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@/superduperkyle: I missed him 🥺 @/lilyachty
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"Hey babe..." I hugged him, smiling softly.
It's been 3 months that I've saw him, I've all over the world.
I work for Balenciaga, which is mainstream in the fashion business. I'm creative director there which it's a hard job for a Male. A female would do this job but nobody could travel like this.
It's a very confusing Job to be honest.
I had to learn 3 languages which I sometimes be talking to Miles in the wrong language.
He thinks I be possessed by something. He's just fucking silly at times.
"Hey, I've missed you so fucking much." He smiled, grabbing my suitcases.
"How was your trip to Canada then London to Paris?"
"It was fine, I was having Jet Lag." I said, texting my boss.
Miles looked, but suddenly keep looking forward out the airport.
"Brought anything back?"
"Yeah, a keychain and pants for you."
He smiled, "Are they my size?"
"Yup, I translated the sizes." I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks Kyle."
"No mention it, you wanted a pair of pants from France awhile."
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"Hey everyone-"
"SURPRISE!" Confetti went everywhere, seeing that they had a party for me.
"Guys, thank you." I smiled, walking inside.
I gave everyone a hug, seeing my friends were all here.
"Y'all lowkey scared me, I felt someone gonna tase me." I said, laughing.
"We had to throw this party for you, you home after 3 months." Gazzy said, rolling a cake in.
"Guys...thank you." I softly said.
"No problem, now everyone get some of this cake. Vanilla your favorite, Kyle." Tyler popped in, having plastic plates.
I looked at Miles, who was continuing smiling at me. I could tell he was really happy how this party went as planned.
"2 slices please." I asked.
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"Sooooo Miles."
"Hmm?" He picked up his head.
"You dropped a freestyle on soundcloud and I tried to listen to it but it was blocked in France." I said, raising my feet up.
He rubbed them, making me moan softly. "Damn that feels good..."
"It's nothing special, I just had to drop something."
"But I wanna listen." I pouted slightly.
He nodded, grabbing my phone. He clicked on, eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"What?"
"Who's that?" He showed me, me with another man.
"That's my bestfriend, he's lives in France now. We only went out for a night with drinks." I explained, sitting next to him.
Miles kept his eyebrows furrowed, giving an attitude. He has a attitude with that photo.
"Here, there goes the freestyle." He said, throwing my phone back.
"Hey, don't throw it at me. Do you have a issue with the photo?"
"Yes, I do." He said, flicking the channels.
"Trust me, he's only a friend. I know what I gotta do when I'm away from you, I'm not like a whore." I said, hopping on his lap.
"I know I have a boyfriend back at home who's waiting on me, to be under me. Miles this is too much for you because I'm a creative director for Balenciaga, but listen I know my priorities."
He stayed quiet, playing with my butt cheeks. "I'm sorry Kyle, I just got jealous."
"It's okay, you can tell me anything." I kissed his cheek, placing my head on his shoulder.
"I love you." He whispered, laying down with him.
"I love you too." I smiled, being the small spoon.
