Five months later.
"Baby move, damn. Give that to me before I knock yo punk ass out." Von took a box of clothes from Saniyah's hands, and she frowned at him.
"Stop playing so much. Move Dayvon y-."
"No, you fucking move. Go sit down somewhere I told you to stop touching stuff. Look at you, can't even breathe. Sit down Saniyah." He told her, and she realized that she was lightly panting, making her frown once more.
"You are so mean I'm literally just trying to help." She mumbled, walking to go sit on her living room couch, really the only piece of furniture left in her house.
She leaned back in the couch, her face frowning up as a cramp took over the left side of her stomach. Her eyes adverted to her front door, watching a shirtless Kentrell walk in.
"Baby why you mad fa'?" He leaned down to kiss her face, though he'd seen her just a few minutes ago.
"Because Von told me that he hated me." She mumbled, a small frown on her face.
"You being deadass?" He asked, an instant mug placing on his face once she nodded.
"Hold up." He pulled his sweats up, heading towards the back, and a few seconds later she could hear them bickering.
"Nigga I ain't fucking say that. Get the fuck out my face before you piss me off too." Von's voice could be heard, and she rolled her eyes.
"Nigga why would she just lie like that?"
"Cause she a fucking liar. What you mean?" He exasperated in response, and Kentrell realized that she was being dramatic, making him smack his lips.
"Bae." He frowned, now standing back in front of her with his arms folded.
"What? He did." She returned the frown, sighing as he left kisses on her face.
"What you was tryna do? Move boxes?" He asked, and she nodded her head.
"I just wanted to help. He's not packing the way that I want him to so I was doing it and he said he was gone knock my punk ass out." She pouted, before looking over as Von walked in.
"Cause I am. I done told you more than three times to just tell me what to do so I can do it. You damn near nine months pregnant Saniyah you don't need to be carrying them big ass boxes." He scolded her, and she folded her arms over her belly.
"I just wanted to help." She muttered, and he leaned down to kiss her neck.
"Ight come on. Come and show me." He pulled her up, and she wiped her face, still frowning.
"I don't feel like it, I'm tired." She mumbled, and both him and Kentrell tried not to laugh, and once she rolled her eyes, they let it out.
"Y'all are so ugly." She walked past them, holding underneath her belly, slowly waddling towards her refrigerator that was basically empty.
She grabbed her tray of fruit, that and pouches of caprisuns being the only thing in her refrigerator. She opened it, standing in the opening of the fridge since she was hot, beginning to eat her fruit.
"Baby can you give me a chair please?" She looked at Kentrell, and he paused his conversation with Von, grabbing her a stool, and she sat down on it, still in front of the fridge.
"We almost done and then you can go to sleep at home, okay?" Kentrell smiled at his own words, and she did too. She loved that they all now had a 'home'.
The three of them were currently in the process of moving into their brand new house-a four bedroom, six bathroom house in a quiet suburban neighborhood in Atlanta.
They'd had the house built from the ground up, perfected just the way they wanted, and it was finally ready for them to move in.
The house was decked out with a full on gaming and entertainment room, along with a theater, a pool and jacuzzi set, and a pool table.
Saniyah was so excited, and she couldn't wait for her babies to arrive and be able to be in their very own nursery that she'd personally decorated.
"Ok baby. Can we get Taco Bell?" She asked, and he immediately shook his head no, making her frown.
"Girl them babies don't fuck wit' dairy the same way I don't and you not finna be farting in my damn car. You'ca eat chic fil a or something." He told her, and she formed her face into a pout because she'd really wanted Taco Bell.
"Stop with them damn puppy eyes. I said no, no is the answer." He chuckled, kissing her cheek, before walking away from her.
She stood up from her stool, waddling over to Dayvon who was carrying two of the last few boxes towards the Uhaul truck.
"Baby can you take me to Taco Bell before we go home please?" She asked him, following him out the door.
"Go ask Kentrell ma." He told her, lowly grunting at the weight of the heavy boxes, sitting them in the truck.
"He said ask you." She lied, watching as he turned to face her, his muscles unintentionally flexing.
"Okay. Yeah, we can." He kissed the side of her face, and a sly grin etched across her lips.
"Thank you. How many more boxes are left?" She asked, hold his hand, the two of them walking slow because if she moved any faster she'd lose her breath.
"Six. Go sit in the truck with the air, give us like five minutes. Hea'." He passed her the keys and her tray of fruit, and she took them both, kissing his cheek.
"Ummm, I need help getting in." She chuckled, and he laughed, walking with her back outside, and then he picked her body up and placed her in the truck.
"Thanks sexy daddy bae." She put the key in the ignition, cranking it up. He smirked, stepping down from the truck and walking back in her empty house.
Saniyah scrolled on her phone, deciding to go live on Kentrell's Instagram page. She watched as it quickly gained over fifty thousand views, and she read over the comments.
She made sure her belly stayed out of frame, sticking pineapple bites in her mouth as she continued to read them.
"Hey Khris." She spoke to one of Kentrell's friends that she knew, seeing that he commented.
"KD I will beat the dog shit out of you." She frowned after seeing that he called her fat, requesting to join the live.
"Big body Benz memba' I used to be dusty!" He rolled his neck in the camera, and she stale faced him.
"You still is bitch. Wassam Ne, what y'all on?" Ben took the phone from him, and she laughed at the first statement.
"Packing up the house. Well, they are. I'm eating my fruit." She bit into her strawberry, and KD shook his head at her.
"Big fat ass bitch." He snaked his neck once more, hissing once Ben popped his neck.
"Get the fuck on. Damn. Where yo mama at?" Ben rolled his eyes, and Saniyah laughed again.
"Bitch that's my mufuckin' phone and you know Shontaria dead hoe." He retorted, and Saniyah's jaw dropped.
"Go dig her dead ass up and get the fuck out my face." He waved him off, and Saniyah's eyes widened, before she busted out laughing once the phone dropped because they began fighting.
"They are so ghetto. Oh my damn god." She face palmed herself, hearing KD screaming.
"Bink! Mink, mink, mink, mink. Oop bitch weave game too crucial! I-damn bitch!" He shrieked, and Saniyah laughed again.
"Yeah I got my ass beat. But am I gone stop talking shit? No. Will I get my ass beat again? Yes, maybe. But will I stop? Oh okay then." He panted hard once he picked his phone back up, and she shook her head, reading comments of people laughing at them.
"Them dirty ass dreads Keldrick. Come over tomorrow so that I can redo them. You look like a bum." She frowned at him, and he returned the frown.
"Bi-."
"Watch yo fucking mouth bitch I wish you would." Kentrell spoke, climbing in the truck, in the passenger seat.
"Welllll, you're not here to beat my ass, soooo..." Kd trailed off, before Ben snatched the phone from him.
"I am bitch. Quit playin' with my fuckin' sista fa' I kill yo dumbass. Move." He mushed his head, and Saniyah laughed, scooting over in the seat as Von sat next to her, putting the truck in drive once they were all buckled in.
"I hate all of y'all. Broke hoe Joe! Come hea'!" KD called out, and Von chuckled, shaking his head.
"Ben I'm finna get off. Make sure y'all come over soon so I can retwist those nasty ass dreads." She told him, seeing that his needed to be badly redone as well.
"After I just beat his ass for you, you gone degrade me like this? Mane bye." He exited from the live, and she laughed.
"Bye bye guys." She waved in the camera, ending the live, and then locking her phone.
"Fuck." She groaned as soon as she put her phone down, holding underneath her belly and lifting herself from the seat.
"Baby sit back. What you doin'?" Von glanced over at her as Kentrell placed his hand on her stomach.
"I'm so tired of these damn contractions." Tears began to fall from her face, sniffing as Kentrell rubbed over the spot her babies were kicking at.
"Lemme see." He mumbled, lifting the oversized shirt she wore up, leaning down to place his face on the side of her stomach.
He kept his hand in the same spot, soothing the pain, and soon enough, her babies calmed all the way down.
"Thank you. I hate this so much." She mumbled, wiping her face. She was so tired of being pregnant and the pain that came with it.
"You welcome baby. You get induced soon, hold on a lil bit longer." He chuckled, gripping her thigh as he unlocked his phone.
She frowned, before smiling as Von pulled the truck into the Taco Bell parking lot.
"Dayvon what is you doing? I said she couldn't eat here." Kentrell frowned, looking over at him, and he rose an eyebrow.
"She said you told her to ask m-Saniyah why is you always lying?" Von mugged her and she shrugged.
"I wasn't loved as a child. But we're here already so just let me out so I can get my food please." She innocently smiled, and Kentrell stifled a laugh at her first statement, coughing to hide it.
"No. You getting chic fil a. Von go over there." Kentrell pointed across the parking lot of the food court where chic fil a was, and once he pulled off, Saniyah huffed.
"I fucking hate my life. I'm the one carrying two big ass kids that I didn't even ask for, and I can't even get no Taco Bell? It's just Taco Bell. And if I shit this is my ass, not yours. You want somebody to be lactose intolerant like you so bad. Get on my fucking nerves." Saniyah angrily rambled, groaning in frustration once they ignored her.
"Fine. Hate me then, I don't care. I hate me too." She mumbled, folding her arms on top of her belly.
"Stop talking like that girl." Von chuckled, and she rolled her eyes as the truck stopped.
"You wan' me to get you some macaroni and cheese?" Kentrell asked her, and she nodded her head.
"And some nuggets and two large fries. And a lemonade. And a spicy sandwich with cheese too. Please." She held a pout on her face, and it turned into a small smile once he repeatedly kissed her bottom lip.
"'Preciate it. What you wan'?" He asked, opening the door and stepping down as Von passed him his shirt.
"Nuggets and fries." He told him, and he nodded, pulling his shirt over his head, then closing the truck door.
"Stop looking at me." She mumbled, able to feel Von's eyes on her.
"I don't give a fuck 'bout this attitude you got boo." He smirked, and she held back a laugh, trying to keep up her fake attitude.
"Whatever boo." She mocked him, and he laughed, making her do the same.
"It's not funny 'cause you said I could get some." She chuckled, mushing his head.
"You think you slick, be asking him and when he say no you ask me. And you do it the other way around too. Spoiled ass." He shook his head at her, and she shrugged.
"It's your fault, and his too. Like why would you tell me no? That's crazy. That's like begging me to take my own life." She leaned her head back on the seat, beginning to become uncomfortable.
"Girl bye." He waved her off, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.
"You are so sassy." She mumbled, closing her eyes as she rubbed her lower stomach.
"Ima get you home so you can lay on your pillow ok?" He reached over to rub her stomach as well, and she nodded her head.
Both her and Von's phone began to constantly buzz with notifications, and she immediately frowned, opening her eyes.
"Nah give me that." He took her phone from her before she could check her notifications, and her frown deepened.
"I don't wanna hear it Noni. These dumbass blogs ain't gone do shit but piss you off anyways." He told her, not wanting her to stress herself out as he unlocked his phone.
"So you can see it but I can't? Von I'm not a child. Give me my phone." She took from his hand, switching over to Instagram at the same time Kentrell got in the car.
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theshaderoom : OH-KAY! #NoniRose hit the 'gram with some flicks a few weeks back, and those same pictures are trending on Twitter right now! Fans are seeming to speculate that she's pregnant, spotting a baby bump in her shadow! She has been with both #NBAYoungboy and #KingVon for over a year now. Thoughts?! (📸:kaiwritesss )
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freakymarko : I hate to be the one to ask but who the daddy cause sis is def preggers 😭😭
nbakd2x : I a fucking bite y'all monster face azzez
tommiee_ : She's so gorg 😍😍😍😍
"Dumb ass bitch ass blogs so fucking aggravating. Saniyah give me that." Kentrell took her phone from her, and she didn't even object, feeling tears falling from her eyes.
"Saniyah y-." Von started, and she cut him off.
"I don't wanna talk about it. Just take me home please." She sniffed, wiping her face as she avoided the gaze of both of them.
She was so upset, especially after reading some of the comments. She didn't understand how people could be so bored and obsessed with someone else's life.
Why were they even paying attention to her shadow? She wished she'd been more careful with the pictures she'd posted because she didn't even realize that her baby bump was indeed visible.
She continued to wipe her face, trying to stop herself from crying. That wasn't how she wanted to announce her pregnancy at all. She wanted to do it when she was ready, and on her own terms. She hated the attention that was put on her because of who Kentrell and Dayvon were.
After a quiet twenty minute drive, Von was backing the uhaul truck into their large driveway, then turned it off.
He stepped out, effortlessly picking Saniyah's heavy body up, placing her on her feet once she was out of the truck.
"Stop crying fat ma." He wiped her face, and she sniffed, a pout resting on her lips.
"They are so annoying. That wasn't their business to tell, and then the people in the comments are so fucking mean. I don't even bother anybody, I barely even be on Instagram." She softly cried, and he wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry on his chest.
"Bae." Kentrell called out, and she sniffed again, turning her head to face him.
"Suck that shit up. You got mo' money then any mufucka in the comments. Them our kids, not theirs. Whatever the fuck they gotta say 'bout what we got goin' don't matter cause they ain't doing shit for you or the babies. It's social media, them bitches gone hate cause they ain't got shit else to do. Stop crying." He told her, and she nodded her head, wiping her face dry.
"You can still post and announce whenever you want. This yo world guh'. Fuck them." He kissed her cheek, and she sniffed once more, getting herself together.
"Thank you baby. I love you." She mumbled, still holding on to Von.
"I love you. Go in the house and lay down. I know you hot. Hm." He passed her the bag of food and her drink, and she let Von go to grab it.
"Will y'all hurry so that I can go to sleep please?" She used her sleeve to dry her face all the way, a small smile gracing her face once Von kissed her cheek.
"Yeah ma. We'a be in there in a minute." He told her, and she nodded, walking towards their front door.
Kentrell chuckled, watching her waddle due to the size of her stomach being in the way of her walking straight.
"Quit laughing at my girl bitch." Von chuckled, letting the door to the truck up, revealing the few stacks of boxes they had to take in.
"Shut the fuck up. Her big ass." He smiled, pulling his shirt back off, knowing he was about to become hot from carrying the heavy boxes.
"Say somethin' else i'a beat yo ass." Von replied, grabbing a box and putting it on his shoulder.
"Ima beat yours. Inna bed." He shrugged in response, and Von smacked his lips, walking away, making Kentrell laugh.
It took them half an hour to move the rest of their boxes in the house, and then all three of them spent the rest of the day unpacking all of their things, finishing putting their house together.
"My feet hurt so bad." Saniyah said in a low whine, laying her naked body on her U shaped pregnancy pillow, fresh out the shower.
"Let me see." Kentrell sat at the end of the bed, pulling his headset off and pausing his game, grabbing her feet.
"Thank you." She mumbled, her eyes closing as his thumb pressed into different parts of her feet to massage them.
"He only doing that cause it make his dick hard." Von told her, climbing in the bed next to her, making both her and Kentrell laughed.
"I know. I feel it." She chuckled, able to feel Kentrell's hard dick on the ball of her feet.
"Nobody give a fuck," Kentrell waved both of them off, continuing to massage her feet.
Saniyah smiled as she watched Von tie his hair back into a ponytail, her favorite hairstyle on him.
"I love when you do your hair like that." She pulled his face down to hers, repeatedly pecking his lips, and he chuckled.
"I love when you pull my hair when we fu-."
"Ruined it. Move." She mushed his head after cutting him off, and both him and Kentrell laughed.
She held a lazy smile on her face, closing her eyes again. She loved the simple moments with them that reminded her how in love she was. Before she knew it, she'd dozed off listening to the two of them talk.
booski w his hair tied back 💦💦💦💦😍😍