❝ he so cute when he sleep. ❞

two days later

yo, i'm fucking drowning. i jumped up from my sleep and was awaken to being drenched in water. "WHAT THE FUCK." i yelled.

everyone was laughing around me. "nah, that shit got me pissed." i said getting up and grabbing a towel from the bathroom. "happy birthday, desi." dd smiled at me.

"nah. fuck that." i said grabbing a water bottle and throwing the water in his face. he held back his laugh and walked away.

"its whatever you wanna do, des." damiir said smiling. "i just wanna shop, i guess." i shrugged. "what you mean you guess?" he said getting irritated.

"i wish mami was here, dami. i didn't even want a quince." i admitted. "mama wanted you to go big, you can have a sweet 16, i saved up for you." dami admitted to me.

my heart dropped and i felt bad. "thats the thing damiir. i dont even want any of these big parties. our family in the d.r. was steady talking about that quince shit." i explained. he nodded and pursed his lips.

"i feel you, but you still gonna have a sweet 16, you got to." dami added. i nodded my head and went back into the room with everyone else, dami following.

"so whats the plans, cumpleañera?" darrian joked. "i guess i'm having a sweet 16, when we get back to new york." i shrugged. "what about today?" ethan frowned. "i lowkey wanna go shopping.." i responded.

"ooh nice!" dd cheered to himself. the room got silent and looked at him. "what?" he said looking at everyone. "what happened?" jay asked him.

"shut up." dd snapped back. "i got you a photoshoot at 4." dd smiled at me. at that point, i was excited. "you for real?" i smiled. "hell yeah." he smirked.

"so we all can go shopping and shit, then go to the photoshoot." dd explained. i nodded and went to go ready, and everyone else ran off to their room.

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the first store i went into was xxi forever. "yall, which one is cuter?" i asked the group. they all shrugged their shoulders and made inaudible noises.

"yall stress me out." i said picking up a bunch of clothes and throwing them over dami's shoulder. we went to the counter and guess who paid for it all... dami.

"i guess we can shop for yall now.." i shrugged. "yo, lets go to footlocker real quick." dd said pointing to a footlocker. i nodded my head and followed behind them.

we made into the store and were approached by several employees. "oh no, we're just looking around." i smiled. they all backed away and kept an eye on us.

i picked up the dark concord 12s and showed them to dami. "what you think?" i asked him, admiring the shoe. "you got those already." he sighed. "noo. those are old." i frowned.

i picked up a pair of the cool greys. "them so old, but go head." dami shrugged his shoulders. i started grilling him and then rolled my eyes.

i walked over to darrian and dd. "what yall looking at?" i asked them. "these ugly ass 18s" darrian laughed. "NAHH, THOSE WAS HIS FAVORITE PAIR OF SHOES." dd laughed and darrian joined.

i suddenly remembered that live. "yall tripping." i laughed. "you like these shoes?" dd showed me the pair in his hands. they were the military black 4s. "YOO HELL YEAH!" i yelled in excitement.

"how they got these in footlocker.." i said looking around. "shit, i dont know." he shrugged. "what size you wear?" he asked me. "my feet big bro." i whispered.

"just tell me." he rolled his eyes. "a size 5 in womens." i mumbled. he started busting out laughing and then called for an employee. "can i get these in a size 5 in womens and a size 9 in mens." dd asked the employee.

the employee found the shoes and came back with them for us to try on. "here you guys are." she smiled at the both of us. i smiled back and then grabbed the shoe box from her. dd grabbed the other box from her and opened it.

i took one shoe off and put the other shoe on. "damn these are fire as fuck." i mumbled to my self. "does everything fit fine?" the employee asked us. dd was struggling to put his shoe on.

"can i get a size up?" he asked the young woman. "sure!" she took the other shoebox from him and came back with another one.

i took the other shoe off and put it back into the shoebox. i gave her the shoebox and waited for dd. "i'll have your shoes waiting for you at the counter, okay?" the employee smiled at me.

i nodded at her and then dd handed her his box. "you ready?" i looked over at him. he nodded and he got up from the bench. we met the lady at the counter and i called dami to pay.

"did yall find everything okay?" the man at the counter asked us. "yeah." damiir asked with an attitude. he mad cause all this money he already spent.

"so the cool greys and the military blacks?" he looked at me. "mhm." i hummed. "thats $461.10 dollars." the dude said and dami handing the worker his card.

"thank you for shopping at footlocker." the dude said in a blank ass tone. "oh shit you dd osama." the dude said with more excitement in his voice. "how you know dd but not dam.. okay." i shrugged.

"just scan my shoes bruh." dd said shaking his head. "$222.60 dollars." the worker said. dd handed him some cash and kept it going.

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"DAMI STOP MOVING." i yelled at damiir. the photographer was trying to take our pictures, but damiir kept laughing.

( imagination )

"1.. 2.. 3.."

"1.. 2.. 3.."

me and dami were now done with our photos. "lets do me and dd's next." i smiled. i changed into my clothes and so did dd and the backdrop changed. we got into the positions and..

"1.. 2.. 3.."

"1.. 2.. 3.."

"alright, yall too close." damiir said making the photographer end the pictures with me and dd. "i'm grown nigga." i mugged him. "16 aint grown, the fuck." damiir side eyed me.

"would you like to do your solo photos?" the photographer asked me. "sure." i smiled. i changed into my clothes again and came back, and the backdrop was changed.

"1.. 2.. 3.."

"1.. 2.. 3.."

"okay last oness." i cheered. "come on darrian." i pulled him so he could go change. after he changed i changed after him.

"you guys ready?" the photographer asked us. i nodded and so did darrian. we got into position and then..

"1.. 2.. 3.."

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"oh my god, i'm exhausted yall." i said as we left out of the building. we were going to get the photos sent to us in the mail, and the digital copy emailed.

"i got the picturess." i cheered as i saw the email on my phone. "i looked so bad in this one." i pointed to the one with darrian. "aint nobody gonna be looking at you, i'm in the picture." he snatched my phone and smacked his lips.

i side eyed him and took my phone back. "look daviiii. we are so cute." i smiled at the pictures. "type shit, type shit." he said looking at both pictures.

i laughed and put my phone in my pocket. we all got into the mini van and made our way to the hotel. "ethan, you wanna see?" i asked him. he ignored me and moved his head to the other side.

"whats wrong with you?" i asked him. "i'm sorry, i couldn't get a picture with you." i pouted. he side eyed me and was trying to hold back a smile.

"its cool desi." he mumbled. i nodded my head and sat back in my seat. we made it back to the hotel and i was going to do by 1000th outfit change of the day.

"desi, damiir wanna know if you down to go to bahama breeze." dd asked me as i was in the shower. "uhh sure." i yelled from where i was.

"okay." he responded. i got out of the shower and put out the clothes that were on the counter, i thought i placed out myself.

i walked out of the bathroom and met dd in the bedroom. "bitch we twinnningg." i laughed as i sang the tiktok audio. he mugged me and hid his face as he laughed.

i rolled my eyes and walked out of the door, while he was following me. we met everyone else in the lobby except darrian. shortly after, he came running from the kitchen.

"we legit on our way to the restaurant, and you eating some cheetos." damiir made fun of darrian. damiir rolled his eyes and we made our way to the mini van.

the closest bahama breeze was like 30 minutes away so i HAD to ask for the aux. i sat in the front passenger with damiir. i played only the best, as the birthday girl. happy birthday to me.

☆彡

𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃.

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