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Milo in the mm. 😍

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Omniscient

Milo was sitting in the chair as Dre put the black cloak over him and took his hat off. Makayla and Anya went to Target so he decided to surprise his baby by gettin a haircut. He needed it honestly he was tired of looking homely, although Ayna didn't have a problem with how his hair looked he wanted it off.

I don't want a low fade. I wanna keep our hair like this. I like it like this Lo. That was Zane complaining which caused him to suck his teeth.

Aye, can I play 2K when we get home. I need to blow off some steam. That was Jax again. He had been bugging him all week about plying the game.

"Maybe later." he mumbled before sighing with a shake of his head but mentally cursed himself when he realized he spoke out loud.

"Later what bro?" Dre asked setting up his clippers to start on his hair.

"Oh nothing man." He shrugged. "I was just responding to myself."

"Oh, Damn bro, you got a perm in your hair?" Dre questioned as Milo ran his hand down his hand laughing.

"A what- Oh nah nigga I'm mixed.. I'm not all the way black I'm half Puerto Rican." He chuckled scratching his neck.

"Oh word? My fams from the Dominican Republic. You speak spanish?"

"No I need to learn." He said as Dre cut on the TV to ESPN.

"Shit, I don't either. I'm rusty as hell." He chuckled.

"Your parents never taught you?" Milo asked as Dre concentrated on his cutting his hair lowly.

"Yeah moms did but I just forgot how to speak it." He shrugged before glancing at the TV as they watched highlights of a Clippers game.

"Lemme I ask you a question Lo." He said setting up my clippers, he didn't want to get all in his personal business but it was interesting to him.

"Yeah go ahead." He said running his hands through his hair one last time before I cut it.

"What do you do when someone's trying to front while you and shorty are....You know.."

He laughed out loud, he felt like Dre was nervous to even ask that, although it was a little personal and random he'd answer it anyway.

"Aight so it's like this, whenever we are intimate and someone wants to front..Well I don't really know we usually stop and let whoever fronts get grounded before continuing." He chuckled as Dre gave him an unreadable expression.

"This shit is interesting as hell, how many do you have?" He questioned as he continued cutting his hair.

"I have 5 right now. Most people have a range of maybe 4 all the way up to 10 sometimes 20."

"Damn, it's must be hard to deal with." I said furrowing my eyebrows in concentration as I lined him up.

"Yeah sometimes it is...There is one named Seven.. He's really bad and doesn't care about anything but he doesn't front anymore because he basically dormant. I just feel his emotions sometimes." He said watching his black curls hit the floor.

"Oh ok, that must have been the one I met, he was trying to fight me because I was checking on ya shorty that one time."He laughed with a shake of his head.

"Yeah, that's sounds like him." He said reaching into his pocket to grab his phone.

"Do y'all all like the same stuff?" He said already feeling like he was asking too many questions but Milo was like a brother to him and it was interesting to hear him talk about it.

"Nah, we all like different things but we do have one thing in common..."

"What's that?"

"Our love for Anya.. Speaking of..would you like to be little beans God father?"

He stopped cutting his hair for a few seconds because it caught him off guard, he was about to get emotional. "Wait... You..you serious?" He thought he was joking for a second and wasn't expecting it.

"Yes, we were planning on asking lastnight but everything got so hectic after dinner." He said shrugging one shoulder and twisting his lips to the side.

"So is that a yes?" He asked scrolling through his phone.

"Yeah! I'll be her God father." I said in a excited tone. "Teach her how to run away from these nigga out here."

"Man shut up." He said as we shared a laugh.

"Laugh all you want Lo but you know I'm deadass. God baby ain't gonna be pregnant in high school at 16.. Hell naw." He said as he laughed a little harder.

"You wild." He said as 8 took the cloak off of him and brushed the leftover hair off of his shoulders and onto the floor so I could sweep it up.

"Aye, wasn't someone else suppose to come to the party lastnight?"

"Yeah. My homeboy Asher but I found out he's still at Riverview. He's suppose to be getting out around the time Anya has the baby so maybe he'll be there at the hospital." He shrugged before reaching for the bag of chips on the table.

"What did that have you do there? If you don't mind me asking. I ain't tryin be all in ya business and shit."

"You're cool man, they had me in therapy session and group sessions to talk about how I was feeling, I got sedated once but that wasn't my fault."

"Sedated?" He asked giving him a funny look cause honestly he was confused on the term.

"It's when they stick you with a needle to put you to sleep." He chuckled as Dre raised his eyebrows.

"Damn."

"I'm a little better now I mean I do have days where I can't control the system and I'm still nervous about being a father but I gotta be strong for my girls." He said as he nodded in understanding.

"You are strong bro. You gotta try to fight those voices that have nothing positive to say, that's also what therapy is there for, to help those who need it., you feel me?" He said sweeping up the hair from the floor before tossing it into the trash.

"Yeah I feel you."Milo muttered letting my words sink it. It wasn't that he wasn't thinking positive, sometimes his thoughts and actions were hard to control.

"That just reminded me that I needed to call my therapist Brianna and schedule a session because I hadn't been since I left Riverview."

Once he was finished cleaning up he went to my room for something then came back to sit the couch. Pulling out a pack of swisher sweets he cut it opened before pouring out it's contents in the trash can. Milo watched him for a second as he rolled up a blunt before lighting it and taking a pull.

"You wanna smoke this down real quick?" He asked

as he nodded taking the blunt from his hand, he took a few pills before passing it back as his body began to relax quickly causing him to slouched on the couch.

Dre looked over at him and furrowed his eyebrows because he was staring at noticing in particular.

"Lo?"

He didn't move.

"Milo?" He said about to stand up, He still didn't move so he waved his hand in his face and he blinked a few times before looking at his with a blank expression.

"You good bro?" Dre chuckled as he nodded his head and took the blunt from him.

"I'm cool bro and it's Jaxon.." He said before taking one last pull and standing up from the couch."I'm hungry as fuck though."

"There's some left over pizza in there. Anya and Makayla should be back in a few." He said following him into the kitchen.

They sat at the island eating pizza and talking about nothing in particular while they waited for the girls to come back.

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Anya and Makayla were leaving Target, carrying bags of baby clothes for little bean. To say she was going to be spoiled by all of them was a complete understatement.

"I think we got too much stuff Kay." Anya laughed a little tossing the bag of baby clothes into the trunk.

"I think we did fine. The guys won't mind anyway. Are you hungry? We can grab something before we head to the house."Makayla said as she put on her seatbelt.

"I'm starving. Let's go get some tacos."

"From where?" She questioned glancing at her then back at the road.

"Loco's taco truck. I think they have an actually building now, it's not too far from your place." She said before unlocking her phone.

"Oh Jax texted me saying he and Dre had pizza but they're still hungry."

"I'm sure they smoked."

"I don't mind Lo smoking at all, I just tell him to do it on the balcony if he does."

"Same." She said pulling up to the taco place, after placing their orders they waited to get to the window so that Makayla could pay.

"Kay?"

"Hm?"

"Milo and I were suppose to ask you and Dre the at the gender reveal but would you like to be little beans God mother?"

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah!" She smiled and laughed a little because she had an emotion reaction almost starting to crying.

"I'd love to!" She said as she put the bags of food in the back on the floor so it wouldn't fall off of the seat.

"Hi God baby!" I said rubbing her belly as she laughed before drinking her water. "As soon as you touched me she started kicking."

Makayla shook my head and smiled, she was more than happy to be her God parent, Once they got back to our place, Dre and Jacon were sitting out on the balcony, Opening the door Anya smiled at his haircut.

"You look good babe."

"Thanks bae. Gimme kiss." He said running a hand down his face before standing up, he wrapped his arms around her waist before pecking her lips and leaning down to kiss her stomach, after eating and talking about how spoiled the baby was going to be Anya and Jaxon headed home.

"You have fun with Kay bae?"

"I did. I'm kinda sad I won't be able to play in your hair anymore though." She chuckled before licking out her bottom lip.

"I'm sorry bae. I'll grow it out then you can play in it all you want aight?" He smirked.

"Ok daddy."

"You better stop talkin like that girl." He chuckled before licking his lips.

"Or what?" She said before they shared a laugh.

"Or what Jax?"

"You already pregnant.. what else you want from me?" He laughed pulling into the driveway.

"I need love and affection. Loveeee ooo loveee ooo, love.. Love and affection." She sang off key.

Jaxon bursted into a fit of laughter. He loved with Anya acting as goofy as he did. "Aight Rihanna."

"Ok Future." She laughed as they got out the car.

Once inside the house she went into the baby's room and put the clothes into a laundry basket before cutting off the light and going into the bedroom. Removing her clothes which Jaxon was in the shower she went into the bathroom and stepped inside behind him. Planting kisses on her shoulders and neck she smirked a little.

"I love you baby."

"I love you too bae. Always.

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This chapter was poo I know. 🥺