"What's good gang, I'm back with another video," you cheered, dancing a little in your fluffy chair.
"Today we pranking kay kay," you laughed, before taking a sip of your lemonade.
"Everybody was so hype, seeing him in my last video, and y'all wanted to see me prank him. If this go well, then I'm getting him again and again, but if not, then I might not even post this," you shrugged, going on your phone to text him.
"He on his way back from the studio, he been gone all morning, so I know he really just gonna wanna chill, but I got something for that ass," you rubbed your hands together like birdman.
"Anyways, I'm gonna call him somebody else, ion know who, but I'll make some sh*t up on the spot," you said, more to yourself, trying to think of names.
Going into the living room, you sat the camera on the shelf, covering it with a few things, smiling as it was perfectly hid. Moving away, the large sectional sofa could be seen, standing on top of it, you twerked a little, before you were interrupted by knocking.
The knocks were impatient, nonstop, until you groaned, jogging to the door, opening it. "What took you so long?" Kay grumbled, walking in.
"I was in the bathroom, where's yo key?" you lied, as he sat his car keys and bag down, kicking his shoes off.
"I forgot it," he said, embracing you, peppering your neck with soft kisses.
This was the side of him you truly loved, yes he was a gangsta, but he could be so gentle and doting, when he wanted to be.
"I missed you mami," he said, kissing your lips deeply.
"I missed you too," you told him, making him grin, kissing you more. Walking forward, you moved backwards, falling onto the sofa.
He straddled your lap, hovering over you. "Kay, I haven't ate all day, I was about to start cooking," you made up an excuse, watching as he pouted, moving off of you, While you went to the kitchen, taking chicken out of the fridge.
He huffed, reaching for his controller, turning on tv. You started cleaning the chicken, when you went to grab the seasonings.
"Kay? Could you grab these for me?" you called out, struggling to reach the cabinet. He always put them all the way at the top cabinet.
"Hol' up baby," he said, focused on the game loading up.
Smirking, you quickly texted your bestie, amari, explaining the situation, wanting her to call.
As soon as your phone rang, you accepted it, leaning against the counter. "Hey girl," you started.
"I'm finna cook this chicken, chillin with Chris-I mean Kay," you said, watching as a confused look appeared on his face. He was always listening, this is gonna be fun.
"Yeah, I'ma call you later, alright bye," you said, watching as he finally got up, reaching over you he grabbed the seasonings, before going to the fridge for a drink.
"What's wrong with you?" you asked him, he was leaning against the wall. Deep in thought, his eyebrows furrowed.
"What did you say?"
"Hm? What you talking about?"
"Who you say you was chillin with?"
"Uh, you," you said, matter of factly.
"Bro, you said Chris, who the f*ck is that?"
"No, I said I was gonna be with you, Kay," you said, grinning, walking past him, but he caught your forearm.
"Stop playing with me, I'm tired as f*ck, and you in my face, chattin'," he said calmly, you could tell by how he roughly rubbed his head, he was getting aggravated.
"I said Kay-
"Y/n, who the f*ck is Chris?" he asked, more aggressively, pulling you closer, his hand around your throat.
"I literally said you," you pouted, he groaned, pushing you away.
"Ight, bro," he nodded, moving to grab his keys, slipping his shoes back on.
"Wait," you said, moving to grab the camera.
"It was a prank," you laughed, he stared at you for a moment, before smacking his teeth.
"You play too much," he said, taking his shoes off, stumping to the sofa.
"Aw, I'm sorry daddy, my fans wanted me too," you told him, plopping next to him.
"Yo fans almost got you boomed," he mugged, reaching for his headset, but you grabbed it before he could.
"You wouldn't, you love me too bad," you said, straddling his lap, you nipped at his bottom lip, slipping the headset onto his head.
"I thought you was cooking? Up in here playing," he said, changing the subject, too prideful to admit you were right.
"I am, and I love you too, it was only a prank," you reminded him, pecking his lips, before you got up.
"Alright y'all, I'd say it was a success, I do need to finish this food, so that's it for tonight. Don't forget to like and subscribe, and leave a comment on what you'd like to see on next video, bye," you blew a kiss, turning the camera off.
Introduction: My name is Carlyn Walter, I am a lively, glamorous, healthy, clean, powerful, calm, combative person who loves writing and wants to share my knowledge and understanding with you.
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