Count On You

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 21

(𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍)

I raised my eyes from my sleep as I felt my face on Keenon's chest, my arm draped around his stomach and leg over his. I felt his arm secure its spot around my waist. I moved over to grab my phone from the nightstand and felt his arm tighten around me.

"take yo ass back to bed" he groaned pulling me and facing his face into my neck.

" Boy its like 11, its so late" I responded while replying to messages in my phone

"you got some breakfast, ill cook us something im hungry" i pouted

"fasho, i be getting tired of eating out so I a go to the store and cook some shit" he added.

"Why you lying ? I know you cant cook" I side eyed him

"yea you got me fucked up, prolly cook better than yo ass" he smirked

"I would hate to beat you in yo own kitchen, we can have a battle for all I care" I shrugged with a grin on my face

he just gave me a straight face look, " Fuck out of here, I dont turn down shit" we both laughed

"alright bet, we gone have a cook off, what the winner get?" I smirked fixing my eyes on him from my phone

"You aint gotta have a bet with me to get shit you want, I a give you shit on a regular" he shrugged looking into my eyes. I felt his hand swoop around to my ass and give a firm grab and slap.

"Keen- "MY BAD" he cut my off before rubbing on it to make it feel better. I clinched my legs together as my heart beat sped up. I tucked my face into his chest to hide my red cheeks.

"Nah dont hide yo shit now" he laughed with a firm smirk while his hand continued to rub my but giving it soft squeezes every once in a while.

I busted out laughing still having swollen checks.

"Shut up" she smiled

"Real shit I fuck witchu" he smirked

"Why you say that" she wondered truly asking

"Just letting you know, on some real shit. This shit not for play, I ain't fucking with you on hit and dip shit" he concluded

"Aww thank you, that means a lot. Definitely because of the shit I went through in the past" I cut short

"You still having bad dreams" he asked worried

"Yea sometimes, I didn't last night tho" she put her face flat on his chest now wrapping her arms around his body.

"I feel safe with you" she smiled gazing up at him

"That's my job, type of nigga would I be if I didn't ensure yo safety" he added.

She just nodded

"I'm not gone rush you to tell me shit yet but know I'm here for you. For whatever"he concluded

"Yea I know" she said

"Look at me Iylaan" he grilled making sure she understood

"I know you care for a nigga and I care for you, don't feel like you can't open up to me and shit. Once I'm yo nigga for this to even work, you gotta start letting me know how you feel mama. So I'm not gone rush you to tell me what happened but know I'm not gone judge shit" he said

She looked into his eyes for assurance. She felt the butterflies come along after hearing the word "mama" he had never called her that.
"Thank you" she blushed