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NOT THAT SERIOUS 1.

Eleven - Khalid ft Summer Walker

The sun was slowly diseapring, giving his place to the moon. Hopefully, the weather was still hot in summer evening. Summer evening were always hot in Chicago.

Since the sun took off his shift, there was a light breeze that Gemma loved. It reminds her of her childhood moments. When she was playing around with her brothers in the neighborhood, only remembering they better be home when the streets lights were on.

Gemma used to thought this little breeze has a particular smell. A pleasing mix of warm concrete and food cooking. To her, it was the smell of happy moments and little life joy.

Her fingers were playing with pages while she was checking her order book. she got up and got close to her kitchen window to let the breeze carress her face and make fade her anxiety away.

She had a lot on her mind lately.

Cracking slowly her neck, a raw bone sound rang, making her feel better. She felt ready to begin the cakes order she got for the day after. When all the ingredients were on the wood island she put her apron on.

« Six eggs » she whispered to herself

She didn’t have the time to open the first one that her phone started ringing

•Adam Wilson 💍 is calling

Gemma looked briefly at the screen. Not bothered enough to stop what she was doing to take the call. Not wanting to see his name written on her screen. Even if she had empty hand she didn’t want to pick up.

« Oh now you want to call «  she said with a sarcastic smirk. She had push on that mental button. You know that dangerous one ? The one when you stop caring.

When the fifth eggs was in the bowl, the phone stopped ringing. Making Gemma less irritated. She kept on following her recipe making sure to take her time to have a perfect result when her phone noticed her a text message.

•Florian Munteanu : Have you ate ?

The young woman kept doing her task, but took a minute to respond

« Hey Siri ! Send a text to Florian » she said out loud

« What would you like to say ? » the voice answered

« No and hello to you too »

« Your text to Florian says: no and hello to you too. Do I have to send it ? »

« Yes »

He had this bad habit not grating her properly that mess up with her every time. By the time, she was sure he was doing it on purpose. Few second went by before her phone rang again.

•Florian Munteanu is calling

A little smile came across her lips. Gemma put down the wood spoon she was holding and grabbed gently so her phone.

« Good evening sir » she said softly. Didn’t want to sound too happy but not to cold either.

« Look out your balcony » his voice said on the same tone

Gemma’s eyes went up looking though her small flat directly on her balcony. Nothing. Her left hand find her hip.

« First of all you really need to grate people, that’s a major issue with you »

A soft smile took place back on her lips when she detected a chuckle on the phone. Damn she love that sound.

« Second of all, there is nothing on the balcony » she continued

« Come on it, I’m down stairs « 

She wanted to take her time. Making him wait a little. But her foot betrayed her. And in less than six second, she was already opening the balcony door.

The breeze crashed on her face, harder that time, making her have goosebumps. Putting her free forearm on the cold fence she looked down and couldn’t fight a bigger smile.

Gemma looked at Florian few long seconds, feeling her heart beat more faster and blood warm up her cheeks, before speaking again through the phone

« What are you doing here ? « 

«  I am hungry. You are hungry. Do the maths.»

Gemma laughed kindly, amused about what she just heared.

« Well-« she started again

« Oh and that’s smile. I wanted to see that smile too. » Florian said, slowly leaning on his grey shinning car.

Oh if she could jump out of the balcony to. To nothing. She better think straight and stop smiling that hard.

« I’m busy, I am making an order for tomorrow » Gemma answered looking at the horizon

Few seconds droped, making the growing tension between these two thicker. He knew how much Gemma loved to have him beside her but at the same time, how uncomfortable she was to have a man, who wasn’t hers in her house. But looking at the circumstances, and how much time he been spending time between this four wall, he gave it a shot.

« I could help. I can be handy you don’t have no idea » he said trying to sugar coat her.

Gemma’s eyes felt back on the tall man, feeling his elicit tone, raising her heart’s rythm a new time.

« I’m on a baby shower pack, fourty guests. Are you ready fo that ? » she warned him. It’s gon be a lot of fun for her, she absolutely loved what she was doing. But was he ready ?

« I was born ready sweetheart » Florian said, walking to the block door and ending the communication.

When Gemma understood that Florian had end the phone call, she ran to the bathroom, refreshing her curls, putting on lip balm and perfume. She wanted to put on something more presentable under the apron and showing less skin but the ring door stop her.

On the small road to her front door, she grabbed a chewing-gum and throwed it in her mouth. She didn’t want to look good for him. She just wanted him not to see her as a crackhead. Just to keep the myth alive. She turned her door key and opened the heavy door revealing the trouble maker.

When the door was opened enough to see each other, deep brown eyes and hazel ones met and locked without a word being said. Gemma chewed her inner cheeks, leaning on the door so Florian could come in. He stepped in, never leaving her eyes even if her moisturized legs was calling him.

When he entered in the place, his body was so close to her that his smell went straight to Gemma´s nose. With that she took time breathing the rough and sensual cologne.

Now in the flat and eyes still fighting, Florian saw Gemma closing the door without watching it. Earring the door locked he came closer and grabbed her chin with his thumb and index, making her squeez her eyes. He took his time, contemplating her features, as if he doesn’t watch her every night on her Instagram picture since they met. Don’t judge him, he was a huge fan.

Finally he kindly pecked her left cheek making sure to take his time to let the gesture show how much he was caring about her. Her body leaned naturally into his and she let her arms find his strong back.

« How’s my gem doin ?» he asked still close to her face and wrapping one arm around her shoulder to got closer to her

« I was great until your call » she whispered in a playful tone

« Of course » replied chuckling « what’s under the apron » he continued slipping his hands on her hips

« Chill out, I’m fully dressed « she said pushing him back and showing her outfit hidden by the protection « don’t take your dream for reality » she answered finally going back to the kitchen

« That’s too bad, I’m into that kind of surprise» he said following her with a large smile on his face

« You should try keep some stuff to yourself « she responded already out of word with the man.

His only answer was winking at her before washing his hands in the kitchen sink.

___

Florian was a dissipated help. But he was still one. Once they finished the cake order, they decided to call an Uber eat. They were in the mood for something fat and sweet.

When the food arrived, they sat on the island chairs next to another talking about their week, sharing news and stories. The discutions kept flowing as both of them haven’t catch up the day before.

Feeling already full and like she needed a shower, Gemma excused herself to go use the restroom, leaving her phone on the island.

Florian kept eating, taking good care of his little friend’s leftovers and enjoying the sound vibe from her speaker.

It’s was near 3 am and he had a busy day, but he didn’t felt tired at all.

Florian was a project manager in a developer agency. It made him laugh sometimes looking at his position. Indeed he wasn’t a big fan of technical side on web. But during his commercial studies he met some classmates and got curious with their project. He liked it so much that he asked to join the course. Now He was happy to do a job he was enjoying every single day.

Today was full indeed. Customers meeting, team meeting, late afterwork and now Gemma. He enjoyed those type of moment with her, unplanned ones. To be honest, he never dare to voice it out loud but she was the best thing which happened to him since a long time.

He stood up, putting empty bags in the trash and cleaning the island so everything was fresh. Suddenly the music stopped making his face frowned for a second when he understood that someone was calling Gemma. He came back on his step and leaned on the island, checking at the screen

•Adam Wilson 💍 is calling

He looked at the light screen, palms on the island, wondering if he should answer.

Of course not. Why should he do that. That’s a bitch move. There were no reason for him to answer that phone. But at the same time, he wanted that guy to free his place. His time was over.

When the screen phone went black again he cracked his right thumb, making a bone sound and letting his tempting thoughts go way.

After ten minutes Gemma came back in the kitchen all clean, fresh face and dressed in her oversized black shirt of B2K.

The sight made Florian want to laugh because the shirt looked like he have been trough war.

« Stop making fun of me in my house, that’s direspectful » she said grabbing the end of her drink and sipping it with her straw.

He wanted to tease her again but her phone started ringing again. They both looked at the screen, watching Adam’s name move on it. When Gemma stepped forward to grab her phone, Florian took the opportunity to take place behind her and trapped her body against the island.

The young woman wanted to decline the call but Florian presence made her look back at him with a wondering face still facing the furniture.

« He called you few minutes ago » he said grabbing her hips « you should take it before he dies from blue balls, he must be horny as fuck to call you at this time »

She hit him with her elbow, making him hide his right part ribs with his hand and laughing at the act.

« Don’t be so violent with me, you know I like when you’re soft »

« Technically he can call me whenever he wants. On the other hand you, your Gemma’s house curfew is ringing, you know the drill. » She said patting his torso with both of her hands now facing him

When Florian usually come to her crib at evening, the night can be very long. To her the time seems to fly, but he used to stay over 3 or 4am. Feeling guilty about the situation, she decided to make him leave at 3 am. Even if she was having a good moment, it was clear that if Adam was having a girl over his flat till 4 am, she would not appreciate it at all. So even if Florian was a very good company rules were rules.

« I know, I know » he replied putting his hands up. « You saw ? I even clean the mess » he pointed at the clean island

« Don’t make me congrat you for doing the bare minimum, it’s lame » Gemma rolled her eyes at the sentence

« You ain’t got no heart »

« Oh really ? »

« Dead serious » he said looking at her with a straight face even if he was deeply making fun of her

« Alright then » she went to her fridge « let me eat the Oreo donuts I made by my own hands and saved for you » she said taking the box out of the fridge

Florian looked at her with a challenging sight.

« You didn’t finish your food, you don’t like Oreo and you made them for me. You wouldn’t do this « he said feeling confident

« Try me » she replied sucking the chocolate off her finger.

Florian watched her carefully. Trying to save that scene in a particular box of his brain before stepping toward her in a low pace. His tall figure dominated hers when he was close enough.

Grabbing a donut he took it in front of Gemma’s lips.

« Go on, I’m watching » he told her

She blank slowly her long lashes. Not sure about what to do when she eared a text notification taking her back to earth.

« Sir, take your stuff and go home » she said exhaling

« You know I like your cakes « he answered taking a bite « but do you know which one I’d really like to eat ? »

Speechless by what she just eared, Gemma showed her front door, mentioning to Florian to leave.

Laughing about how she acted, he put back the donut in the box and kiss her temple, letting some sugar coat on it.

« Good night sweetheart « 

« Send me a text when you’re home » she said loud enough so he can ear her when he passed the door

« Yes ma’am »

___

Gemma watched Florian’s car left the parking. She left her balcony when she eared his car making a acceleration sound. « He is going to kill himself one day » she thought. She check her front door and her turned off lights before going to bed. Once she was under her thick blanket despite the temperature, Gemma took her phone and unlocked it

•Adam Wilson 💍: 1 message

The last thing she wanted to do was open it. But she got admit she dismissed him all evening. Now she was the bad guy. Maybe she was since few months now. Her thumb tapped on the screen taking the decision for her before she started asking herself too much questions.

•Adam Wilson 💍

We should talk. I don’t know for you but I feel like things are going pretty weird.

Gemma read the text. Every word and every ponctuation, making sure she understood well. She read it a last time before lock her phone and put it on her night table and cover herself.

« I don’t want to talk. » she whispered to herself

___

« Thank you so much for all of this ! It looks delicious «  the young lady said closing the box in her hand

« Oh no thank you for your order, I hope you will enjoy every bite « Gemma replied happy to see her customer smile

« Oh we will for sure ! « 

« Don't forget to take pictures and to send me feedback so I can keep on improving my style »

« We will ! »

Gemma weaved back at the pregnant woman and got in her car removing her mask. She grabbed her phone and unlocked it before checking one of her to-do list boxes. She wanted to open her Instagram app when she changed her mind real quick

« You know what just call him. « she told herself trying to find some courage

Once again, her thumb moved faster than her mind wanted and the tonality already started ringing

« Looks who is back from the dead » Adam said on monotone voice

« Hi Adam « Gemma answered trying to sound as normal as possible

« Woaw you the one ghosting me but you're the one using my first name » he continued on a playful tone

« How you been Mr Wilson » she said wanting to move on

« Everything's good on my side, what's up with you ? I barely have your news this week »

« I'm ok, working a lot I guess. And you seem to want some space so I respected that « she cleared her throat looking at her window car

« Did I tell you such a thing ? « Adam said in a serious voice

« That is what I understood from your late behavior. But it's ok I totally understand I mean I'm the type of girl that wants to have my own space sometimes. »

Some seconds went by before Adam talked again

« I called you last night »

« Yea I saw your calls and your texts but I was bu-« 

« Doing what ? « He cuted her

Gemma stayed a little surprise about how he cuted her and the tone he used

« I was making an order »

« Alright so you couldn't take time to reply to your boyfriend while baking one damn cake. »

Gemma's eyebrows frowned hard on her face hearing the last part of the sentence. She didn't reach him a lot this week, she could hear that but talking shit about her work ? That was not going to pass

« I beg your pardon ? « She asked again to be sure he wanted to go on that way

« I - «  he stopped himself to continue collecting his thoughts. « It's just that I didn't know that we were begging for attention now. »

« I’m kind of lost, you the one acting hella cold when I text or call you, but at the same time I'm not showing you enough attention. Alright I see how it is. »

« Look maybe we should see each other to talk about that, I don't really like the way that convo is going »

Gemma stayed silent. She saw very clearly where this conversation was going, but she didn't like how things were expressed.

« We haven't see each other for almost two weeks, I miss you » few seconds dropped once again before he continued « don't you miss daddy ? »

Gemma tried to suppress the sound of her chuckles. She missed him a little, she could agree on that. But what made her laugh was the daddy thing. It remind her one conversation she had with Florian

---

« What did you say ? » Florian asked so surprised that it stoped him from taking a bite from his burger

« I'm not into it, it just doesn't work for me » Gemma said dipping her fries in her pepper sauce

« Na I don't believe you. Have you tried it ? » he replied few minutes later still shook by what she said

« Yes ! » she answer moving her hands and rolling her eyes

Florian wanted to ask so badly with who because the person she had tried it with could change everything but he rather not. He didn't want to sound disrespectful. So he just frowned his mouth showing her that he was skeptical about her statement.

« Go on try it on me » he said ready to laugh again

« Mister Munteanu, I have a dad, and you're not him so just forget about it, I dont know it's like-« 

« I feel like you are going to say some bullshit » he said putting back his drink on the table, not wanting to spit it everywhere

« Listen ! It's like you calling the girl you are baging Mama beacause you're having a good time, it make no sens for me»

Florian licked his pink lips, letting his head fall back. To him it was just not the same thing. But feeling like she was too stubborn to change her mind, he moved on to another subject.

« That's what your having when you have sex ? A good time ? « He said looking at her with a large and judging grin before sipping his drink from his straw making sound on purpose

Gemma growned before hiding her face with both of her hands. She finally started laughing, tired of having every word judged by the man beside her.

---

« You're right it's been a long time since we caught up »

« Could you come to my place ? »

« I'm kind of busy for the two next day but I saw a cute restaurant spot in town, we should try it if you’re down for it ? »

« Alright I guess, look I have to go, text me the address « 

« No prob » she said checking her eyes lashing in the mirror

« Alright love you »

« Me to-« 

The call ended before she could finish what she was saying. She looked at her wallpaper screen without really watching it, already lost in her thought. It would be harder than she thought.

She couldn’t believe the mess she was into.

—-

Hey 👋🏾 😅 it’s me, with only one chapter 💀

Anyways I hope you will enjoy it no matter what, and I swear the chapter two is already well began !

Sorry for any mistake you could find

Love you

[praphit]

Shang-Chi! and the Rings of Daddy Murder Death!

When the trailer for this movie first came out, I was hyped! From the cast, to the bad ass bus scene, to Wong vs The Abomination,

 I was sold! 

Of course you had the people who came out saying "This is Marvel trying to be woke again. Hate crimes against Asian people on the rise, and here comes Marvel with Shang-Chi" We know this to be crazy, because Marvel already had this in the works, but certain people still reacted that way. But, even if that notion were true, would that be so bad?

It wouldn't absolve the ignorance, hatred, violence, and toxicity. But, if someone in Hollywood said "We've screwed over Asian people in films for like... ever. What if this time we choose a popular Asian character to base a movie on, and we DON'T do that?"

Now, (being that this movie supposedly leans on Chinese culture, with Shang-Chi being Chinese) China might argue that they still did them wrong (valid racist historical ptsd, cultural splicing, the whole martial arts thing, plus the main character is actually Canadian). It's not my place to weigh-in. But, I will say that making Shang-Chi Canadian, NOT a martial artist, but instead a hockey player, who loves Drake, and co-starring another Canadian, like Micheal Cera or someone 

probably wouldn't have worked as well for the MCU. Then, maybe Canada would have a problem with Marvel. I don’t envy movie-makers in this context. 

When I was a kid I was big into Black Belt Theater, Bruce Lee movies, 

Bruce Leroy, 

and within my love for martial arts and fighting entertainment was 

Shang-Frickin-Chi. 

I liked it, though I remember it being a lil racist. It's weird going back in time to see your fav childhood shows and books that wouldn't fly today:

I mean we've certainly been a lot more sensitive these days:

Regardless, Shang-Chi is here! (played by Canada's main man Simu Liu) He goes by the name of Shaun! 

Don't let that name fool you. Shaun will whup that ass! He says "Bleep all those super powers, and serums, a suits, and magic, and the rubber bones of Widow! That's some ol bullshit! All I need is my Wu-Tang style!" A style fueled by his daddy issues. And he's got some serious daddy issues. To be fair, his dad is the villain of the story. If your father was the active villain of your story, you'd also have issues.

Awkwafina is his sidekick

(much better than Michael Cera would be), she plays as Katy. That's fun. Every Katy I've ever known has been fun... and a heavy drinker:) This Katy is here to drive fast and crack jokes.

Ladies and Gentlemen, your new Marvel duo!

It's not just daddy issues for Shang-Chi, but mommy issues (she dead), avoidance issues, his sister kicks him in the balls. He didn't even seem shocked. I mean, his balls were shocked, for sure, but it seemed like she just did that all of the time. I'm imagining Christmas when they were kids. "Here's your gift, bro. KNEE TO THE NUTS Merry Christmas" What kind of relationship is that? And why?! - well, he did abandon her for like 10 years, but... you know, that's plenty of time for her to get over it, right?? So, we'll say sister issues, his daddy training him to be an assassin issues, and his friends have issues with him! - AND KATY! They don't respect Marvel's new duo. They think Shaun and Katy should be doing more with their lives.

They are both valets during the day, and at night they rock drunken karaoke. That seems like the perfect life to me.

But, Daddy and his power rings couldn't allow them to keep living the dream. I haven't mentioned the ten rings yet. 

They give him super-duper-magical martial arts powers, and make him eternal. AND made him an asshole.

To be fair, he was probably already an asshole before the powers. He's been killing a lot of people. You figure he's been around for 1000+ years. His wife is dead, and he has no hobbies. It's not like he kills a few people and then goes home to read a book, or play video games, or make TikTok videos. It's sunrise to sunset killing all day, every day for generations. Then, he forms an evil terrorist group called "Ten Rings" to amplify his killing.

"Murder Death Rings" are what they should be called.

"Daddy Death Punchy Time"

""Dead Doomy Rangs of Killer Dad"

"The Legendary Killer Rings of Deadly Death Death Murder Pops"

"The... " sorry, I've been drankin a lil bit while I write... I lost my place.

I like "Daddy Death" Where was I?

Right! He can't have Shaun being happy! We've gotta get this plot going, so he sends the only white dude he can find in this movie to start some trouble for them. I guess, there might have been a couple of more white people in the film, but they all got the snot beat out of them in that bus scene. This white dude's name is "Razor Fist", yep... "Razor Fist!". 

At least they didn't stick to the original design. 

Ridiculous. How does he use the bathroom?

He's played by Florian Munteanu, who is a former heavy weight boxer. Yeah! Was also in "Creed" his nickname is "The Big Nasty". Isn't that a drink? A bartender once offered me to sample a drink called "The Big Nasty". I chose to go with a drink that doesn't have "nasty" in its title. ... I think he was offering me a drink.

???

"Daddy Murder Death" and "Sharp Fisty Man" spark this thang. And Shaun becomes Shang-Chi, beater of ass!

The visuals in this movie are the best Marvel has done to date. The action is so good. I just got finished raving about the action in "Black Widow"; this surpasses that. I dug the cast. I know some people don't like Awkwafina, but... get over it. She was great in this; everybody was!

I loved the soundtrack! I'm not normally the "I loved the soundtrack guy" , but it was perfect. It begs to be mentioned.

No issues with the story. And the emotions that they're stirring in you. Whew!

One moment I'm enjoying the beater of ass, then Katy is making me laugh, then the slew of issues got me in my feelings, then the visuals wow me, then more swelling issues, back to ass beating - all the way through.

And the ending! True, Marvel has a formula (and this sticks to it), but if it ain't broken, why bleep with it?? The ending was Game of Thrones-ish, but with light so a brotha can see, and all the colors of the rainbow - like a Skittles commercial with martial arts.  Fun! - so not like GOT at all, I guess. The only fun they had was when there was torture or prostitution going on.

I don't have anything bad to say about the movie. They could have shaved 5-10 mins off, but I won't take off for that; there's just too much to love about this!

Grade: A+

Fun for the whole family! I can see the fam working through some issues after the watch.

Daughter: "You know, Dad. That asshole dad of Shang-Chi kinda reminds me of you."

Mom: "Daughter! You do NOT talk to your father that way!"

Daughter: “Just sayin...”

Dad: "That's interesting, cuz his ungrateful, bitch of a daughter reminds me of YOU!"

Mother and Daughter: *gasp

Son: *laughs

Dad: "All I want you to do is take your school work seriously and maybe date a guy who doesn't smell like weed!"

Daughter: "I'll have you know that's his natural smell! And maybe I'd focus more on school, if I didn't have to focus on YOU being such a BLEEPING ASSHOLE, DAD!"

See, that's healthy dialogue, right there. Maybe the family that watches this movie buys mommy a bunch of guns for protection, so she doesn't end up dead like the mommy in this movie. Like a ridiculous amount of guns!

And I could see brother and sister kicking each other in the crotch to resolve their differences. BUT, if they're close-by, fighting each other, then there's no time to abandon one another.

Marvel does it again!

Whichever of the Marvel films is your favorite, this one will probably be up there as well.

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My Shiny Teeth and Me

Quick idea I had after seeing the story and post about Flo going to the dentist while he’s in Australia (which was adorable lol) and I hope you guys like it☺️!

Pairing: Florian MunteanuxBlack Reader

Warning(s): None, all fluff💕

“Lennox! C’mon buddy or you’re gonna be late for the dentist.” Holding the small Spider-Man backpack in his hand, he waits on the other side of the playground fence for the four-year-old to finish saying bye to all his friends, smiling to himself at how adorable the pre-schooler looked.

“Mommy can’t come?,” he asks, small hand being completely enveloped by Florian’s as they crossed the parking lot.

“No not this time, remember she’s still at work but is gonna meet us after to eat ok?”

“Ok,” he replies with a pout as he’s buckled in his car seat.

“Hey don’t look so sad, we’re still gonna have fun!,” he smiles, tickling him under his chin until he begins squirming in his seat from his fit of giggles.

Knowing how nervous he was, Florian tried his best to make Lennox laugh or get his mind off of what was coming the whole car ride to the appointment. However, he wasn’t really up for fun right at the moment.

Like most kids his age, he was afraid of the dentist and had been despising this day since the last appointment when he found out he’d have to come again. It also didn’t help that his mom wouldn’t be there, who usually would take him to his appointments and hold his hand to make him feel better.

Both you and Florian told him that he would hold his hand and comfort him, but Lennox still wanted you there. Although he didn’t say anything about it, you were sure that he probably felt some type of way from his son treating you as if you were the favorite parent.

Walking through the wooden doors of the office, Lennox clings onto his dad’s leg as he walks up to sign him in.

“Hey Mr. Munteanu, how’s everything?,” Dr. Edwards asks while walking another patient out.

“Good! But Lennox is still a bit nervous,” he answers whispering the last part. Holding on as if he were a scared cat caught in a tree, Lennox buries his face behind his father’s knee.

“I see, well Lennox I promise it won’t hurt. I’m just gonna clean your teeth so they can stay healthy.”

“Right, and I’ll be there too so nothing will happen to you.”

Taking turns looking from Florian to the dentist, he slowly let’s go and moves to stand beside him. “Ok, I’m ready.”

Following Dr. Edwards to the exam room, Lennox sits in the chair fiddling with his hands as he nervously looks at the tools on the table beside him.

“I know you’re still a bit nervous so how about I do a quick exam on your dad so you can see what all I do? You can even help me if you want?”

Handing him the tool with the small mirror on it, the small child slightly perks up at this idea as he nods his head.

“Great! First let’s look in his mouth with the mirror to make sure we don’t see anything bad,” he explains helping Lennox guide the tool around Florian’s mouth.

“I don’t see anything how about you Dr. Lennox?”

“Nope! All clean!,” he answers handing the tool back to Dr. Edwards. “Good job tata!”

“Next, we’d use this tool to get in between the teeth to get out anything stuck like food. Then if everything’s ok, we’d start brushing with this.”

Watching him hold up the humming tool, Lennox nervously grabs Florian’s hand letting out a soft whimper.

“It’s ok! See it doesn’t hurt.” Holding out his hand, he lets Dr. Edwards use the electric toothbrush on his hand, circling it around a couple times to show nothing would happen.

After watching his dad for a few minutes, he holds out his hand so the dentist can do the same to him.

“So do you think you can sit in the chair like a big boy and get your teeth cleaned?,” Florian asks, lightly playing with the curls on top of Lennox’s head.

“...yea I think so.”

———

“MOMMY!!! I’M BIG LIKE TATA!!” Running up to you when you got close enough to the table, Lennox jumps into your arms hugging you tight.

“You are! I take it the dentist went well?,” you ask leaning over to kiss Florian as you sit down.

“It did, he helped the dentist check my teeth so he could get comfortable, and then he sat in the chair and said he was ready.”

“Yea I was a big boy!! And I got a sticker and toothbrush!” Holding up his plastic bag, he shows you his new lime green toothbrush, travel sized toothpaste, floss, and Spider-Man sticker.

“Oh wow that’s great love! I’m so proud of you!!,” you smile kissing his forehead.

“And then after, tata went to Krispy Kreme and got us do-,”

“Ok buddy let’s let mommy order her food yea?,” Florian interrupts gently covering the small child’s mouth making him giggle.

“Be glad I’m too excited about him not being afraid anymore that I’ll ignore the donuts,” you smirk, glancing at Florian before looking at the menu to figure out what you wanted.

“Mommy I want tata to always take me. We have fun!,” Lennox smiles before starting to color in his small booklet.

“Oh ok, yea that’s fine love.” Although you were smiling, you couldn’t lie and say that it didn’t hurt how he seemingly didn’t need or want you to go with him anymore. Clearly reading your mood, Florian slides your chair closer to him and wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Babe it’s ok, he loves you and will still want you to take him.”

“Yea I know, but it’s like I’ve been replaced,” you slightly pout lying your head on his arm as you watch your son in his own little world continue coloring.

“Well remember what you told me, although it may seem like it Lennox doesn’t have a favorite parent and loves us equally.”

“That was when I was the favorite though,” you reply making Florian laugh in his signature boisterous style.

“Then maybe you’d still be the favorite if you bought him donuts,” he smirks before sitting back and sipping his water as you smack at his chest.

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Video: Florian Munteanu - Creed II London Premiere Nov 2018

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Waves Pt. 1/2

Author: Champagnesugamama 

Summary: Well I was SUPPOSED to be working on All That Glitters, but I saw this pic and was listening to the song Waves by: Normani & 6lack and this was the lovechild of that mashup! 

Warning: Sexual tension?, slight smut, slight teeny bit of angst(gotta squint), Adult language and themes, Fine ass Florian Munteanu cause EVERYONE needs a warning for him.

      Thank God for the weekend

I'ma go out with my friends, I'd rather let the liquor sink in

Than the thoughts of you that I should not be thinking

“Thank god for weekends,” Y/n murmurs from the entrance of the kitchen as you kick off your heels and strip out of  your clothes, throwing them in the hamper by the washing room door. Pressing play on the answering machine, you make a beeline to the wine chillin’ in the fridge.

     “Hey Y/n...It’s Tyrone...from Costco's?....We met over your dog’s food,” You snorted knowing damn well you didn’t have a dog, but the muscle memory of the past crept past your barriers at that exact moment, and as to not look like a damn fool just staring at dog food, you brought a 10lb bag of $26 dog food for a dog you don’t even have. Already feeling emotionally drained from the forced walk of shame down memory lane, you clicked delete and proceeded to the next messages.      

  When I'm with someone else, it's feeling like I'm cheating

I just might go off the deep end

     “Hey Giiiiirrrrrlllll....Bitch, I know you not still trippin’ over that cute ass Russian dude...Never mind don’t even answer that cause I already know the damn answer. You are comin’ out with us tonight, and that was not a request Ms. I-Like-to-plan-shit-and-then-not-go headass. All the new fine ass actors are going to be at Club One tonight. You know the niggas from that Creed shit. SO be ready ready by 9:30 tonight or you gon catch these fuckin’ hands. Love you bitch bye.” Well shit, your romantic evening by yourself just got thrown out the window. The clock above your stove said 5:30 P.M. You barely had enough time to do your hair.

     You took one more mirror selfie, when you heard Tara loud ass screaming outside of your apartment. Damn can’t take her ass nowhere! Shit now I gotta hurry up cause my nosy ass neighbor will call the police on her irritating ass. I ran out to Tara’s packed ass black Escalade and hopped my happy ass in the front seat.

     “OOOOO BITCH! I know you wasn’t comin to play! Who you tryin’ to catch out here! DAMN! My bitch lookin’ like a whole ass bag of monnnneeeeyyyy!” I made sure to pose and stick my tongue out at her Instagram story, doing a little twerk in the seat. 

     “Shiiitttt bitch you talking about me? You looking like you about to steal somebody daddy, son, nephew, and boss fuck outta here.” I said hyping her back up, as I plugged up my phone to play Cardi B’s Money. 

     We pulled up to VIP, and stepped out one at a time as to not overwhelm the masses. Every head turned in the direction of the music bumpin’ from the truck. We always arrive AFTER the celebrities to make an entrance. I lead my girls to the VIP entrance and wait for the bottle girl to escort us to our seats with the sprinklers, flashlights, and shit. When we walked in every bitch in the club stopped to see who was comin up in VIP, and every nigga broke their neck to stare at our asses. I felt like a zoo animal walking through the dance floor and up the VIP stairs, but I liked that shit. It made me feel better than I have in the last 6 months. I could feel the energy from the club pulsing through my chest and head, as we put our shit up.

Flo’s P.O.V.

     “Ayo, Flo. Is that yo girl?!” I heard Michael call from across the VIP. I put down the hookah I was smokin’ and looked over at him.

     “What you talking about man?” I asked him confused as fuck. How does he know Y/N.

     “The girl that you got hella pictures of? Yea she walkin up the VIP stairs. And you stalk the shit out of her Instagram.” Oh shit. I look over to the stairs and saw some bullshit. I know she ain’t come in this club lookin like that. She looked at me and I pretended to be interested in the hookah in front of me as I watched her pass. Damn she looks good. Why did I stop talking to her again? Oh shit the movie. I had to focus, but I can’t remember her ever being a distraction to anything I did. She walked like she owned the world, and she did. She is my world. I should have never let her go. She was my peace in this new hectic fame driven world. She never wanted anything from me, and she is the only one that cared about me in this new media storm bullshit.

Y/N P.O.V.   

      I keep on going through the motions

But we ended long ago, I should be numb to these emotions

But you flood my memory just like an ocean, and

And I was drowning in devotion

     Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I didn’t think Florian was gonna be here tonight! I froze at the top of the stairs and just stared at him. All of the love, hurt, passion, and resentment filled my chest like lead butterflies. God, I fucking missed him, but I’m still hurt over the way he ended our relationship. I guess I was just feelin’ him more than what he felt for me. Tara tapped me on the ass, and I snapped out of my stupid ass reminiscing. Fuck him. I’m here to have a good ass time with my girls. Imma just ignore his fine ass. As we got to our assigned booth, my walk past a nigga like he ain’t shit game was on point. Shit, I didn’t even glance back when I passed, but I felt him staring at me. Fuck! Why did that white Tee look so fucking good on him? Damn I need some good dick! That’s the problem, I need some Dick! Imma Find me a nigga tonight!     

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