ZOEY AKILA bennet !
sugarhill, zoey's crib
featuring; @itszoeyb .

THE MORNING SUNLIGHT gently filters through the curtains, zoey finds herself nestled in the cozy comfort of her bed. with a sense of contentment, she leisurely scrolls through pinterest, her fingertips delicately navigating the screen.

every small thing that catches her eye, she eagerly saves to her ever-growing collection on her unorganized board.

having just awoken from a restful slumber, zoey relishes in the blissful realization that there is no school today. with a touch of laziness lingering in the air, she remains ensconced in the sanctuary of her room, savoring the tranquil solitude.

the gentle rhythm of her breathing intertwines with the soft rustle of blankets as she luxuriates in the simple pleasure of being still. the world outside her bedroom walls beckons, yet zoey feels a soothing reluctance to venture beyond her personal haven.

jhene aiko's melodic tunes fill zoey's room with a tranquil and serene atmosphere. her voice, like a gentle breeze, resonates with warmth and tenderness, as she effortlessly sings each note with heartfelt emotion.

the room becomes a sanctuary, a haven of tranquility, as jhene's music wraps around zoey like a comforting embrace. the soft strumming of the guitar strings reverberates against the walls, creating a subtle rhythm that syncs with the rhythm of zoey's breathing. it's a moment of pure serenity, where time seems to slow down, allowing zoey to bask in the beauty of the morning and the soulful melodies that fill the room.

as jhene's voice effortlessly rises and falls, her lyrics weave tales of love, self-discovery, and the intricacies of life. each word carries a profound meaning, resonating with zoey's own experiences and emotions, offering a sense of solace and understanding. the music becomes a soundtrack to zoey's thoughts.

the morning light dances playfully, casting soft shadows that sway to the rhythm of the music. the room is adorned with a few scattered notebooks and art supplies, it was messy but still a bit put together.

the combination of jhene's heartfelt music and the artistic ambiance creates a serene sanctuary where inspiration flourishes.

as the music softly fades, leaving a lingering sense of calming for the morning. jhene aiko's enchanting melodies have provided a gentle start to the morning, filling zoey's room with a peaceful and introspective energy that will linger throughout the day, reminding her of the beauty of simplicity and the power of music to touch the soul.

zoey found herself deeply immersed in her own world, a realm where her thoughts and musings held her undivided attention. lost in the labyrinth of her mind, she remained blissfully unaware of the incoming call that awaited her on her trusty phone.

minutes ticked by unnoticed as she continued to navigate the intricate pathways of her thoughts.

it wasn't until the very last moment, when the call's incoming notification flashed brightly on her phone screen, that her attention was abruptly jolted back to reality.

startled, zoey's reflexes kicked in, and she instinctively reached out to snatch her phone, her fingers desperately grasping its sleek surface before it slipped into the abyss of missed opportunities.

she could feel the flutter of anticipation building within her as she prepared herself to answer the call. taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes for a brief moment, allowing the air to fill her lungs and steady her racing heart. it was a crucial moment, and she needed to compose herself before she made a fool out of herself.

finally securing a firm grip on her phone, she took a deep breath to compose herself and accepted the call. as the familiar voice on the other end reached her ears, a surge of warmth washed over zoey, momentarily melting away her nerves, "wassup zo."

it was ddot, whose mere presence had the power to light up her world.

zoey's lips curved upwards, her attempt to stifle a smile proving futile. the corners of her mouth betrayed her, forming an undeniable expression of delight. "hi, dottttt," she responded.

her voice carried a softness, infused with genuine warmth and curiosity. unconsciously, her fingers found solace in the familiar ritual of twirling her curls, a habit she often indulged in when feeling a mix of comfort and excitement.

zoey felt a sense of comfort enveloping her, as if she were wrapped in a cozy embrace. The connection between the two friends transcended the limitations of distance and time.

"how are you?" zoey inquired, her tone exuded warmth and care, as if she were holding space for his emotions. her words hung delicately in the air, laced with a subtle eagerness to understand his well-being.

it was a ritual zoey had developed, a conscious effort to always remember to ask how he was doing, even though she knew it could potentially become repetitive. she recognized the power of this simple question, the way it could open doors to deeper conversations and offer a safe haven for him to share his thoughts and feelings.

despite any annoyance that might arise from the repetition, zoey's intention was pure. she honestly just wanted to help him, to be there for him in any way she could. she understood that life could be overwhelming at times, and by consistently asking how he was, she hoped to ease his burden, even if only for a moment.

in a world where many conversations were superficial and fleeting, zoey's unwavering dedication to checking in on his well-being was a testament to the depth of their connection. it was a reminder that he was not alone, that someone truly cared about his happiness and wanted to support him through both the highs and lows.

so, with each inquiry of, 'how are you?' zoey offered more than just a passing question. she extended a lifeline, an opportunity for him to open up and share his joys, sorrows, and everything in between.

"i been good feel me, but yo, you wanna come over my heart?" ddot said lowly which caused zoey to start cheesing.

"ok imma be there."

when zoey ended the call with ddot, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. the thought of spending time with him, made her heart skip a beat. it was the smallest thing but it made her so happy that he was the one to start inviting her over.

zoey quickly hung up the phone, her mind already racing with anticipation. zoey made her way downstairs, her footsteps echoing in the quiet house. the warm glow of the hallway lights guided her path as she descended the staircase, her thoughts consumed with the upcoming meeting. she starts replaying ddot's words in her mind, his it was a small thing but  the gesture that touched her deeply.

reaching the first floor, zoey made her way to the bathroom. with a sense of purpose, she navigated through the halls and reached the bathroom, a sanctuary of cleanliness and tranquility. closing the door behind her, she took a moment to appreciate the serene ambiance of the space.

zoey's keen attention to detail and her love for all things fragrant led her to curate a delightful experience for her senses.

with practiced ease, she selected an assortment of carefully chosen products that would transform her shower into a fragrant haven reminiscent of delicate roses in full bloom.

turning on the faucet, she adjusted the temperature to her exact liking, ensuring a perfect balance between warmth and coolness. the sound of running water soon filled the room, its gentle symphony creating a soothing backdrop to her daily ritual.

as steam began to rise, embracing the air with its comforting embrace, the bathroom transformed into a sanctuary of relaxation.

zoey undressed and stepped into the inviting cascade of water, feeling its gentle caress against her skin. the fragrant steam enveloped her, creating a cocoon of tranquility that transported her to a place of pure bliss.

as the water cascaded over her body, she reached for her assortment of rose-scented products. with each carefully chosen potion, she infused her shower with the essence of a blooming garden. the velvety body wash delicately cleansed her skin, leaving behind a subtle floral fragrance. the silky shampoo and conditioner, infused with the essence of roses, transformed her hair into a fragrant cascade of softness.

zoey took her time, relishing in the sensory experience as she pampered herself with aromatic soaps and exfoliating scrubs. not only did she wanna smell good for herself—she wanted to smell good for ddot.

as the water cascaded down her body, washing away the remnants of the day,zoey emerged from the shower feeling renewed and invigorated. the lingering scent of roses clung to her skin, a fragrant reminder of the sanctuary she had created in the bathroom.

it was a moment of solitude, a chance to wash away any lingering stress or worries. zoey closed her eyes, letting the sensation of the water on her skin transport her to a place of tranquility.

with a towel wrapped snugly around her, zoey stepped out of the shower, leaving behind a space that still resonated with the soothing ambiance she had cultivated. as she exited the bathroom, she carried with her the tranquility and the scent of roses.

when she made it up to her room she walked over to one of her drawers, fingers gliding over over the meticulously folded clothes as she pondered what to wear. a glimmer of nostalgia caught her eye, drawing her attention to a beloved wasteland t-shirt neatly tucked away.

to complement her choice of the wasteland t-shirt, she sought the perfect accompaniment. her gaze shifted towards a pair of light grey sweatpants, their gentle hue mirroring the calmness of her surroundings.

with a satisfied smile, she held the t-shirt and sweatpants in her hands, appreciating the synergy between the two garments.

zoey slipped into pair of clothes, ensuring a perfect fit. afterwards she reached for the delicate bonnet that had lovingly shielded her freshly braided hair all night. slowly and gently, she untied the satin strings, revealing the intricate patterns of her braids. as she removed the bonnet, her braids cascaded down, framing her face with radiant beauty.

turning to her vanity mirror, she took a moment to appreciate her reflection. she thinks she looks pretty, she hopes ddot thinks the same. she applied a touch of makeup, enhancing her natural features.

zoey glanced at her apple tv, realizing she had already wasted half an hour. she grabbed her keys, slipping them into her pocket, and with one last look around her room, she headed out the door.

zoey emerged from her front door, her face adorned with a wide, cheesy smile that radiated her excitement. the sun's warm rays embraced her as she stepped onto the familiar path that led to ddot's house.

but her enthusiasm was momentarily overshadowed by a sharp discomfort coursing through her mouth. it was her braces, those metal contraptions that promised a beautiful smile but often came with their fair share of discomfort.

geitting her teeth, zoey took a moment to compose herself, reminding herself of the future rewards that awaited her once her orthodontic journey was complete. she decided to push through the temporary pain, she continued her walk towards ddot's house.

walking along the well-trodden route, zoey found solace in the picturesque scenery that surrounded her. lush green trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves forming a natural canopy overhead.

zoey's footsteps carried her closer to ddot's house, a destination that had become a regular part of her routine. she was so happy to see him even if it wasn't even that big of a deal—to her it was.

and as she reached ddot's doorstep, her smile regained its full force, a testament to her resilience and the beauty she found in even the simplest moments.

zoey gently rapped her knuckles against the door, a smile spread on her face.

as she stood there, waiting for a response, her heart skipped a beat. the door swung open with an unusual haste, revealing ddot on the other side, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "oh wassup, mama," he murmured, his voice laced with a blend of relief and affection.

zoey couldn't help but notice the subtle yet remarkable change in ddot's appearance. it was the first time she saw him with his hair freshly twisted, and it made a striking difference. a pleasant fragrance wafted through the air, revealing that he had taken the time to not only style his hair but also apply a captivating scent.

matching his effortless style, ddot wore a crisp white t-shirt, wrapped up with a choice of grey sweatpants it was a simple outfit, but somehow it managed to look undeniably good on him.

however, it was the singular chain adorning his neck that truly caught zoey's eyes. it glimmered in the sunlight.

in one swift motion, he reached out and gently tugged her inside, his eagerness palpable.
with a gentle yet firm tug, he guided her inside, creating an intimate space where they could share a moment away from the outside world.

as their bodies pivoted, their eyes met, exchanging unspoken words of affection and comfort. in that embrace, time seemed to stand still, and the world around them faded into the background.

ddot's arms enveloped zoey, drawing her closer to him with a tenderness that she had never experienced before. the touch was gentle, yet reassuringly firm, conveying a sense of protection and warmth.

zoey's heart skipped a beat as she leaned into the embrace, feeling the steady rhythm of ddot's heartbeat against her chest. it was a moment of vulnerability and trust, a silent affirmation of their deepening connection.

the weight of the day's worries and burdens gradually melted away, replaced by a sense of solace and serenity that only their embrace could provide.

in that tender hug, zoey realized that today was different. ddot's touch was more intimate, more affectionate than she had ever witnessed before.

it was a gesture that spoke volumes, revealing a new layer of his emotions and desires. she couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth and proudness. first time she has seen him done this and in a way it was like communicating his feelings—maybe she was just delusional but she liked to believe it.

as the hug lingered, their bodies molded together in perfect harmony, finding comfort in each other's presence. zoey's arms instinctively wrapped around ddot, reciprocating the embrace with equal tenderness and love.

zoey realized that this was a memory she would cherish, a precious moment that would forever be etched in her heart.

when they finally released each other from their embrace, a newfound sense of closeness and understanding lingered between them, silently affirming the unspoken promises that had been exchanged.

in a silent gesture, ddot wordlessly reached out and firmly grasped zoey's hand, gently urging her to follow him towards his room. despite the lack of words, zoey's pretty smile continued to adorn her face, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

as they finally arrived at dot's room, zoey found herself being pulled towards his bed, where she was seated with a sense of urgency.

ddot swiftly began rummaging through his drawers, his movements filled with purpose and determination. the room seemed to hold an air of anticipation, as if something significant was about to unfold.

zoey watched with curiosity as ddot's hands moved swiftly, searching for something amidst the contents of his drawers.

the sound of shifting objects and the occasional murmur of frustration filled the room, creating an atmosphere of both suspense and intrigue. zoey couldn't help but wonder what ddot was searching for and what it meant for their shared moment.

time seemed to stretch as zoey's pulse quickened, her mind brimming with questions and a growing sense of anxiety.

what was ddot trying to find? and why did it seem so important in that moment? the seconds ticked by, building up the suspense.

now that she was thinking of it—the chain that ddot had around his chain was almost identical to the one she had stolen, only it didn't have the photo frame of his grandma in it.

zoey's heart raced with unease as beads of sweat formed on her forehead, unbeknownst to her. her braids began to itch, almost as if they were betraying her. anxiety swelled within her, fueled by the nagging fear that ddot would find out she stole the chain.

the weight of her actions hung heavily on her mind, casting a shadow of doubt and trepidation over her every thought. she couldn't shake the haunting image of ddot confronting her, fury burning in his eyes, as he exposed her secret theft to the world.

the consequences of her actions loomed large, leaving zoey in a state of restless anticipation, her every nerve on edge.

wirh a triumphant smile, ddot retrieved the object from the depths of his drawer, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. the tension in the room slowly dissipated as he turned towards zoey, holding out whatever he had found.

"i was lookin for this shit for dumb long, before you even came over." he held the lighter with a huge smile on his face.

she desperately tried to maintain a composed facade, attempting to hide her panic, but the beads of sweat forming on her forehead were undeniable evidence of her inner turmoil. it felt as if she had just sprinted a marathon, the physical manifestation of her anxiety.

ddot, always perceptive, noticed the sudden change in zoey's demeanor. his eyebrows furrowed with concern as he observed her closely as he walked up to her.

he could sense that something was amiss, a disturbance in the typically calm and collected aura she exuded. with genuine worry in his voice, he asked, "what's the matter ma? you look like you jus ran track." he chuckled softly at the end.

zoey's heart sank further upon hearing his question, intensifying her anxiety. her mind raced, searching for the right words to explain herself without incriminating her actions.

she took a deep breath, attempting to steady her voice as she replied, "i'm good. it's just not in here—yeah just really hot." zoey starts to fan her self with her hand.

ddot smirks softly before sitting right next to her on the edge of the bed. "oh word? i thought it was actually mad brick in here."

zoey found herself grappling with the onset of a stutter as she desperately endeavored to regain her composure and formulate a coherent response. the right words eluded her, despite her best efforts.

ddot's gaze shifted towards her, noticing her struggle to articulate her thoughts. concern etched on his face because never had zoey been scared to say something.

"you good zo? you look stressed ma heart." he whispered softly. gently, he reached out and picked up her delicate hand, intertwining their fingers in a comforting gesture.

zoey initially waved him off, a genuine smile slowly spread across her face. "yeah i'm good. i promise." she assured him, her voice carrying a touch of gratitude.

acknowledging her response, ddot nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. he carefully maneuvered himself on the spacious bed, making his way towards the plush headboard of their king-sized haven.

with a gentle pull, he guided zoey alongside him, ensuring their bodies were in close proximity. the warmth of their connection radiated as they settled into a comfortable embrace, the soft fabric of the bed enveloping them both.

as they nestled together, ddot's gaze never wavered from zoey's face, captivated by her captivating beauty. with each passing moment, he found himself more enchanted by her unique features.

his eyes traced the delicate curve of her long, lush eyelashes, framing her mesmerizing eyes like a work of art. the depth and warmth within her eyes drew him in, reflecting a world of emotions that only heightened his admiration.

moving his gaze downward, he marveled at her luscious, full lips, a striking contrast against her flawless dark skin. they held an allure that tempted him to lean in closer, imagining the sweetness of her smile and the softness of her touch.

in ddot's eyes, zoey embodied a beauty that surpassed conventional standards, she was something way more than pretty something he couldn't even put in words.

"ddot? the lighter has been opened for a long time." zoey mumbled as she turns of the lighter that was in ddot's other hand. ddot kissed his teeth softly before turning it back on.

lost in his thoughts, he had left it open and forgotten about it. sensing his distraction, zoey gently nudged him, "ddot? the lighter has been opened for a long time."

Startled from his reverie, ddot's lips curled into a sheepish smile. he reached out to close the lighter, but not before zoey turned it off herself.

"i just got distracted from ya pretty ass face. that's ya fault." he pointed a finger at her.

zoey's cheeks flushed with a mixture of bashfulness and nervousness. she leaned back to sit next to him with a soft smile on her face.

ddot opened the lighter once again, revealing the flickering flame. he positioned it just above the tip of his blunt, the soft glow illuminating the room. gntly, he brought the flame closer, allowing the fire to dance upon the edge of the paper.

as the ember ignited, a warm trail of smoke began to curl upwards, casting a sweet and earthy aroma that filled the air around him. with a satisfied smile, ddot placed the lighter back on the bedside table, its metal surface still warm from the flame's touch.

bringing the freshly lit blunt to his lips, he took a slow, deliberate inhale, feeling the gentle pull of the smoke as it flowed into his lungs. the familiar sensation enveloped him, momentarily suspending time and creating a tranquil space of relaxation.

zoey looked at him in awe, she never liked smoking or smoked in general but him doing it right in front of her making it seem so smooth, fun in a way.

as ddot takes another hit from the blunt. "you smoke?" curiosity lingers in his voice, prompting her to shake her head in response. "no," she replies, her tone tinged with a hint of reluctance.

"no. it doesn't really seem fun cause when i was younger and used to see my mom smoke she used to choke on it. along with jahzara—she starts wheezing on the thing, it doesn't even seem fun."

it was during her formative years that zoey witnessed her mother navigating the challenges of early motherhood, as she had embraced the role at a tender age. while zoey's father stood by her side, offering support and companionship, her mother found herself entangled in the remnants of her former life, clinging onto familiar habits that had yet to fade away.

in the midst of zoey's childhood, her mother's old ways persisted, becoming an indelible part of their daily lives. the weight of responsibilities and the demands of parenthood often cast a shadow, leaving her mother susceptible to moments of stress and tension.

during these trying times, zoey's mother sought solace and temporary respite in the embrace of a familiar vice - the comforting allure of a few puffs of smoke.

amidst the trials and tribulations of life, zoey's mother occasionally turned to the soothing ritual of indulging in a couple of well-earned blunts. these moments provided her with a brief respite from the pressures that accompanied her role as a young parent, allowing her to temporarily escape the overwhelming demands of her reality.

throughout it all, zoey bore witness to these aspects of her mother's life, etching them into the fabric of her memories. zoey loves her mom like crazy. she doesn't know what she would do if she wasn't by her side.

she remembers jahzara, who also had some difficulties when she first started smoking. jahzara would wheeze and cough, their attempts at enjoyment overshadowed by the discomfort caused by the habit.

despite zoey's reservations, ddot's inquiry doesn't deter her from engaging in conversation. with a noticeable shift in tone, she begins to ramble on about various topics, skillfully diverting the discussion onto new paths.

oh yeah , have them like kinda cuddled up somewhere or flirt & then the moment js breaks out .

as much as zoey was talking ddot still fails to acknowledge her words. it seems as though he's lost in his own world, she honestly didn't think she was talking that much to annoy him she was just doing it to talk to him but it obviously came off like something else.

just as she was gonna five ddot a full backstory on her childhood, ddot—unable to find the words or the willingness to engage in conversation, leaned in and pressed his lips against zoey's—momentarily silences her ramblings.

though unexpected, the kiss carries a mix of emotions — frustration, longing, and perhaps even a hint of desperation.

in that brief moment, an array of emotions swirled within her. and she couldn't even make out each one.

as their lips met, time seemed to stand still, granting them a suspended space where words lost their power. the silence that enveloped them held a weight beyond mere absence of sound. the kiss spoke volumes, conveying a depth of emotion that transcended the limitations of language.

for zoey, the kiss became a catalyst for introspection. it acted as a mirror, reflecting her own yearning for emotional intimacy and vulnerability. in ddot's embrace, she found a temporary respite from the chaos of her thoughts, a fleeting moment of solace amidst the turbulent sea of her mind.

but as the kiss ended and reality seeped back in, questions lingered. does ddot feel a weird way just like zoey does? or was the kiss merely a desperate attempt to momentarily silence her ramblings, a brief escape from her talking?

ddor smiles at the girl, pecking her lips once again. he pulled her hand and nestled her head in the crook of his neck—zoey to nervous to say anything just stays quiet. while her heart almost beats out of her chest.

F SPEAKS 🧖‍♀️

NOTE— this is 4k words short, it was supposed to be 8k words but chile.. ik damn well the largest i've done was 6k 😂😂😂😂. i was watchin ddot's stream throughout this whole thing and STILL is. anyways get ready for this drama shit it been too calm 💋💋. fia loves ya 🫶🏾.