❝𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞.. 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ 𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.. 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." 𝐈 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. . . . Z'airee was a caretaker at a old people's home and he took care of many patients. The only thing was that it happened to be one of the few nursing in homes in NYC. So many patients wounded up from the hood where many of the patients were from different gangs. Z'airee wasn't supposed to have favorites but he always had this particular one.. Mr. Sinaloa. Heaven was a drug dealer who visited his grandpa, Tyreek Sinaloa everyday. His grandpa was everything that his parents wasn't to him. The trenches of New York was where he came from. All his mom cared about was drugs and his dad walked out on him. He grew up running the streets because his mom was too high one everything to care, with men coming in and out they house. He never had that support system so he was wit older kids for as long as he could remember. So as soon as his grandpa got custody he was good but he always knew he wanted to move out as soon as possible..Or so he thought. *Up

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𝐀 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 「 ★ 」Not edited. 𝐙𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 Two years have passed since Zion kissed Ameri before being shipped off for his first Army duty. He didn't have a choice about leaving. But that kiss? No explanation needed. That was him letting his actions say what needed to be said. 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 Now 20 years old, a college dropout, he got himself caught up in the same life Zion warned him about. The exact shit he said Ameri wasn't built for. And that kiss? Ameri didn't think nothing of it. To him, that was Zion being Zion. It was just an "I'ma miss you, lil bro." Never once did it cross his mind that a foundation had been building towards that moment. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒁𝒊𝒐𝒏'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌. Car sitting in the middle of the hood, posted in front of Ameri's place like he didn't graduate top of his class at Harvard and join the Army. Waiting for none other than Ameri. Zion came back knowing Ameri was already his. But Ameri never even knew he'd been taken. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Rankings🏆 1 #heathyrelationship 1 #slightagegap 1 #blackromance

one of those queer stories about enemies to lovers

"let me save you from yourself"

Their difference in personalities raise the question of who will fold first..

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫.

Just read it!!!😫🫶

You know that my body is yours. 🖤 • He quickly reached out to grab my arm. "Where you goin'?" I felt my body freeze under his touch. Looking down, I took note of how close we were in the small door frame. Too close. He let my arm go, raising a hand up apologetically. "Sorry, I ain't mean to grab you like that. I know you 'on really..." he trailed off, running his eyes over my face. He was still too close, but for some reason, I couldn't convince my body to move. This was the third time I've felt like this around him. It was a pattern. "Stay." He gestured for me to come back inside. "Zeke, I'on really think-" "Stay, Jabari." He said firmly. "Ray invited you over here...and I ain't finna tell you to leave. I brought more than enough food. You good, my nigga." "I told you to call me 'Jah'." "Jah," he corrected, looking down as a small chuckle escaped. "My fault." He raised his head back up, but quickly glanced away and cleared his throat. "You should...you should stay." • Spin-off from 'Familiar'