𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

𝟑𝟎.𝟎𝟖.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓-𝟎𝟖.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩.❞ "Nah.. I asked if you like it?" I repeated, speeding up. My hands was covered in slick by this point. He whimpered. "Y.. Nghh" It seemed like he was having a hard time answering. "Yes." He sputtered out. "You ain't sound too sure, what was that?" I squinted my eyes at him. I think I saw tears coming from the corners of his eyes. . "Yes... yes I do. Fuck, na neomu gakkawo (I'm so close). He whimpered the last part. I don't know what the fuck he said but it was sexy. "Don't make me ask you again." "I-I'm sorry." He gulped as I continued to quicken. My arm was getting tired. "You better be..." I said. If he apologize one more time I might have to go down on that. On some wild shit. . . . An ordinary Walmart employee. A celebrity with the voice of an Angel. Kamari unexpectedly gets thrown into the world of fame along Sonny. It was just one coincidental encounter that turned into something he couldn't even have dreamed of. The world of unconditional love and dark secrets of the industry. Families with a saddening back story. What could go wrong? Completed😊

P A R I S T U E © 2025 All Rights Reserved To The Original Author - XO Series: Book 3 His arms tightened around the smaller boy as they cuddled on the bed, his large frame curled protectively around his boyfriend's. He gently traced his fingers through his hair, his voice soft but steady. "You know, sometimes all I need is you close to me. Just... a moment like this. It's like you're wrapping my heart in your arms." His tone was light but filled with sincerity, his eyes warm as he looked down at him. "I never thought love could feel like this. I used to think it was just something out of stories, you know? But you... you made it real." The smaller's eyes sparkled as he leaned up slightly, pressing a soft kiss to his chest. The older boy smiled, his hand brushing his cheek as he leaned down, his lips brushing his forehead with gentle affection. "I love you, so much. More than you'll ever know." "I love you too. More than I ever imagined." His heart fluttered, his hand curling into the older boy's shirt as he pulled him down into a kiss. The kiss deepened, a soft promise of forever in each tender touch. XOXO

"I thought that I was dreamin' when you said you love me" - Frank Ocean

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

"Help me understand, how you speak your love language."

P A R I S T U E © 2025 All Rights Reserved To The Original Author _ "If one day the moon calls you by your name, don't be surprised because every night I tell her about you."