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After the raid, Fezco started being super distant.

And Mariah wasn't taking it well. The slightest.

It'd been two weeks since Mariah last spent the night at his house, since for two weeks, Fezco stopped asking her to stay over or hang out at his house. Or even to hang out at all, since he was so busy trying to make the money he lost when he flushed all his new product down the toilet.

The only times Mariah saw him was when he would pick her up to take her to work, and then at work, and then when he took her home.

Every night that he drove out of Wayne's parking lot, Mariah hoped he would take her home with him, but he didn't. And every night her heart broke a little more. She knew he was extremely busy so she felt bad, she felt selfish for wanting some time with him. But she really fucking missed him.

She had been spending all her time with him for months now, she was so used to him. She couldn't not miss him when she was around him 24/7.

Mariah swore she was going literally fucking crazy.

And to top everything off, sometimes Fezco went the whole day without texting her. Again, she knew he was busy, but she literally wanted to die.

She hated him being distant. From what Ashtray told her, Fezco didn't think it was safe for her to be around so much, at least not until he was clear with Mouse.

Obviously there was someone–in this case, multiple people–trying to fuck him over, trying to get to him. I mean, his house just got fucking raided. Someone called the fucking cops on him.

Fezco didn't think that was at all safe for his girl, and that was his #1 job; keeping her safe.

He's her Superman, duh.

And while Mariah pointed out that he was her Superman in an attempt to assure him it was okay if she still went over, he claimed that she'd be the safest far from his house. Far from him, just for now.

"You neva know if I'll ever get pulled up on or sum," Fezco sighed over the phone one night while he ate some pizza in the kitchen. "Wouldn't want you there if I did."

"Don't say that. You're gonna make me cry," Mariah sniffled.

That was the last thing she wanted to think, to worry about. Mariah hated thinking that someone was out to get Fezco, but that was the hard truth.

On the other side of the phone, Fezco sighed deeply. He missed Mariah like fucking crazy, that feeling definitely wasn't one sided. He looked forward to the days that she worked to go pick her up and spend a few hours with her, watching her.

And his heart broke too every time she gave him a goodbye hug and kiss when he dropped her off at home.

He knew his distance was bothering his girl, but it's not like he wanted to be distant. He didn't have a choice, and he didn't have time.

Mariah only came over once after the raid, on Thanksgiving. Fezco had been working his ass off, doing everything he could to hustle a couple thousand dollars and decided to take a break for a day, picking his girl up from her empty house.

Her family went over to Mouse's mom's house, leaving Mariah alone like every other year.

Fezco made her and Ashtray burgers, Mariah watching in awe as he flipped the burgers outside on the grill like such a dad.

She fell in love with him a little more every time he...pretty much did anything.

And after eating they watched a few movies together and ate ice cream before Fezco reluctantly took Mariah home.

She let a few tears slip as he pulled up in front of her house, asking when all that shit was going to end, offering her own money to help Fezco when he sighed and told her he didn't know.

It seemed like her semi breaking down in his car only distanced Fezco more. It made him feel like shit, and it made Mariah feel like shit because she knew he felt bad, and she didn't want him to. She knew he had way more than enough on his plate, but she couldn't help the tears slipping from her eyes.

She really fucking missed him.

She missed everything about being with him 24/7, but she probably missed sleeping with him the most. Actually sleeping and not actually sleeping, if you know what she means, wink wink.

But in all seriousness, she missed actual sleeping with him. Mariah always hated sleeping alone, and Fezco was like a giant teddy bear. Super cuddly and super warm and super comfortable.

She'd been allowing Reyna to sleep over in her bed every night now, since she got her ready for school in the mornings anyway.

But Reyna kicked and moved around in her sleep, and Fezco didn't do all that, so it wasn't helping that much. But Mariah thought cuddling with her was nice, and watching old Disney movies on her iPad until they both fell asleep.

And while Mariah had Reyna to somewhat take Fezco's place in one department, she didn't want anyone else for the rest of them.

Nobody compared to Fezco.

She fell asleep that night thinking of him, thinking of the way he liked to trap her in his arms as he fell asleep, only to wake up on top of her in the morning, smirking at her titties in his face and letting out a satisfied groan when she scratched her nails over his buzzed head.

When her eyelids started to get heavy, listening to Olaf from Frozen singing his song about summer, she reached for her phone from under her pillow and texted Fezco.

iMessage–Lil Lovebug 🐛
good night, I love you superman 💜

iMessage–Lil Lovebug 🐛
do u think maybe I can see you tmrw?

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"Get your ass up, let's go."

Mariah furrowed her eyebrows, eyes fluttering open once feeling someone grab her arm and pull her out of her bed after hearing Mouse's voice speaking.

"What?" She asked him, extremely confused and honestly a little fucking terrified.

She glanced at Reyna, left sleeping in her bed as Mouse dragged her out of her room, ignoring her question, and then ignoring the rest of the shit Mariah said as he walked her out to his car.

It was super dark out as she was shoved into the backseat of his car behind Custer, who greeted her with a half nod.

"Look, opening and closing the doors for you, might be the last time anyone ever does that shit for you," Mouse smirked at her before he slammed the car door closed.

Mariah sat in Mouse's backseat, glancing down at the bags of different pills besides her, shivering due to how cold it was. Her eyes moved up to notice someone sat on the opposite side of the bagged pills, her heart dropping the second her eyes landed on their busted up face.

Danny.

He avoided her gaze, looking straight ahead, like he was possessed or something, making Mariah look away to look around for Mouse.

There was no fucking way he put her within 3 feet of Danny. What the fuck is Danny even here for? Isn't he supposed to be in fucking prison?

And why isn't Mouse anywhere to be seen? Why's is so fucking dark outside the car??

"What's happening?" Mariah whispered to Custer, placing her hands on the back of his seat as she leaned to whisper in his ear.

Custer was like half as bad as Mouse, but Mariah tolerated him more because he was with Faye and they were like, in love. And though Custer's really fucking annoying sometimes and idolizes Mouse way too much, she for some reason trusted him more than Mouse in the moment.

As Custer turned around to face her to answer her question, Mouse got into the driver's seat, looking back at Mariah as he closed his door.

"What's wrong, princess?" He asked, his tone taunting as he noticed the tears that stung her eyes before smirking. "Relax, you're good. We ain't gon hurt you or nothin."

Mouse grabbed her hand from where she placed it on the passenger seat and took it in his own, chuckling when she pulled it back.

"What? Your boy Fezco don't like you holding hands wit other dudes?" Mouse quizzed, squinting his eyes at her.

Something about the wicked and malicious smile painted on his face made Mariah nervous, it made her fucking scared.

"Don't worry bout him. He ain't gonna be a fuckin problem anymore," Mouse assured, turning back around to start his car, staring at Danny through the rear view mirror.

And if Mariah thought she couldn't be any more fucking terrified, she was wrong. She had a bad feeling about everything right now, and her heart was pounding out of pure fear.

She didn't even what the fuck was going on.

She fiddled with the bottom hem of Fezco's hoodie, which she wore, staring through the window and into the pure darkness of the night as Mouse drove.

How he even saw, she didn't know, because it was literally pitch black fucking dark.

She only saw the street Mouse was driving on due to the light coming from a single lightpost, in the center of a parking lot that Mouse swerved into.

Her heart started pounding even faster and harder when Mouse parked his car across from Fezco's car, brows furrowing in pure confusion as she watched him leaning on the hood of his car before she smiled, realizing she hadn't seen him in forever.

She reached for her door handle, about to jump out and into his arms when she heard Mouse cock his gun, her gaze snapping from her man to the gun Mouse held.

"Wait, what are you doing?" She let slip from get lips as Mouse half nodded at Custer, then glanced back at her.

"Ima show you what happens to bitch ass motherfuckers like your boyfriend when they piss me the fuck off," Mouse grumbled, snapping his fingers in front of Danny's face, making him grab Mariah and pull her out of the car as Mouse stepped out.

She didn't have the chance to say anything as Danny tightly held her by her arm to watch as Mouse pointed his gun at Fezco once he leaned off his car and started to walk over, no second thoughts before pulling the trigger.

Mariah let out the loudest scream, breaking out of Danny's grasp as another gunshot went off, watching Fezco fall to the ground with his hand pressed up against the first bullet lodged into his stomach. She hadn't ran in years, not since PE in 10th grade, but she swore she was on her knees besides him in a millisecond.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Mouse yelled, but all Mariah could hear was her own sobs as Fezco grasped onto her arm with his bloody hand.

"I'm sorry," Fezco croaked out as his blood pooled around them.

Mariah parted her lips to speak, to tell him it was fine and that he was gonna be okay, but nothing came out. She couldn't talk, she couldn't move even if she wanted to, not allowing herself to let go of him.

She held him in her arms tightly, begging and pleading to whoever was up in the sky not to do this to her, not to take Fezco from her like this, or at all, unable to control the tears that raced down her face.

"Get the fuck up Mariah," Mouse yelled from behind her.

"Don't go," Fezco pleaded, trying to sit up.

"I'm not," Mariah assured him, shaking her head as he removed his hand off where he put pressure on the gunshot in his stomach to grab hers.

"I'm sorry," Fezco whispered, tears filling his low eyes. "I love you, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, my love, you're okay. I love you more."

Hearing him apologize broke her heart, it literally ached at the sight of him crying. She shook her head, disregarding his apology and wiping his tears, holding him tighter, hearing Mouse's heavy ass footsteps walking behind her.

"Get the fuck up or I'm killing your ass too," Mouse threatened, pressing the muzzle of the gun he shot Fezco with to the back of her head.

"Do it," Mariah told him, but not challenging, pleading.

"Get the fuck up," Mouse said through his teeth, pressing his gun even harder to her head. "Let's go."

"I'm not gonna leave him here, I–"

"Why the fuck not? He already fucking dead," Mouse laughed, watching Mariah's eyes flutter shut as she tightened her arms around Fezco, his hand still latched onto her arm.

She broke down, tears spilling from her shut eyes, shaking her head.

Mouse scoffed, hearing her mumbling to kill her too, "Get the fuck up!"

"Get the fuck up!"

Mariah's eyes fluttered open, squinting immediately at the new sunlight in her room, propping herself up on one of her elbows as she rubbed her eyes with her hand.

"You sleep like you're fucking dead," Mouse grumbled, scoffing before he dropped Reyna's clothes on Mariah's bed. "Help Reyna get dressed."

Mariah ignored him, feeling Reyna move around next to her as she grabbed her phone, tapping the screen and her heart dropping when none of her notifications were from Fezco.

She took a minute to process everything, digging her nails into her hand to make sure she wasn't dreaming again, praying that all that shit was just a dream.

"Hello? You fucking deaf?" Mouse asked, snapping his fingers, like he did in her dream, and snapping her back into reality.

"Are you on drugs?" Reyna wondered.

"Hey, shut the fuck up. You don't know anything about that," Mouse sternly told her, shaking his head before looking at Mariah again and stepping closer. "You good?"

"Yeah. Sorry," She mumbled, pushing her blanket off her.

"Aight. Help Reyna get dressed, we leavin in an hour," Mouse said, eyeing Mariah and wondering what the fuck was up with her before he exited the room.

Mariah waited til he was out to grab her phone again, ignoring all her notifications as she put in her passcode and went to her messages with Fezco.

It was 7 a.m., why hadn't he texted back yet? Or why not last night?

And why the fuck is Mouse waking me up at fucking 7 in the morning, it's a fucking Saturday.

"I'm going to Disneyland again!!" Reyna excitedly announced, taking a look at the Sleeping Beauty dress that her dad left behind for her to put on. "You should be Sleeping Beauty, Titi."

Mariah let out a little laugh at that, rereading her texts to Fezco from last night.

"Go in the bathroom so you can shower, I'll go over in a second, okay?" Mariah told her.

"Okay!" Reyna hopped off the bed, skipping out of the room as Mariah called Fezco.

Fezco glanced down at his buzzing phone on the table as he quickly ate a bowl of cereal and counted his money at the same time before leaving to go take care of some business, remembering he hadn't texted her back.

"Fuck," He whispered to himself as he chewed his cereal, picking his phone up off the table.

He was so fucking tired last night, knocking out the second his head hit his galaxy printed pillow, but he didn't sleep long. He hadn't slept more than four hours a night in weeks, his thoughts and worries keeping him up. And when that wasn't it, his bed just felt so fucking empty. He definitely slept better with his girl in his arms.

"Yo, good mornin, beautiful," Fezco spoke after answering his phone, eating another spoonful of cereal.

Mariah smiled hearing him speak, her heart warming at the confirmation she needed that her dream was actually a dream.

"Good morning my loveee," She said back, laying back in her bed with the biggest smile on her face before giggling.

"Sup witchu?" Fezco asked with a laugh.

"Nothing. Just happy to talk to you," She told him, feeling so relieved once hearing his voice, feeling her phone vibrate against her ear with every word he spoke.

"Yeah, my bad, I was tired as fuck yesterday. Didn't mean to lag on you," He explained.

"No, it's okay. But you saw what I said, right?" Mariah asked. "Ima be home alone til tomorrow, Mouse is taking everyone to Disneyland."

"Word?"

"Yeah, and like, I don't know, maybe you can come over tonight? I was thinking of making dinner. It could be like a date," Mariah bashfully smiled as she spoke.

Fezco's heart warmed at her words, shyly smiling himself, but feeling bad because he knew he was gonna be busy as fuck today and wasn't sure if he was able to go over, as much as he wanted to, and as much as his heart yearned for it.

"I don't know, ma. Don't get me wrong, I want to, but iono if I can," He sighed with his mouthful of Lucky Charms.

"Ew don't talk with your mouth full," Mariah told him, making them both laugh.

"My bad, be forgetting you hate that shit," Fezco laughed after swallowing. "I miss you though, ma. For real."

"Me too," Mariah muttered. "Like, a lot. I had the worst fucking dream last night."

"Bout?"

"You don't wanna know. I could not stop crying," Mariah told him. "I don't think I can live like this any longer, seriously."

"You so dramatic bro," Fezco laughed, swirling his spoon in his almost empty cereal bowl. "Ima try to go over though, aight? You know I want to, but I can't make no promises."

"Okay," Mariah smiled at that, although it was a big maybe that he'd come over. Just hearing him say he might made her happy.

"Ima text you if I can, but I gotta go," He told her.

"Okay, have a good day! I love you," Mariah said into her phone, making Fezco smile on his end.

"I love you more," Fezco said back as he got up from his chair to put his bowl in the sink. He smiled hearing Mariah blow him a kiss before she hung up, leaving him to put the cereal box on top of the fridge and the milk inside the fridge.

His eyes caught sight of one of the pictures of him and his girl stuck on the fridge, next a post it with a stick man drawn onto it, the stick man holding up a gun towards the picture, the artwork signed by Ashtray.

Fezco laughed at that, grabbing a pen off the counter and adding a lil heart to the muzzle of the gun the stick man pointed at him and his girlfriend before he grabbed all his shit and left for the day.

"Who were you talking to?" Reyna asked Mariah once she joined her in the bathroom.

"The love of my life," Mariah answered, sighing dramatically as she placed a hand over her heart, making Reyna giggle.

"Are you going to be with Fez for your whole life?" Reyna wondered, watching Mariah grab her toothbrush and brush her teeth.

"I hope so," Mariah mumbled, mouth full of toothpaste. "I like himmm. Do you like him?"

Reyna widened her eyes, putting her finger to her lips to shut her up. "My daddy doesn't want me to but yes I do."

Mariah washed the toothpaste out of her mouth and smirked at Reyna, "Ha, too bad cause he's mine."

"Then you can't like Chuck E. because he's mine," Reyna declared, making Mariah let out a laugh.

"Keep your rat, I don't want him anyways."

"So mean," Reyna frowned, turning away from her, making her laugh again.

After helping Reyna shower, and by helping she means sitting on the closed toilet while Reyna showered and just making sure she didn't slip or get shampoo in her eyes or drown or anything, the two walked back to Mariah's room, where she helped her get dressed.

Mariah almost smacked the fuck out of Reyna's mom when she started rushing them, rolling her eyes because

bitch this is literally your kid why don't you do this or at least help me instead of bitching like literally fucking always

Since she had been home the past 2 weeks, Mariah was fed the fuck up with Isabella.

There had been multiple times where Mouse and Custer had to hold them both back from swinging on each other, because Isabella started being unbelievably fucking annoying.

Maybe it's because she was pregnant, which Mouse still didn't know by the way. Maybe if Mariah told Mouse in exchange for him to leave Fezco alone, everything would be clear for Fezco.

It sounded bad and she felt guilty for feeling this way, but she'd rather have Mouse kill Isabella than Fezco.

Anyways, Reyna helped Mariah pick out her outfit for the day, a hot pink Skims dress, telling her that she could look like Sleeping Beauty now with the pink dress.

After the family left for the day, Mariah hopped in the shower and did her hair and makeup and got dressed all quick, stealing Isabella's car to go to the grocery store to buy something to make tonight.

She knew Fezco might not be able to come, but she had a lot of hope, so she was gonna make dinner no matter what, and make it like those date nights she saw in the movies.

Like some candlelit dinner type shit.

Once she grabbed everything she needed to make him some homemade wings because they both loved Wingstop, she paid and went back home, parking the car in the driveway and accidentally hitting the garage door due to vibing the fuck out to Mike Sherm.

"She won't notice," Mariah told herself as she looked at the small scratch on the front bumper after grabbing the grocery bags and hurrying inside.

Once inside she took everything from out the bags, laughing a slip of paper some guy gave her with his number on it, which she only had because the guy was being hella fucking annoying, acting like she owed him something all because he helped her put her grocery bags in her car when she told him like a million times she didn't need or want his help, and that she had a boyfriend.

And she still wouldn't have taken it, but he slipped it into one of her grocery bags. Fucking creep.

She threw it in the trash can before she put her hair up and grabbed a bag of chips, laying on the couch and turning the TV on to watch some Christmas movies for a while since it was still pretty early.

Mariah and Faye ended up Facetiming for a few hours, agreeing to hang out sometime next week since they hadn't hung out outside of work in literally forever.

"Bitch you're always with your ginger drug dealer boyfriend," Faye reminded Mariah when she said she didn't know why they hadn't hung out in so long.

"Girl, your man is literally a drug dealer too. At least mine's fine as fuck," Mariah smirked from where she began to prepare the wings for her fine ass man.

Faye laughed as she smoked a joint, "Whateverrr. You see yourself having ginger babies?"

"I do," Mariah smiled.

"Ed Sheeran looking ass kids," Faye mumbled, making Mariah laugh.

"Shut uppp, Ed Sheeran's ugly and my boo's not. He's literally like the finest ginger I've ever seen," Mariah laughed.

"What about Lindsay Lohan?"

"She's hot but he's still the finest," Mariah stood with her previous statement.

"Aweee wait, that's so cute. I swear it was literally just yesterday you were telling me about your crush on Superman," Faye smiled proudly. "I remember you said some stupid ass shit like, it's just a crush! Yeah fucking right."

"Just a crush and my ass is full on in love now," Mariah giggled. "If I have any lemon pepper wings left over I'll save you some. Which will only happen if he doesn't come, cause he lovesssss these."

"Makes three of us. Lemon pepper is so bomb. I could eat just the seasoning," Faye said.

"Girl you'd choke and die."

"Maybe, but at least I'd die eating some bomb ass lemon pepper."

"Yeah, the seasoning," Mariah laughed, shaking her head at her best friend because sometimes she made absolutely zero sense.

She didn't get off Facetime with Faye until around 8 p.m., helping her pick out an outfit since she was going out with Custer. She hung up when he arrived to pick her up, leaving Mariah to realize that she was basically done with cooking.

She had made fries along with the wings because you literally cannot eat wings without fries, then hurried back to her room to touch up her makeup since she had been sweating while cooking.

She checked her phone every minute–no, every half minute, waiting for Fezco to text her that he would be able to come.

But he never did, and here she was, spritzing her face with setting spray and accidentally getting some in her eye while keeping an eye open to watch her phone screen.

She did her best not to cry due to the stinging as she walked back out to the kitchen, glancing at the set table and at the food on the stove and at the fancy glasses Isabella doesn't like her using but she's gonna use then anyways because Isabella isn't here and Mariah doesn't give a fuck so she's gonna drink Dr. Pepper out of those fancy ass glasses with her boo.

Or by herself. She waited thirty minutes before the food started to get cold, sighing and grabbing a couple wings to place on a plate for herself.

She knew she shouldn't have gotten her hopes hopes up because there was a 50% chance of Fezco coming, but she was really hoping for the best.

So she felt stupid when her eyes started to water, feeling stood up although she knew he probably wasn't going to be able to come anyway.

She honestly didn't even feel like eating anynore as she set the plate down on the counter to grab the bottle of Dr. Pepper from the fridge, freezing for a moment when she heard knocking on the front door.

Fezco smiled, holding up a bouquet of pink roses for his girl the second she opened the front door for him, hoping it was him as she did, and smiling twice as big as he did when her eyes landed on him.

"You're here," Mariah pointed out the obvious and engulfed him in a huge hug, making him laugh and wrap his arms around her to hug back immediately.

"Yeah ma, I am," He mumbled before pressing a kiss into her hair.

She slowly stepped backwards, dragging him inside but never breaking the hug, making them both laugh as they hug-walked into the house together.

Fezco closed the door behind him and locked it as Mariah loosened her grip on him, reaching up to turn his head to face her before she stood on her toes to kiss him.

She giggled in between short kisses at the way he blushed, feeling him pushing the bouquet of flowers into her hand.

"Thank you," She said with another quick kiss before grabbing his hand and pulling him into the kitchen.

Fezco glanced down at her dress, eyebrows raising because he hadn't ever seen this on her before but she looked fucking good.

"This new?" He wondered, running his free hand down her back.

"Oh, yeah. Do you like it?"

Fezco smiled, letting out a whistle. "Hell yeah, damn. Unfuckingreal, you look too fuckin good, mane. Shit you fuckin beautiful, on god."

Mariah grinned at that, letting go of his hand and motioning towards the table. "Take a seat my love, I was just making plates."

"Fosho fosho," Fezco nodded, smiling down at the straight out of a romance movie looking ass dinner table as he took a seat. "Anything I can help wit?"

"No I got it, just give me a sec," Mariah assured him. She quickly fixed two plates for them both, placing them on the table along with the fancy glasses and the Dr. Pepper and some Wingstop ranch because it's literally the best in the world, and some ketchup because Fezco was weird and liked ketchup.

"Lookin good, mama," Fezco commented as she sat down besides him once the table was fully set, making her smile.

His heart warmed at the fact that she took the time to cook and prepare and set up everything even when she knew he might not show up. Thank fucking god he worked his ass off today and was able to rest up early.

He snuck his hand onto hers under the table, pulling it up to his lips to give it a kiss.

Mariah couldn't help but giggle, the smile that appeared on her face when she saw him never faltering as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

"I missed you so much, literally," She mumbled into his side, feeling his hand rub her side.

"Missed you too, ma. Literally," He mocked her with a goofy grin, nudging her side as she sat up and gave him a playful glare.

While they ate, they caught up, talking about everything and anything they probably hadn't told each other in the little time they had been spending together lately.

Mariah stared at him as he spoke, noticing the bags under his tired eyes.

"Have you been sleeping?" She asked him not too long as they both finished eating, watching him sip his drink while they finished doing the dishes together.

"Not really," He mumbled, making her frown as she cupped his cheek with her hand, gently rubbing under his eyes with her thumb.

She smiled once an idea popped into her head, making Fezco raise an eyebrow at her.

"What?" He amusingly asked at her smile.

"Wanna do a face mask?" She asked him, still smiling.

Fezco continued staring at her with a raised eyebrow, trying to fight his smile. He couldn't say no to her, she was so fucking cute.

"Aight," He shrugged his shoulders, making Mariah excitedly laugh before she grabbed his hand and pulled him down to her room with her.

"You're gonna love it, I swear. Literally the most relaxing thing in the world. Go lay in my bed, ima get all my shit from the bathroom," She told him.

Fezco nodded in response as he walked over to her bed, kicking his shoes off before he laid back, just as Mariah joined him in her room with a lil basket full of different skincare items.

"Okay I know I said a face mask butttttt you wanna do a whole bunch of extra shit too?" Mariah asked him and smiled, holding up the basket full of products.

"Aight," Fezco shrugged again with a small laugh, smiling at the way she got excited with his answers.

She set the basket on her bedside table, grabbing her makeup headband before Fezco helped her onto her bed and sat her on top of him, straddling him.

"Here, put this on so your hair doesn't get in the way," Mariah giggled, handing Fezco the fluffy makeup headband with a huge bow on it.

He narrowed his eyes at her, because what fucking hair is she talking about, making her laugh even more before he took the headband anyways and put it on, making Mariah smile.

She adjusted the bow in his head before pinching his cheeks and giving his lips a quick kiss, "So cute. Let's get to work."

"Mhmm," Fezco hummed in response, resting his hands on the sides of her thigh as she ran her finger through his facial hair, furrowing his brows when she got all close to his face, lips brushing together.

"Can you stay the night?" She asked him before starting.

Fezco thought about for a minute before he said fuck it. He missed her like crazy, one night wouldn't hurt. Hopefully.

"Yeah ma, I'll stay the night," Fezco agreed, his insides fluttering at the smile forming on her face.

"Okay, cool," She grinned, then reached for her basket.

He watched through half closed eyes as Mariah put a million different skin care products on his face, making him feel like the girls in the movies whenever they have a spa day.

He was fucking with it, smiling when she gave his lips a surprise kiss, giggling when she did something that tickled.

"You're literally glowing now," Mariah whispered as she ran a finger along his soft skin, smiling at her work.

"Like you be?" Fezco wondered, placing his hand on her back when she laid on top of him, resting her head on his chest.

"You're so corny," She laughed, smiling and loving it nonetheless as he wrapped his arms around her and held her to himself tightly.

Her eyelids grew heavy as her fingers softly tapped against the skin of his neck while his hand rubbed her back, making her wrap an arm around him as best as she could in a hug.

"I'm really happy you came," She revealed, smiling a little as she let her eyes fall closed.

Fezco glanced down at his girlfriend, grinning and sighing in contentment. "Me too."

He slept way more than four hours that night, shifting around a few times in Mariah's bed while they both finally comfortably slept together.

All they needed was each other.