❝ 𝐈 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄. ❞

❝ 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋. ❞

zahir ross
📍sugarhill apartments, new york

man, a lot of stuff going on today. i'm supposed to be going to this photoshoot with desi, and her and dd want me to go to her brother's baby shower and gender reveal, ALL TODAY.

"yall ready to go?" desi asked me and dd. i nodded my head and looked over at dd. "i will fight you." he whispered to me. "huh?" desi scrunched up her face. i shook my head and headed out the door.

we never really explained how me and desi know each other of how we met. so i'm going to explain this and get it over with now.

zahir jimenez
📍new york, new york

"aaahh. thank you auntie." i said as i grabbed the fork that she handed to me. i went to the table, sat down, and then blew on my food. "well damn nigga, wait for everyone to get here." dd laughed. i mugged him and continued to blow on my food.

"he mad, he cant make his plate till everyone get here and make theirs." some dude on the other side of me said. i started laughing and randomly coughing. "aye, whats ya name?" i asked him. "its ddot." he said throwing up oy.

i heard the doorbell ring, so dd ran to go get it. "whats up, baby." i heard him say with excitement in his tone. he claimed he pull, when thats a lie. "sorry i came so late, that interview was long." i heard a girl say. "DD, WHOS THAT?" i yelled with my mouth full of food.

"FUCK UP." he yelled back at me. shortly after, they both came into the dining room. "whats up darrian." she said as she pat ddot's back, causing him to choke. "aye des." he said as he was struggling to breathe. i was laughing mad hard at this point.

"i'm desi, and dd this yo son?" she asked dd as she played with my locs. "ion got nothing to do with him." dd joked. "dont worry, you gon be my son." she pat my back. "i'm a grown ass man." i answered.

"NO HE NOT, HE 16." dd yelled from the kitchen. "oh word, i'm 18. we the perfect family." i laughed. i laughed with her and rolled my eyes, jokingly. "that's your cousin, darrian." she pointed to ddot. "wha--?" ddot looked up from his phone with his mouth stuffed.

desi sighed and shook her head. "he piss me off sometimes." she whispered in my ear. dd came back from the kitchen and sat beside her. "yall cousins, right?" she asked the both of us. "mhm." dd hummed.

"oh, what's ya name, son?" she asked me. "zahir." i answered truthfully. "right right. my son, zah." she replied. i nodded my head and finished my plate. "let me go make my plate, i haven't eaten all day." desi got up.

zahir ross
📍on the road, new york

everyone got into the car and desi started driving. "cuzzo, you making some more music soon?" i asked dd. "man, mind your business hoe." dd smacked me. "dont. make. me. beat. your. ass." i yelled at him as i punched him upside his head.

he was flinching in the backseat every time i hit him. "YO YALL SIT DOWNN." desi said pulling me down and was swerving. "if you kill me, i'm jumping out of this car." dd sucked his teeth. "that dont even make sense, dumbass." i rolled my eyes.

desi side eyed me and continued driving to the shoot. i had my phone connected to the bluetooth in her car, and shuffled my playlist. one good ass song came on.

"ROOM FULL OF BEAUTIFUL WOMEN BUT I WANT ONE." i poured my heart out into the song. "ROOM FULL OF WOMEN AND THEY NOTICE ME." desi yelled after me. i turned down the song because dd was interrupting us.

"DESI. desi. you like girls bro?" dd yelled in shock. "davi.. you been knew i swung both ways." desi sighed. "YOU KNEW?" he yelled at me. "that's my moms nigga, of course i'd know." i answered him sarcastically.

"so pretty pr- girl, you belong in a galleryyyy." i continued singing. dd was mugging the fuck out of me in the mirror, so i flipped him off and kept it moving.

desi jimenez

"so i'm going to have you put these on." a woman handed me a black hoodie decorated with red and silver rhinestones forming a target and a bow and arrow.

"and you can put on the matching sweatpants." the woman handed zahir the pants. "okay yall. i'ma be back." i waved at them as i head to the dressing room. after everybody was dressed, we all met in the room where the photos would be taken.

"you looking good, des." david smiled at me. "i know i look good bae, quit playing." i rolled my eyes. "you conceited." dd side eyed me. i nodded my head and laughed.

"bro, they got me looking mad dumb right now, desiii." zahir whined. "you look handsome, son." i reached up to pat his head. "you gonna mess up my line up." he scrunched up his face.

"okay fuck you too, zah." i rolled my eyes and got into line, and he followed behind me. we waited in like after two people. "okay, desi jimenez? the photographer said my name as a question. i nodded my head and walked up to the backdrop.

"hmm, okay." he said as he scanned papers on a clipboard. "mateo ruiz, switch with this young man." he added and looked up. a hispanic male came out of the line and stood beside me. "why are yall so stiff?" the photographer joked.

i posed and so did the boy. i could tell he was staring at me mad hard, so i was trying not to look so good. it's hard to look ugly as a bad ass bitch, ya feel me?

"yonna, switch with desi." the photographer pointed at me, and this beautiful, dark-skinned girl. as i walked past her i complimented her.

i saw dd at the other side of the room, waiting patiently. "okay, zahir come back." the photographer added. i walked over to dd for a second to say something.

"what's wrong, baby?" i asked him. "these girls making me mad uncomfortable." dd said discretely pointing at the girls that were looking at him. i covered my smile with my hand. "it might be done soon." i added before heading back over to where i was.

"YOU! COME HERE!" the photographer exclaimed. i looked at where he was facing, and he was talking about dd. dd widened his eyes and pointed to himself. me and the photographer nodded our heads. dd sighed and ran over to where we were at.

"go head and get into these sweatpants, and come back." the photographer demanded. dd nodded and went to change and then he came back with them on. "switch with zahir." the photographer added. dd pushed zah out the way and zah flipped him off.

"aaaaanddd. desi switch with yonna." he finally said, before taking the photo. we were doing all sorts of poses they wanted us to do. "i aint even a model." dd spoke up. "yall just go to together." the man said as he took one more photo.

"thank you guys so much, we'll send you the photos once they're done processing. you are free to go." he added. i nodded my head and walked off from the backdrop. "son, you okay?" i asked zahir.

"yea, this shoot was wack anywaysss." zahir pursed his lips. i tried to hold back my laugh, but failed. "why time is it?" i asked him. "hmm, it's 1:38 pm right now." zahir answered me, checking his phone.

"nai's baby shower in 22 minutes.." i sighed. "then let's go." zah gasped. "shut the fuck up, lame ass nigga." dd slapped the back of his head. "MAN-- S-- LET ME GO." zahir tried to fight dd back.

i started laughing and slapping my knee. "you guys can keep the clothing." the woman we were greeted with informed us. dd and zahir stopped fighting and nodded their heads.

damiir jimenez
📍yonkers, new york

"hey desi amore." i smiled at desi. "and dd.." i mugged dd. "man, why is it always, oh.. dd. or and dd.. why you so disappointed to see me, me and desi been together for 3 years man." dd expressed.

desi was laughing and pat his back. "hold on.. is that... IS THAT.. Z?" i gasped. desi and dd moved to the side, revealing zahir. "my nephew." i gave him a hug. "how them grades been." i let go off him and crossed my arms. i welcomed the three inside my crib.

he hid his face and shook his head. "he got all c's!" desi cheered. i raised my eyebrows and shrugged. "yall acting like this nigga finna be the class valedictorian." dd spoke up. "bitch, fuck you." zahir slapped him. i started busting out laughing, so did desi.

"SO. where's our babymoms at?" desi asked me. "you mean MINE. she's talking to her parents." i shrugged. zahir sat on the couch beside dd. "yall can play on my xbox?" i asked them. dd's eyes lit up and he quickly nodded his head.

i went to go get it really quickly, and came back with it and set it up to the living room tv. i saw that desi was talking with kenai. we were all playing 2k, z and dd taking turns with the controller.

"so, dami. you really got ya life together." dd started. "yeah, keke changed me." i answered. "you got so much going for you." z added. "shut yo dumb ass up, i'm not done speaking." dd thumped z in the mouth.

zah held his mouth and nodded. "you getting married and having a kid." dd continued. i was confused what this was leading up to. "what you tryna say dd." i sighed. "i dont know, dami. i really love desi, and this shit just weird." dd shrugged.

"YOU TRYNA.. break up with desi" i whispered the last part. "WHAT? NEVER. i was saying i'm ready but i'm not ready." dd said shocked. my heart dropped and my eyes started burning.

"if you are tryna marry her, you got my word. i trust you a lot dd. i know i made her feel safe, but you made her feel safer. you helped her, when i wasn't able to. so go head." i started. dd pursed his lips and nodded. "but if you DONTTT, don't break her heart, cause you know i would drop anything for desi, i'ma handle my time like a g." i continued.

"nah, nah. give me some time, dami. if i felt this way, i would marry desi without a doubt. but i don't want her second-guessing and she might not want to spend her life with me." dd answered. i nodded my head and paused the game.

"then marry her, dd." zahir spoke up. "BRO, SHUT THE FUCK UPPP." dd slapped z. "DD LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE." zahir punched dd in the stomach. i got up from the couch and laughed.

desi jimenez
📍yonkers, new york

"HII NAIII." i cheered as i gave her a hug. "hi, sweet pea." nai squeezed me. we let go of each other and looked at each other. "whatt??" nai laughed. "you look so pretty, sis." i covered my mouth. "you looking pretty yourself." she smiled.

i saw two people walk into the kitchen with us. "oh!" nai gasped. "mom and dad, this is damiir's little sister, desi." she introduced me to her parents. "hey, nice to meet you." i smiled at them.

"nice to meet you, my name is val, and this is kevin." her mom told me and her husband's name. "well, don't mind us. i'm just making myself a plate." val laughed. i nodded my head and smiled.

"is dd here?" kenai asked me. "mhm. him, zah, and dami are in the living room, i think." i said trying to remember. she nodded her head and laughed. "my sisters should be on their way." she informed me.

"the twins?" i asked her. "yeah, my big sister couldn't make it since she's in colorado right now." she explained. "ohh." i pursed my lips. "soo, what you thinking the gender is?" i asked her.

"i want to spoil a baby girl." she smiled. "i want a baby boy to spoil." i jokingly frowned. "then have you a baby." she held her hand on her hip. i scrunched up my face so quick.

"what's wrong with it?" she asked me. "nothing, never thought of kids." i shrugged. "don't think about them too late. don't wanna be one of them late moms." she added. i nodded my head and started thinking.

"girl, i'm playing. dont stress, it's if you're ready, and if dd's the one." she lightly pat my shoulder. "dd's the only one i would have kids with, he's the one for sure. but were you ready?" i shrugged.

"yeah, we were definitely prepared. just, we didn't know when the baby was going to happen. trust me desi, yall have all the time in the world." she hugged me.

"thank you, i'ma take it upon consideration." i nodded my head. "what's the word for i love you?" she asked me. "you wanna say tu culo apestaba." i smiled and fixed her hair.

"aww thank you, sweet pea. tu culo apestaba." she smiled back. i was trying so hard not laugh in her face. "tu trasero tambien apestaba!" i waved at her. as soon as she turned her back i was cackling.

"go show dami your skills!" i yelled loud enough for her to hear me. i followed behind her and went to the living room. "miir. tu culo apestaba!" she kissed his cheek.

dd was laughing and rocking back and forth. "what did she say that meant..?" dami sighed. "it means i love you." nai rolled her eyes. "it means.. your ass stank." dd tried to catch his breath.

kenai turned around a mugged me. before she could say anything else the doorbell rung, and there were knocks on the other side of the door. "AWW, I MISSED YOU KAI AND KAM." she yelled as she hugged her two sisters.

they walked inside and scanned the room. "i don't believe we've met." one of the twins said to me. "i'm desi, and you're..?" i introduced myself. "kameron." she smiled. the other twin introduced herself to me.

"this is dd, and my son zahir." i pointed to them. "YOUR SON?" kai gasped. "she claim me more than my actual dad do." zahir laughed. "he's dd's cousin." i added. they nodded their head and understood.

damiir jimenez
📍yonkers, new york

"okay, so we supposed to pop the balloons?" i asked kenai's parents. "yess." val smiled. i held the large white balloon in my right hand, and kenai had the pin in her hand.

i was so nervous, everything was beginning to become real. this moment really made me realize how much i've had to change. and the fact that i did this all for kenai. she brought that side out of me, and desi was proud of me. i finally felt accomplished.

they did their countdown, but i still wasn't ready. i closed my eyes and i heard the sound of the balloon pop. everyone around me was cheering, which caused me to open my eyes.

"YOOO." i yelled as i noticed the confetti on the ground. "OH MY GODD, BABEE." kenai cheered as she saw my reaction. "YESSS BROOO." desi cheered as she ran up to the both of us. man i'm happy to have this baby with my future wife.

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