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Omniscient POV
Kay convinced India to come out to the studio with them since it's been a while since she hung out around them. He looked down at the girl, that was rolling up his blunts, sitting in the passenger side of his car.
"You be looking good when you roll up ma." He says, licking his lips.
She smirked, blushing at the random comment. "Thank you, why you need all these blunts? How many you smoke a day?"
"This shit would probably last me two days, a day if I'm having a bad day." He said as the car came to a stop.
Kay felt nervous every-time he was with her, for many different reasons. He did well with hiding it though, she would never notice how nervous he was because he had such a tough demeanor.
The two walked out of the car, and into the studio. With the two being so familiar with the spot they just passed the staff sitting at the front and got on the the elevator.
"Who coming today?" She wondered.
"I don't even know." He shrugged. "I hope niggas don't just sit here and take up space. Too hot for that shit." He said messing with his hair. The elevator door opened as he got done speaking.
The two walked in seeing Setty and Jatavia in the room, and the sound engineer setting up. There was a few other people in the back but they didn't pay much mind to them. Kay dapped them up, but India kept it pushing since she didn't know them.
"Yo" Kay said in a deep tone, dapping up Setty.
"Bitch I been calling you, where the fuck you been at?" India said as she sat next to her friend.
"I got to put you on." She smirked. "Just know I been having a ball these past few days."
"Nigga Nas can't even leave his crib. Who you been cheating with?" Kay asked.
"Nigga said who you been cheating with." India laughed. "You act like Nas not doing the same thing."
"Exactly. He a player but I can't play too?"
"That's wild." Setty chuckled.
"Cyph later?" Jatavia asked.
"I'm back on my no smoking." India shook her head.
"Oh check you out." Jatavia said. Kay sat on the other side of India, keeping his arm over her. This wasn't out of the normal for the two so nobody questioned it. "Let me know when you hungry. I'll send somebody to bring you something." He mumbled in her ear, sending a chill down her spine.
She nodded, and looked up at Jatavia who had a smirk on her face. India couldn't help but blush.
The studio door swung open making everybody look. Dougie and Yagi walked into the room making India and Jatavia look at each other. India was surprised with how unfazed she was this time around.
"Where y'all niggas been at?" Setty asked.
"It was mad traffic coming back into the Bronx." Yagi said, falling into the couch.
Dougie got seated across the room. Kay didn't feel any type of way with him being there, he was more focused on making sure India was comfortable. Seeing how she was still talking to Jatavia and on her phone, he knew she was fine.
"Yo whoever ready can go in the booth now." The engineer said. Kay stood up, unlocking his phone where he wrote his lyrics.
"Okay put me on." India said scooting closer to Jatavia.
"Girl I could've been did." She laughed
"Yeah but Kay always adding his 2 cents in."
"True, but I'm about to break up with Nas like deadass this time."
"Bitch this the tea?" India sucked her teeth, knowing she wasn't going to break up with him. "You could've kept this." She said untwisting the cap to her water bottle.
"No! Basically I been thinking about taking Tdot serious."
"You and I both know you not getting up off Nas. Y'all been together since like 8th grade."
"I'm so serious. He don't even be wanting to do anything anymore. Just sit in that apartment all day. Plus what's the point of being with him if all we do is argue and cheat on each other." She said.
This was the most serious India saw her bestfriend. She gave her a look, tilting to her to the side. "I mean he on house arrest girl." She laughed. "But I get what you mean, but Nas isn't going to let that happen. He got the key to your apartment, Password to all your socials, he even know your social security."
"My passwords been changed."
"So what about Tdot making you wanting to leave this nigga?"
"He just chill and he not boring. We match each other in my opinion. He can handle my crazy. Nas too crazy for me."
"How you know he not messing with other females?"
"He gave me the password to his socials. I didn't even have to ask. He know about my situation, I told him I'll leave him soon, but it's just hard."
"I feel like you guys are so toxic to the point where you think being crazy is just normal. Cut him off slowly or either just block him all together. He can't keep you tied down while he messing around being a thot." India said a bit louder than before. Dougie stared at her as she spoke. "I hate men." She added, keeping her eyes on her friend.
"Same. I'm going to block him." She picked up her phone. The sound of Kay's rapping caught India's attention. He gave her a small smile through the glass, which she gladly returned.
He rapped a verse on a song that seemed to be with other people.
"I love him for you." Jatavia said lowly. India looked at her quickly, looking around to make sure nobody heard her.
"My mother said the same." She smiled at the thought. It seemed like on cue Kay came out if the booth, and went into a conversation with Dougie and Setty about the open verses.
The studio went quiet as the engineer was trying to fix the mix. Kay sat back next to India, this time keeping his hands in his lap as he yawned.
"Yo India?" Dougie randomly says as her eyes get glued into the phone. Everybody looked up except for her. Her delayed reaction was her looking up. She then scoffed, and went back on her phone. Kay kept his eye on the interaction, knowing an argument was about to occur.
"I'm talking to you."
"And I don't give a fuck." She snapped.
"I didn't mean none of that shit that I said."
"Dougie leave me alone."
"So we done?" He said. He got a few weird looks from the people in the room.
"Ain't this nigga with Asian?" Kay whispered to Setty.
"We been done. Get out my face." India said rolling her eyes, receiving stares from everybody in the room.
"Fuck you mean we done?"
"I didn't stutter nigga fuck out my face before I violate."
"You Buggin ma. I'm tryna fix shit."
"Bro you doing too much. Leave her alone." Jatavia said.
"I'm not even talking to you."
"Nigga I don't give a fuck she dont wanna speak to you." She snapped back.
"Dougz just chill." Kay spoke up, trying to calm things down before it escalated.
He sucked his teeth, and hovered down to her level since she was sitting. "Talking about you gonna violate. Violate then."
India stayed silent, feeling her body getting hot. She wasn't the type to get short tempered especially with him but she was feeling the to put her hands on him.
"Get out my face." She said in a monotone. The whole room got quiet watching the two. With him still being inches away from her face, she was about to throw her phone at him but Jatavia quickly grabbed it before the phone could go flying.
India sucked her teeth and got up and walked out the room. Dougie rolled his eyes, letting his head fall in his hands.
"I fucked up..again." He groaned.
"Just give her time." Setty said.
Kay remained quiet as they spoke, tapping his leg.
"She doing all of this for no reason. She coming back. I know she is. She always do."
Jatavia couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust, hearing him talk.
"Nah gang ion think she jacking you this time." Setty said making a few people in the room laugh.
Kay and Jatavia eyed each other trying to figure out who'd go out to check on her.
"Lemme get her phone." Kay lowly said to her. She handed him the phone, nodding at him.
Kay got up, pulling up his pants and walking out of the room as Dougie stared at him. He stepped outside of the studio, seeing India leaning on his car, smoking a blunt.
"What happened to you being done smoking?" He said smirking at the caramel toned girl.
"Nah that nigga annoying. I need to smoke."
"You good? That nigga always bothering you."
"I'm good."
"Cmon." He said, grabbing her arm. He pulled her over to his car, opening the door for her. He put the ac on, pulling out the bag of weed she was rolled for him.
"Here." He said setting the ziploc bag on his lap. "Don't let that nigga bother you. I'll handle him."
"Nah it's cool. I don't want no shit starting between you two." She said passing Kay the blunt.
"I don't care about that. He moving weird. Ion like how he treating you."
"Oh now you don't like how he treating me?" She joked, taking a new blunt, lighting it up.
He sucked his teeth. "I never did, but there wasn't nothing I could do about it forreal." He placed her phone in his lap, but she was too annoyed to even touch it.
Kay tapped India's thigh, making her look up in confusion. She finally got the message and kicked her croc off her feet and laid her leg on his thigh.
He leaned over, pecking her glossy lips. He removed her socks and began rubbing her nicely polished feet. He used to his free hand to continue pulling smoke from the blunt.
India couldn't lie, she didn't have to question Kay's feelings for her. His actions enough just showed how much he loved her. She was taken off guard when he tugged on her shirt, pressing his lips on hers. India relaxed into the kiss, pressing her hand on the back of his head.
"Kay we going to get caught." She said, pulling away making eye contact with each other for a few seconds.
"I don't care." He pressed his lips against hers, catching her off guard once again. Some how he caught himself blushing into the kiss, as this was something he dreamt about for years.
He pulled away slowly, smirking at the girl. He raised her arm, kissing her wrist where her heart tattoo was. "You know you everything I ever wanted in a woman?"
"Oh yeah?" She chuckled shyly, looking down at her lap.
"I make you nervous ma?"
"Not at all Kevin." She lied. "You the one with pink cheeks." She teased him.