third person pov
Kentrell was at the studio while his boyfriend was at their shared home. Tyquian was in his room, horny as fuck. He decided to text his boyfriend, but didn't want to be straight up with him.
Tyquian-Kentrell
Kentrell-don't call me by my full name
Tyquian-Kentrell
Kentrell-what the fuck do you want
Tyquian-what's wrong with you?
Kentrell-what do you mean what's wrong with me? I told you not to do something and you still did it
Tyquian-I don't take orders from you
Kentrell-yes you do
Tyquian-no I don't
Kentrell-I don't know what has gotten into you but don't talk back to me
Tyquian-good thing I'm not talking, I'm texting
Kentrell-I fucking hate you
Tyquian-no you don't, you were just laying in bed with me
Kentrell-you're getting on my nerves
Tyquian-good, I'm glad
Kentrell-fucking brat
Tyquian-awe, thank you
Kentrell-you shouldn't be proud of that
Tyquian-hmm, and why is that?
Kentrell-it won't get you far in life, especially as long as I'm in it
Tyquian-and why is that, Kentrell?
Kentrell-because I won't put up with it, and stop calling me my full name
Tyquian-and I said I don't have to listen to you
Kentrell-I hope you know your ass is in trouble
Tyquian-you won't do anything, I'm not scared
Kentrell-just wait
Tyquian-don't disappoint me
Kentrell-shut the fuck up
Tyquian-no thank you
Kentrell-what has gotten into you?
Tyquian-literally nothing
Kentrell-I'm on my way home
Tyquian-no, you can stay your ass there
Kentrell-don't tell me what to do, I'm going home, now
Tyquian-whatever Kentrell
Kentrell-that's it, I'm telling the crew we can't make it to the dinner tonight
Tyquian-and why is that?
Kentrell-I don't think you want to be limping the whole time we're there, so I'd advise you to call your ass down
Tyquian-mhm
Kentrell hopped in his car and pulled out of the studio parking lot. He sped onto the highway and sped home. He quickly whipped his vehicle into his driveway. He stepped out of the car and made sure to slam the door so his boyfriend knew he was home.
