𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌, 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥

the door shuts softly as amya comes in the three bedroom, two bathroom penthouse of the soon-to-be fourth year nba player.

she can hear soft snores from the sofa as she walks through the threshold to get to the kitchen.

after she puts her and melo's favorite snacks away, she goes to wake the dogs up so they can get food and get in their beds.

she walks normally knowing lamelo is such a deep sleeper that doesn't wake up at anything.

she quickly fills their bowls and they walk theirselves to their beds.

she straddles melo and plants butterfly kisses on his neck and jawline. he moved slightly into her touch.

'dip, you have to get up so you can get in the bed.'

'mmmm, i don't want to.'

he tightly wraps his lanky arms around her hips so she can't get out of his hold.

'baby, it's either you get up or we lay here.'

he opens one eye with an eyebrow raised.

'you know you just set yourself up right?'

'yes, now make up your mind.'

'i want you to stay!'

'alright lemme go to the bathroom and get some water and then i'll be right back.'

'mhm.'

lamelo starts fading off slowly again and goes back to sleep comfortably.

amya brings back a blanket to wrap both of them up and gets a sip of water before laying ontop of melo again.

he lightly wraps his arms around her as a smile resides on both of their faces as amya dozes off.

'i love you'

amya hears before she falls into one of the deepest sleeps.

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me rn since game 6^^^

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