Ryo loves watching his girlfriend get ready for their nights out. Hell, he’s never going to verbally say anything about it. His gaze and body language are saying more than words ever could. Ryo enjoys watching her go through her whole routine. Setting up the Bluetooth speaker, connecting her phone, and gather up whatever she needs for day or night. He felt like you liked to revel in his gaze, putting on a show for him. “Ryo, I’m not puttin on nothin. I don’t know what you talking about”, you sweared in a voice so soft and airy whenever he asked you about. He wasn’t complaining, that made it even better for him.

You have him gone and you didn’t even have to try. Even if you did, it wouldn’t matter because your grown. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be sexy for your man. Ryo found everything attractive about seeing you putting your self together and pampering yourself. When you both met, he thought you were something straight out of a movie. Granted, he was crossed and it was a private album listening party. You can’t blame him. That night, you had on a fitted dress, barely under your butt. Dress was same color as his hair, coincidentally. Gold accessories to match your signature gold chain that stays around your neck. Nails had some type of airbrush design with a rose gold flower on both middle fingers, shining under the lights. Your hair was styled in a cute Rihanna inspired pixie but in your iconic Cherry Cola red. For the shoes, matching platform heels that seemed like it came with the dress. But what stood out the most to him? You had bottom grillz in your mouth. Ryo had never seen a girl as sexy as you who could rock some grillz; it was intriguing. That’s actually what caused to him to move away from whoever he was talking to and make his way to you. You guys have been together since then.

“I wonder what’s going on in that brain of yours, Ryo. Especially when you’re staring at me as if I’m the only person in the world”, you say as you finally walk back into the room. “Mm”, he hums in response as his gaze still lingers. Even though you guys have been together for 2 years, Kuna’s intense gaze makes you nervous. At first, you felt like he was marking every single flaw for an argument. However, as the days go on, you feel like it’s his way of expressing his love. Kuna has never been the best with his words; it never seems to matter because you have the words for him. You complete him and vice versa. So, when he staring at you now, you take it as his way of saying ‘I love you’. He tells you, verbally; you just take his staring as another way for him to say it. Ryo’s actions have always spoke volumes.

“Ryo?”, you call out to him. “Yea”, he responds. “Can you oil my back, baby? The dress you picked out is backless.”, you state as you walk back into the room. He tosses his phone to the side, grabbing the oil from your hand. “C’mon princess, turn around for me. We’re going to be late”. “Bro, we’re always late. If it’s not about money, when have you seen me ever on time?”, you sass back to him. His eyebrows perked up at your tone but he continued with the task at hand. “Watch it”, he states as he massages the oil into your skin. When he’s done, he smacks your butt before gripping the right cheek hard and repeating the action. “Mmph! Kunaaa, stop”, you squealed and hurriedly made your way to the vanity he had custom made for you. “Just a warning for you. Don’t act up in the lounge too bad tonight”, he says making his way to the bathroom to get his routine started. You have to go first because you move “slow as fuck” in the words of Kuna.

Before you start your makeup routine, you roll up for you and Ryo. “Bae! Which woods you want? Russian Cream or Irish Cream? I’m bout to roll up.”, you ask (yell) so he can hear you over the shower and your speaker. He yells something back but you couldn’t hear him so, you put the music on pause. “Huh?”, you responded. “Irish Cream, mamas”, he repeats himself. “Ok baby”, you say and press play on your phone. Music automatically commanding the room again. You take out what you need, emptying all the Backwoods. Once you did that, you head to the bathroom sink to rinse them off. As you were doing that, Ryo stepped out the shower. Y’all make eye contact in the mirror, both basically eye-fuckin one another. Watching the water drop down his chest, biting your lips as you see it disappear into the towel that was covering your favorite toy to ride. “Keep looking at me like that, I’ll bend you over right now. Won’t make it to the event, ma”, Ryo states as he crowds you between him and the sink. “You act like I would’ve minded you doing that. You know I love it when you bend me over, feel it in my stomach”, you respond with your eyes darkening with lust. In response, Ryo groans and starts kissing all over your neck.

“Bend over.. wanna taste you”, Ryo says into your ear as he starts to suck on your sweet spot. You moan and comply, not wasting any time. Ryo moves the woods (left in your hand) onto the paper towel that you had on the counter and folded it over. Moving the paper towel over to the other sink, he quickly makes his way back to you. Eyes darkened, he commands you to spread your legs and you do almost instantly. You love the way he eats you and you love the way he enjoys it more than you. It makes the head better, in your mind. “Lil slut is already forming a puddle for me, huh? You ready for me to take care of you, mamas?”, he says as he massages your thighs while smacking your left ass cheek. “Cmon Kuna, baby. We don’t have that much time”, you responded with a rushed reply. He smacks your cheek again, “Watch it”. Wasting no time, he bends down and starts placing kisses on your thighs. “Kunaa”, you whine. “Stop all the whining, baby. I’ll give you what you want”, Ryo says spreading you even more wider; he loves a clear view of your cunt dripping for him. You could say that he’s a lover of the arts and he feels like you’re the greatest piece.

“Look at her… fuck, she’s pretty”, Ryo practically breathes onto your slippery cunt. You bite your lips, holding in a moan. He blows unto you, smirking when he notices that your grip on the sink gets a little tighter. You were about to rush him again when your words got caught in your throat. Ryo spits onto your cunt before using his middle finger to rub it in. “Just making her a lil more messy. I know you love that shit”, he says before spitting on her again and practically french kissing your pussy. The noises you both made were so loud and passionate, still being drowned out by your speaker in the background. That didn’t matter, Ryo knew how to make you tune everything out except for him. “Kun-kuna…mmm, right there. Ooh, baby …fuck”, you moan as he bites on your clit and fucks his tongue deeper into you. The way he’s slurping has you seeing stars. He knows you’re close because he can feel you clenching his tongue. “Mmm..*slurps*…cmon baby, let go for me *slurps*”, Ryo groans into you and biting on your clit once more. One more slurp before fucking his tongue even deeper, you’re melting. “FUUUU-hmmm”, you squealed and moaned as you squirt into Ryo’s mouth. He drinks it all because “I gotta stay hydrated” as he loves to say.

Ryo gets up from his knees and smirks at your face. You got tears down your face and your practically slumped over the sink. Walking over to the shower, he grabs your wash cloth. You hear the other sink running for a couple of seconds before it’s shut off. “You gonna get filled to brim when we get back home, baby. Believe me..taking everything in me to not fuck you up against the wall.”, he says as he cleans you up. You shiver at the promise and sigh happily, “Pinky promise?”. Ryo chuckles at your antics and rubs your waist, “Pinky promise, baby”.

SugarDaddy!Nanami first met SugarBaby!Reader during his lunch break and found her to be absolutely breathtaking. He noticed that she was sitting alone in the corner booth of the cafe.

SugarBaby!Reader’s outfit was simple, a light blue mini dress, made out of cotton and lace. The shoes resembled ballerina flats but as platform heels. Her hair was in a bun with two tendrils, edges perfectly laid. Each edge replicated the ocean waves.

SugarBaby!Reader could feel something or someone looking at her. She looks through her peripheral vision and sees him. To get a better picture, she slowly lifts her head. Once they made eye contact, both of them looked away quickly.

SugarDaddy!Nanami could feel the heat rising in his skin, he knew that his ears had to have some sort of pinkish tinge to them. Thankfully, it was his turn to order. He greets the cashier and places his order. He may have mentioned to the cashier that he was going to eat with you and to have the server to bring it to the corner booth.

SugarDaddy!Nanami makes his way over to you. Clearing his throat, he introduces himself to you. You smile at him and introduce yourself to him. You invited him to sit across from you and he takes the invitation, almost immediately.

From that day forward, it seems as though you two were inseparable. After sharing lunch with you, he gives you his business card. To his surprise, he heard from you later on that night. He entertains the texts for an hour before asking if it would be alright to call you. You didn’t mind, you wanted to continue the conversation. So, you decided to grant him the opportunity of having a phone call.

His voice is smooth like velvet, music to your ears really. The contrast between his voice and yours really felt exposed in the midnight air. The conversation seemed to flow effortlessly and both seemed to be interested in whatever the other was saying. Eventually, you both were actively trying to fight the sandman. With a promise to call you in the morning, you both hang up and go to sleep.

SugarBaby!Reader woke up the next day, feeling refreshed. She immediately made her way into her bathroom, turning on the light. Looking into the mirror, admiring her reflection just before officially starting her morning regimen. Pumping the Cetaphil into her hand, rubbing it all over her face. Leaving the soap suds on, she then starts to brush her teeth. After a few minutes, she has a clear face and is applying her vitamin C serum and the moisturizer.

*ring..ring..rrring*

SugarBaby!Reader practically runs back into her room to pick up her cell. Briefly looking at the caller id, a smile erupts onto her face. The screen read “Kento 💋”. As soon as she answered, she’s greeted with his raspy morning voice. The sound alone practically made her melt. “Good morning, beautiful. Did you sleep well?”, he asks softly. “Good morning, Ken. I slept well. Did you sleep well?”, you replied with a voice that was sweet like honey. “I slept well, beauty. I wanted to know what were your plans for the day?”, he replies. Smirking as you answer, “Oh, really?”. He chuckles, “Yes, beautiful. I want to see you again. Can you grant me that?”. You giggle, “I was just teasing you. Of course, I can grant your wish. You’re lucky that I’m not busy”.

You guys talk for an hour and a half, flirting and teasing each other while continuing to complete your morning regimens. You guys decided that Nanami would come and get you. After you guys hang up, you redo your edges and fix your hair. The hairstyle of choice for the day was some bangs with a messy bun, leaving some tendrils out in the back. You can’t wait for your hair appointment in a couple of days, you’re ready for your next style and a new color. Once you finished battling your hair, you got dressed. Your outfit consisted of a long, light grey maxi skirt with pockets and a fitted, cropped cami. Your accessories included a gold chain, your jade Buddha necklace, custom gold bamboo earrings with your nickname in them, gold bracelets (on both of your wrists) and a gold chain belt (on your waist) that had hearts all over it.

Your doorbell rang as you were spritzing on your perfume. You spray once last cloud before making your way downstairs to your front door. “Who is it?”, you asked. “It’s Ken”, the guest replied. You peek through the peephole to confirm that it’s really Kento and it is. After the confirmation, you unlock the door and open it for him. You both take in each other’s appearances. You look him up and down, admiring him. You were so focused on him, you didn’t realize he was doing the same thing to you. It wasn’t until you heard him calling your name that you flipped back into reality.

“Oops, sorry. Please come inside, Ken. I don’t know where my manners went”, you say as you open the door wider for him. “No worries. Did I come too early?”, he asked. “No, I was just finishing up. Please sit, I’ll be right back”, you say to him before making you way back upstairs to your room. You walk into your closet and grab your Brandon Blackwood as well as your wedge sandals. You make your way back down to the living room and see Ken look at your picture wall. “You look just like both of your parents.”, he comments as soon as he felt your presence. “Thank you, I get that a lot”, you beamed in response.

“Do you want something to drink?”, you asked him as you were putting your sandals on. “No, thank you. Whenever you’re ready, we can go out”, he responds while shuffling around in his pocket. “Do you mind if I smoke in the car?”, you asked as you gather your papers and lucky charms. He finally pulled out the item that he was looking for in his pocket and it was a joint. You chuckled and say, “Oh wow, I didn’t think you were serious when you said that you smoke too. You really don’t seem like the type”. He chuckled and responded, “I could say the same to you, darling”. “You wanna smoke in here or in your car?”, you ask. “We can do both. Let’s smoke here after our date”. “You already knew I’d want to spend more time with you?”, you ask with a smirk sneaking its way onto your face. “Lucky guess”, Ken respond with his own smirk making it’s way onto his face as well. Ken pulls you up from the couch once you closed your purse. You gasp and giggle while interlocking your fingers with his. Immediately, he squeezes your hand softly and strokes your hand with his thumb.

Puppy Adoption

Gojo and Geto knew that you’ve wanted a puppy for so long. You’ve been dropping hints for months. Sending TikToks and Reels almost everyday. They know that you want to raise the dog from a puppy so, they’ve been secretly on the lookout for you. You’re their baby and they don’t mind spoiling you rotten. Hell, you don’t ask for much and they have to basically beg you to let them do things for you.

“Come on, baby. You’ll love this surprise”, Gojo says as he watches you apply edge control to your edges. “Satoru, you said that last time. It ended being a trip to the new candy store.”, you say rolling your eyes and continuing to work on your edges. Slightly huffing and puffing when you couldn’t get one to work with you. Before Gojo could respond, Geto makes his way back into the room. “Suguru, tell 🦋 that she’s gonna love this surprise.”, Gojo says after you both finished eyeing Geto up and down. “You’ll actually love this surprise, beautiful. It’s not a candy store. That’s the only hint that you’re getting from me”, Geto says while making his way next to you. You looked up at him and raised one of your brows.

“Are you guys sure?”, you say finally finishing your edges. “🦋”, they state your name in unison, both making eye contact with you in the mirror. You giggle, “I was just asking. No need ta get your boxers in a bunch”. Gojo dramatically flops back down on your king sized bed. Geto shakes his head, “You two are such characters. How do I deal with it?”. You were gathering up your makeup before you answered him, “Characters that you’re madly in love with”. He sits in the papasan chair that’s near your vanity. “That is correct, 🦋. I love you both, dearly”. Gojo and you both respond, almost instantly with “I love you more”.

You go back to starting your makeup routine. You start with your matte primer, then your concealer. In between getting your eyeshadow primer and palettes, you would do a little dance to the music. “Let me guess, this your song too?”, Geto asks in a playful tone. “You damn right! I was in the studio when they made it too”, you replied and sticking out your tongue. “I’d put that back in your mouth before we make great use of it, sweets”, Gojo says while eyeing you hungrily. “Satooo, stop. You’re so nasty”, you say flustered. He throws you a quick air kiss before going back into his phone, smirking. Throughout the whole encounter, Geto sneakily recorded a video before cackling. “What are you laughing at, Sugu?”, you say turning to him and immediately turning back around when you saw his phone. “You’re are so annoying, omg”.

You continued your makeup routine and when you we’re finished, the boys gave you a thumbs up. “🦋, you look absolutely gorgeous”, Geto says first. Gojo responds right afterwards with, “An absolute beauty, baby”. You make your way towards them, beckoning them to bend down once you reach them. They obey, of course. You kiss Geto first, ending the kiss with a bite on his bottom lip. Then, you kiss Gojo. That kiss ended with him biting your bottom lip and him gripping your butt. “Mmmph, lemme go get some more lip gloss and put my shoes on”, you say after you caught your breath. “Ok, we’re gonna be in the car”, Geto says dragging Gojo out the room. You watch them walk out the room and mumble, “They’re going to be the death of me”. You quickly reapply your lip gloss and spray on some perfume. You put on your white air forces and grabbed your Telfar, throwing in your necessities.

🐾🐾🐾🐾T I M E S K I P🐾🐾🐾🐾

The trip to the destination was about 45 minutes. You didn’t mind because you basically just continued to control the aux, occasionally letting your boyfriends have some song requests. Once you realized where you guys were, you were ecstatic. “Ahhhh, you guys did not. Omg! No, omg! I love y’all so so much. You’re getting me my puppy?”, you basically squealed and rambled in excitement.

🐾🐾🐾🐾T B C🐾🐾🐾🐾

“I said that I needed to get my nails done”, you say making your way to couch. His eyes watched you from the office area that’s in the back of your living room. “Yea, you want me to make a house call or do you want to make an appointment?”, Nanami says pulling out his other phone. “I kinda want to make a house call, I don’t want to leave the house just yet”. He nods and starts to text your nail tech. You’ve could’ve done it yourself but he likes doing things for you. It makes him happy to see you at peace. After a few minutes of silence, he sends you an Apple Pay of $600. “Babeeeee”, you squeak in surprise. You get up and straddle his lap, smothering his face in kisses. He chuckles and adjusts you in his lap. “You’re welcome, 🌻. After your nails are done, we’re going shopping. You like that, 🌻?”, Nanami says after you finish peppering his face in basically a hundred kisses. “I swear that you are just too good to me. I love you so much, my darling ”, you state as you stare down at him. His eyes darken, “I love you more, my love”.

Gojo and Geto were both in love from the minute that they saw you, unbeknownst to you (of course).

Gojo and Geto debated for weeks over whether they would compete for your attention or if they should just share you, ultimately letting you decide.

Gojo and Geto made sure to study you and slowly get you to let your guard down before asking for your instagram.

Gojo and Geto were both ecstatic when you finally agreed to hangout with them on your limited off days.

You were in your bathroom, blasting Monaleo, and getting ready for your date with them. It was a chill date so, you didn’t want to overdress. Plus, this was your first time dating two men at the same time. You’ve pulled your options out for your outfits. It was between your baggy, camo cargos with a cropped tee or black cargos with a long, black lace button up shirt with a cropped green cami to go under. Deciding on the second option, you hop in the shower.

Once you’ve finished your routine, you’ve made your way back into the room. Grabbing your mango butter and lathering up, you rap along to the current song that was playing. After you’ve finished doing that, you put on your outfit go the day. You then put on your beauty supply body oil, perfectly named “Pink P*ssy”. Then you spray on your Marc Jacobs’ “Perfect”. “Mmmph, I smell too good. Smellin’ like a snack”, you say as you walk through the perfume cloud that you made. You do that about three more times before deciding that you’ve done enough. Your hair was still in your style from earlier, bantu knot with some of your locs curled. All you had left to do was your edges, they sweated out while you were in the shower.

5:45pm

You had a lil bit of time to kill before your dates were due to pick you up. Eyeing the blunt that was rolled before you had work earlier, you start to make your way over to it. *flick flick* The flame burned bright and soon the scent of gelato & vanilla backwoods began to consume the living room. Music still playing in the background, moving from Monaleo to Megan Thee Stallion. As you were getting to the middle of the blunt, your doorbell rings. Placing the blunt in the ashtray, you blow the smoke out before heading to your door.

“ Maybe I wouldn’t have been so moody if you would’ve just followed my fucking directions”, you pout and mumble. He smirks, lifting his frame off of the wall. Kuna knows you didn’t care about whatever you were “complaining” about. You like to start an argument about petty things. You’re a slight brat. “ You’re really mad at me about that? Or do you need me to fuck you, how you need to be fucked?”, he asks. Your face warms up, that’s exactly what you want. You look away when he finally makes his way to you, towering over your body.

Sukuna is quick to move you back to facing him. “You know I’m not gonna do anything to you until you use your words, you’re a grown woman. Speak”. Biting the inside of your mouth, “Yes, kuna. I know that”. He still has your jaw in his hands, he’s waiting for you to give him the answer that he wants. You’re stubborn so, he moves his hand from squeezing your jaw to slightly applying pressure to your neck. “Why won’t you just tell me, huh? I can straighten out your little attitude and you’ll feel better”. The way he’s speaking towards you is slightly degrading but you like it. It adds to the appeal. “You gotta work harder if you want me to tell you, kuna. You know this”, you respond with a little smile and your voice as sweet as honey.

Best friend!Choso who’s totally in love with you and everyone knows it. You, on the other hand, are still oblivious to it. You know that he loves and you love him as well. The extent of his love is what you’re oblivious to and your friends are so over it.

Bestfriend!Choso who’s always ready to be your shoulder to cry on when you think everyone and everything is against you. You’ve got your face in his chest while he has his arms wrapped around you, careful not to mess up your space buns. It took you 35 minutes to get your locs into them and you weren’t going to do them over. “🍒, shhhh. It’s ok, it’s ok. You’re just spending too much time in your head. Your family loves you, your friends love you.. I-i love you”, Choso says rubbing your back. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as you adjust your face to peek up at him. “I love you too, Cho. You have no idea”, you muttered softly. His cheeks warmed up and he cleared his throat, looking away.

Bestfriend!Choso who finally lets you go after your stomach growls. “Guess we better get some food in you, huh?”, he chuckles while you nod. “Yea, we going out or you want me to cook you somethin’ ?”, you ask as you get off his lap and adjust your dress. He took a minute to think about it before letting you know that you guys were going out to eat. “Oh thank goodness, I really didn’t want to wash dishes.”, you laugh. “🍒, I would’ve helped.”, he says rolling his eyes at you jokingly. “Yea, ok. You said that last week and you were knocked out after. Don’t lie either, Cho. I got receipts and everything”, you say while putting your hands on your hips and staring down at his lazy frame on the couch. Choso chuckles and puts his hands up in defeat.

Bestfriend!Choso who lets you have complete control over the aux. You dress completely opposite of what you’re always listening to nowadays. You’re like a human Bratz doll but you love a “good hood jam”. “Imma let you choose between three of my 90s groups this time, Cho Cho”, you say scrolling through your Apple Music. He rolls his eyes at the nickname but, squeezes your thighs before grunting, “Oh? I get to choose?”. You squirm slightly and hoped Choso didn’t notice. He definitely noticed. “Mhmm, you get to choose today. We got Wu-tang, Souls of Mischief, or Slum Village”, you say looking up him. “We haven’t listened to Slum Village in awhile, let’s do that one”, he says starting up the car. You play them on shuffle and the first song that comes on isn’t even one of their songs from the 90s, it’s from the early 2000s. “Welp, I’m not turning. This my favorite song of theirs”, you say doing your lil dance in the seat. Choso just shakes his head and turns it up.

Bestfriend!Choso who’s listens to you sing the song and rap every verse. He loves listening to you enjoy your music and it’s helps that you can sing too. (Sorry if you don’t sing, lol) You got tired of listening to one artist so, you put your 90s playlist on shuffle. You and Choso cracked up when “Buddah Lovaz” by Bone Thugs-n-Harmony comes on. “Ahaha, not the song that I introduced you to when I first put you onto 90s rappers” you almost cackle while putting on your Fenty lipgloss. “Granted, we were smoking”, he says pulling up to the restaurant parking lot. “Mhmmm”, you mumble in agreement because you’re still applying the gloss to your liking.

Bestfriend!Choso who gets mad if you try to open any doors around him. He lightly smacks your hands away from the door of the restaurant. “Cho, I can open a door. But, thank you.”, you say walking into the establishment after he opens the door for you. “You know I never let you touch any doors. I don’t know why you think that’s gonna change”, he said as you both walked to the hostess. “Hi, welcome to_______ . Is this your first time dining with us this evening?”, the hostess greets you guys with a pretty smile. Before you could answer, “Yes, can we get a booth in the back please? My date and I would like some privacy”. Choso calling you his date made the butterflies go wild again and you weren’t mad at it. She nods and leads you two to a booth exactly where he requested, “Ok guys, here’s your table. Your server will be right with you two, shortly. Ok?”. You both nod and thank her. She started to make her way back to the host area but Choso was too focused on you getting comfortable in the booth before sliding next to you. “Cho, I thought you wanted to sit across from me?”, you ask a little confused. “No, I want to be next to you tonight”, he smoothly states before putting one arm behind you.

Bestfriend!Choso who was about to let you know how he felt but, the waiter made their way to the table. “Hey guys, my name is ______ and I will be your server tonight. Can I start you off with some drinks?”, they say. “Hi, can we get two glasses of water with lemon? Can I also get a lemon drop? What do you want, Cho?”, you say to the waiter before turning to look at Choso. The waiter turns to face him after writing down the order so far. “Can I get a Moscow mule?”, he asked the waiter. “Sure. So, I have two glasses of water with lemon, a lemon drop and a Moscow mule?”, the waiter asked you both for confirmation. “Yes, perfect. Thank you so much”, you answer and they made their way to the bar. “You wanna talk about what you said at the hostess stand?”, you asked him once you two were alone.

Bestfriend!Choso who finally gets the balls to admit that he loves you more than a friend. “I wanna be with you, 🍒. I’m in love with you. If you do-“, Cho’s sentence is cut short by you smashing your lips into his. He slightly groans and pulls you closer to him in the booth. You both forget about the fact that you guys are in public for a little before your waiter comes back, clearing their throat. Choso’s the first to pull away and you make sure to swallow the whine that was bubbling in your throat. You look a lil dazed as you watch him thank the waiter for bringing both of you guy’s drinks, “Sorry, we still need some time to look over the menu. Can you come back in about 5 minutes?”. The waiter nods their head and goes to tend to their other guests. “I take that as a yes?”, he turns to you and admires your appearance. “Cho, I’ve liked you for awhile”, you say and pick up your menu. “Wha-what? How long is that?”, he stuttered. “Umm, maybe like two months”, you say peeking at him and tilting your head slightly. “Fuck, I’ve wanted you longer than that. I should’ve made a move earlier, huh?”, Choso says picking up the menu and chuckled. You giggle and and snuggled up closer to him in the booth, “Hell yea”.

Boyfriend!Toji who thought it would be you to catch feelings and was shocked when it wasn’t. He felt like you put a spell on him or something. He’s never felt like this before.

Boyfriend!Toji who purposefully started to leave his hoodies and sweats around your apartment. Whenever you would confront him about it, he pull the same old “What? You got another man touching what’s mine? He doesn’t make you feel good like your Toji does, huh mama?”. Causing you to get flustered because as he’s saying this, he’s trapping you with his body and the nearest surface.

Boyfriend!Toji who finally managed to man up and plan a date.

Boyfriend!Toji who was nervous as hell because he hasn’t asked anyone to be his girlfriend in a long time. He doubted that you would want anything besides the sneaky link arrangement that you guys have.

Boyfriend!Toji who knocked at your door. He heard your footsteps and felt like his heart was gonna beat out of his chest. You asked, “Who is it?”, and he smiled at that because you used to just open the door. “Toji”, he answers calmly. He heard you squeal a lil bit before opening the door. “Omg, Toji baby, what are you doing here? You said you had a job and you wouldn’t be back til tomorrow”, you say once you let him inside and closed the door. He was happy that you were so excited to see him, which made his question a lot easier to ask. “Finished the job early, had to come see you. I gotta ask you something, c’mere”, he says as he makes himself at home on your couch. You lock the door and make your way to him.

Boyfriend!Toji who takes a deep breath and adjusts to face your face. You’re giving him all of your attention. He likes that, makes him feel like you think he always has something important to say. He’s staring and you scrunch up your nose because he knows that you don’t like being stared at. “Tojiiii”, you slightly whined and that causes him to pinch your thighs. “My bad, mama. You’re too cute for me not to stare at”. You smile and shove him, “Whatever, what you want? You said you wanted to ask me something. Get to it”. Toji rubs your thigh and says, “You wanna go on a date with me?”. You’re shocked and you’re jaw is dropped. “Oooh, you like me? Ok, I’ll go on a date with you Toji baby”, you say after a slight dramatic pause.

Boyfriend!Toji who chuckles and brings you to his lap. Kissing all over your neck and then rubbing your thighs. “Go get ready, I got the day planned”, he says after patting your butt. “Mmm.. ok. You lucky that it’s my off day”, you said getting off his lap and heading towards the bathroom. “You would’ve came anyway, ma. Don’t even front”, Toji laughs as you flipped him off and continued on with your daily routine.

10:30pm

That’s what the clocked read on the screen. They pulled the same thing and you couldn’t even be shocked. It’s been happening for the past two weeks and you’re sick of it. You can go and get anybody that you want. You are a hot commodity and here you are…lighting a candle, pulling out your stash. Setting up on your bed, you feel your eyes looking at your phone and sighing when it was just a TikTok notification. You roll your eyes and start to grind up your weed. Once it was all ground up, you start to empty the backwoods.

“I don’t even know why I try with them”, you mumble as you leave your room and head to the bathroom. Turning on the water, you begin to wash the wood. Once you finish, you place them in a napkin and head back to your room. You pat them dry, slightly and fill them both up. Bringing the wood up to your mouth, you start to close it in the middle first. Then the left and then the right, all while tucking in the loose scooby snacks before they could escape the wood. You finished them in some raw papers and set them aside.

“Phone hasn’t rang, you should just put it on dnd”, you think as you start getting your stuff out for your nightly routine. You start with removing the slight beat that you had on for your so-called “boo”. Pulling out the makeup wipes and cleaner, you turn on your soeaker. You tell the speaker to play your “Sad Girl Shit” playlist. Did this help you and your situation? Probably not. You didn’t care, you wanted to wallow in the self-pity for a lil.

Since the makeup was simple, it didn’t take long to get it all off. You pick up your facial cleanser and started to do your routine. Cleanser, toner, moisturizer and an eye mask. “Omg, I feel so much better. I love makeup but I hate cleaning it off”, you say sighing and rubbing your neck. You strip out of your date outfit that you planned on surprising your boo with for the evening. You had on a pretty silk dress. Mind you, it was in their favorite color and it actually made you look like a Bratz doll. It was a win-win situation. “Got all dolled up for nothing”, you think to yourself and shrugged.

Turning the shower on, stepping in and washing your irritation away with the steamy water. You finished your shower and got dressed into some comfy clothes. Opting for some booty shorts and an oversized hooded sweatshirt with “You Matter” embroidered on it. No bra or panties needed because you’re in for the night. By the time that you made it back into your room, you smelt like vanilla and your boho locs were in a messy bun. You light your incense before setting on your bed, criss cross applesauce.

Oh boy, I'ma have to call them boys on you

Awe damn, awe damn, I'ma have to call that man on you

Something, something, something must be really wrong with you

Why can you just tell the fuckin' truth now?

Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow

What the fuck did you learn in that school house?

The words felt like a hit in the face. You picked up the remote and turned the volume up to 25. It was late and you didn’t want to deal with a noise complaint. You never got one and you weren’t gonna start anytime soon. Throwing the remote aside, you get your joint and your ashtray. Shuffling around for a few seconds before you find your trusty lighter. *flick, flick* You lit one end and inhale. Exhaled and inhaled another time before your phone chimed. Ashing the joint in the ashtray, you pick up your cell with your other phone. It was a text from them. Same old tired excuses , just a different day. You almost responded, ready to get into an argument. But the end of the song caught your attention.

These niggas is busters, fuck that nigga and fuck his friends, and fuck his bitch

He's nothin my nigga, you are the one, everybody else is 2's and 3's

That was enough for you to ignore the message and to continue to do you. You don’t have to put up with the bs. He’s not the prize, you are. You turned off the playlist after that and turned on some Young Nudy. You spent rest of the night listening to music while the rain fell against your window. Completely enjoying yourself and your joints.

You had your music up loud, completely immersed in your latest diy project. You’ve been itching to get back into making a gimp (those little keychains that we made in summer camp). You don’t know why, you just felt like you owed it to your inner child. The playlist was on shuffle and all of your favorite songs seemed to be playing back to back. Humming along and harmonizing to each song as if you were in the studio when it was being made. The next song caused you to get distracted.

Standing up, you made your way to the mirror. The minute that the beat dropped, you felt it. The living room became your stage and all that mattered was the music. So lost in the moment, you didn’t even hear your lover enter the apartment. They closed the door quietly and continued to watch. They always enjoyed seeing you like this, completely free. It was one of the things that made their heart flutter. The song was coming to an end when you finally acknowledged their presence.

“Fuck…when did you get home?”, you exclaimed and clutching your chest. They chuckled and reply, “Not too long. Just enjoying the show”. You blushed, internally thanking the universe for the fact that you’re a black woman. “Yea, well the show ain’t free. You gotta pay up!”, you laugh while making your way to them. They meet you halfway and bring you chest to chest. Putting their hands around your waist and smirking, “I gotta pay up, huh? What’s the fine?”. You put your arms around their neck and say, “Hmmm… gimme some kisses”. You stand slightly on your tippy toes and they bend down slightly.