⤷MS REESE.ˎˊ˗ | PART 1/5
a juju watkins fanfic | ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• 0:10 LOYALTY kendrick.l ft Rihanna
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ꕀ contains juju!xsleepy!fem. pure fluff. juju being gentle and calm. mature language.
𓍼word count | 1.2k
masterlist | wattpad | part two
༝in which , kyera finally got her call from juju post game.
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KYERA REESE was .. dramatic. she was also a crybaby. sensitive.. indecisive.. stuborn.. everything under the sun. but there was one person who loved her no matter what..
judea skies watkins.
kyera had a busy day. it was sunday. and in her words? the worse day of her life.
she began her period at the asscrack of dawn. ran out of tampons and her granny panties. her smoothie machine broke and her silk press was fried dyed and laid to the motherfuckin side.
hut what made kyera's day worse..? im talking bad bad bad bad. her girlfriend. her wife. the 6 to her 7. her little croissant. (juju hates being called that but hey!) wasnt going to be home when reese got off work.
juju was gonna be in new york. playing syracuse.
kyera wanted to die that morning.
when she arrived home. she arrived to deuce sitting at the door looking as cute and unbothered as possible with his big ole eyes.
"hi mommys man." she crouched down her keys jingling following her as she scratched behind deuce's ears feeling on his small grey hairs. he sneezed.
kyera couldn't do the baby like that.
SHE WAS fresh out of the shower. she knew la times were different from new york she swore she could stay up to catch the game. she was so prepared to.
had her juju cardboard next to her. (yes she made juju ask her boss for the cardboard after the degree commercial.) white fluffy blanket over her hair. silk press in a bonnet. pita chips layed out and deuce cuddled at her feet.
the tv played faintly.. and chloe felt her eyes flutter right before they introduced number tweleve but my girl was already asleep.
AFTER FOUR hours kyera's ipad vibrated against her back kyeras body was limp as her eyes fluttered open. annoyed by the sudden noise. she blindy turned over and reached behind her the beeping louder and not muffled.
she rubbed her eyes with a sigh answering not egen reading who it was probably was her bestfriend kayla...she didnt mention she had some good gossip earlier.
kyeras lipgloss was smudged.— silk press out the bonnet and all over her face. she had ripped her eyelashes off now looking like the moon emoji.
"hello?" kyera groggily greeted closing her eyes due to the bright light.
"hi." said a familiar voice that always always sent chills down kyeras spine kyeras eyes shot open and she was quick to turn off her camera.
dammit she told juju she was sexy all the time.
juju was in her hotel room laying on her stomach. in the background you can see juju's bags way to many she literally had one dedicated to just her shoes.
she had on a white tank top that hugged her b cup and some white shorts — and of course her nike socks and her high bun was still in.
juju laughed tiredly on the other end covering her face. — with a breathe catching sigh she spoke. — "baby." she hummed.
kyera was now ran to the bathroom trying to fix herself up , "yes??" she trailed redoing her lipliner.
"turn you're camera back on."
"onee second."
"kyera."
"ju baby—"
"on"
kyera who didnt even look somewhat decent sighed — propping the phone up on her and jujus grey toothpaste cup holder and turned on her camera off with a pout.
juju smirked. "you look.. pretty." she complimented blinking slowly— her eyes low and hooded but so fucking cute.
kyera rolled her almond eyes grabbing her orange washcloth— "yeah yeah.. how was the game.?" she questioned turning the hot water on to begin washing her face.
juju looked away thinking for a second. "long. we beat them by 15 tho." — juju shrugged. "dropped 20" juju added in — sticking out the tip of her tounge.
kyera smiled. "how you know ian watch it?" kyera frowned. — juju flattened her plump lips.. "baby.. we both know you aint watch that shit." she mummered with a side eye.
kyera squinted. "if you must know i watched youre warm ups so—" she mumbled gesturing her hands.
"mhm sure u did." juju hummed rolling over pulling her cover from home over her body.
kyera groaned rubbing her cleanser leaning over the counter her feet cold on the tile. "im cold. im dying with out you. this soap is in my eye you havent took me shopping im doneeee."
"dying??" juju snickered with a smirk.
kyera kissed her teeth with a squint mugging the athlete
juju's laugh quickly died., she cleared her throat with a sniff "im dying without you too mamaaa" she trailed , slapping her forehead dramatically.
kyera finished rinsing carefull to clean her ears. — "u better be. when you get home..—" she slapped her cloth on the counter with a thud pointing at juju with her very cute long manicured finger.
juju raised an eyebrow. turned on.
"im talking eat my pussy.. alllllll night." she trailed pursing her lips.
juju rubbed her lips together. "all night???" she questioned.
"alllll nighttttttt."
juju shook her head.
both girls made face at eachother at the camera before bussing out laughing.
alright.. maybe juju leaving wasnt that bad.
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