The Assistant [MxM]

10. |filler chapter|

Continuing....

"Man, yo what?" Shakur questioned, grabbing his things putting them on after wiping himself down with a wipe being that Damien's nut was still on his chest.

Damien sighed hearing her beat on the door, "She cool people's. She ain't like that. She just about to chew my ass up cause I ain't go pick him up from her moms, damn." He headed into the living room and opened the door. Shakur grabbed his things and was headed out too.

"About time you opened the damn door, why the fuçk was he still at my momma house nigga? I gave you one job and here you go fuçking that up." Delilah pushed past him into the home, going to lay their child in his room. "I'm getting real sick of your ass, I shouldn't have had to leave work Dame."

Damien rubbed his hands down his face, "Lilah I just lost track of time that's all."

Shakur put his shoes on, not really paying attention to the two go back and forth. It wasn't his business, his mind was stuck on the fact that he'd showed up to Damien's house tonight and had sex with him. He didn't know rather it was because his abuser was now gone and didn't have that hold on him anymore, his mother finally knew his truth or he was just tired of fighting the fact that he'd been bisexual since he was a kid. The more he faught it off, the angrier he had got knowing that John had a hold on him.

Tonight he wanted to see if he could go through with sleeping with a man after not being with one since his abuse. He was comfortable with Damien and that's why he showed up to his doorstep, Damien was his first so he was familiar with him.

Delilah stared at him for a second before cutting her eyes at Shakur, she'd seen the hickeys decorating both of their necks and chests. She wasn't dumb. "If sex comes before our son I'm not really sure why we have joint custody,"

"Alright you dragging the situation," he mugged her. He hated when he fucked up because she always brung up custody. "I fuçked up, I get that. But we not about to play this custody game,"

Delilah looked at her Apple Watch and seen that her lunch was almost over, "Just do better. I'm not no bitter babymomma. I let you do you, all I ask of you is to step up more Dame. I can see you're trying but handing us stacks don't create a bond with him. I'll rather him not see you then you half-ass be in his life. I gotta go," she sighed before leaving out of the home.

Plopping on the couch Damien tossed his head back and groaned, like she said she wasn't the bitter babymomma and she knew of his sexuality which was why they didn't work out but she never once took their son away from him. If anything she pushed him to be the best father he could be for their kid, he was doing better but he could do more. He made sure he paid her bills and took good care of them but she wanted him to be there physically, she made her own money. Anything he did was just extra.

"What was that?" Shakur was caught off guard as he touched the door knob to leave, "You pop back up after years and show up here to have sex with me after being so cold to me." He mugged him.

Shakur blew out a breath, "Really?" He looked at him with an straight face.

"Yeah nigga, really. The fuçk?"

"What's the fuçking issue? You wasn't saying all this shît just a few minutes ago. I told you watch who the fuçk you be talking too."

Damien stared at him for a while, "Aight. Fuck out my crib Shakur, I ain't going down this path with you again. Fuck allat' and fuçk you too."

He stood to his feet seeing Shakur walk towards him, he knew how Shakur laid with his hands and if he wanted to fight they could do that. "Daddy?" Shakur halted his steps seeing the little boy come out of his room, rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah Junior," he kept his eyes trained on Shakur.

"I dursty," the two year old hugged his legs. "Juice?"

Shakur watched as Damien picked up his son and headed towards the kitchen, without saying another word he had finally left the home. He knew that he and Damien had alot of unresolved issues and most of the questions he'd ask would mean him telling him what happened to him back then, that just wasn't something he was comfortable with speaking on. Saying it out loud earlier was hard enough, he felt less of man. He hated himself for allowing the shît he did back then, it was why he was so tough and with his guard up 24/7. Shakur wouldn't ever be bitched again how John had done him.

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Arriving home, quietly walking in he groaned seeing the living room light come on, "I know you're not walking in this house at four in the damn morning Shakur."

"I'm a grown man now, ma." He walked to her and plopped down on the couch, tossing his head back with a dramatic sigh. "Why you up?"

Phylicia stared at him before tilting her head, "Cassidy must be here in town?" She nodded towards the hickeys that decorated his neck.

Shakur closed his eyes letting what she was lecturing him about go in one ear and out the other. He knew that stepping out on his marriage was in fact wrong but he was no longer happy and felt trapped inside of it. He had been inlove with Cassidy at one point but when she had slept with one of her clients three years ago it had pushed him away from her, he only stayed with her because he wanted Kennedy to have the two parent household he once had before his parents were sent away, however once he learned how she had slapped her made him realize he should have been left. He wanted a divorce but she was making it impossible for him.

"So, who is she?" His mother asked.

"Who is who?"

"The woman you're sleeping with?"

Shakur chuckled, he immediately thought to lie and make up something but he was tired of living a lie, "I wasn't with no woman, I was with a man." He spoke, watching her body language as he prepared for her to bring up God and all the other bullshît that was embedded into his head.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I'm bisexual. That bother you?"

Phylicia stared at him for a while choosing her next words carefully, "Is it because of him? I know you don't want to talk about it and we don't have to right now but I want to know if that's truly who you are and not because of what happened to you? Either way I'm going to stand by what you choose. Just don't string that woman along any longer, I don't like it not one bit."

"Nah," he replied, "I knew what I liked way before it was beat out of me."

She nodded and stood to hug him, "So, any special man in your life?" She asked.

Shakur laughed shaking his head, "I'm working on that. You'll get to meet him one day." He assured her.

Phylicia had so many more questions but she knew that with her son you'd have to ease certain things on him and you couldn't put too much on him at once, she was just happy that he opened up to her a little bit. She could wait until he was ready to talk, in the moment she just wanted to show him that she was there and she loved him no matter what had happened to him, nor the gender he liked. He was her son, and when he was ready she was going to be there. No matter the outcome.

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The fact that Shakur admitted to being bisexual OUTLOUD 🥹 baby steps but he's trying. ❤️

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