𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐃-𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃

•.¸♡𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐗 𝐃𝐃𝐎𝐓♡¸.• 🎵 no music playing — just the hum of your fan and TikTok sounds echoing through the room.

you and ddot were chillin’ at your crib, lights low, everything mad cozy. the LED lights were set to purple, casting a soft glow across your room. the window was cracked, lettin’ in a small breeze, and the fan was spinning slow in the corner. it was calm. peaceful.

ddot was knocked up in your bed, hoodie on, blanket pulled to his chest, legs stretched out, scrolling silently through his phone. he was deep in tiktok — face blank, barely reacting, just locked in.

you sat at your vanity, back turned to him, playing in your hair and tryin’ new styles with the ends. you glanced at him in the mirror now and then, but kept to yourself… until you heard it.

that one sound. that one loud ass, viral intro: “WHAT’S GOOOD Y’ALL — IT’S YA GIRL COOKINWITKAYA!”

your hands froze mid-air.

you turned your head slow, brows raised. ddot was still scrollin’, tryna act unbothered, but that video was still playing over and over. his face stayed blank, but he ain’t pause it. didn’t even skip. just… kept watchin’.

you stared, waiting. but when he didn’t speak, you finally broke the silence.

“who you watchin’?” your tone was calm, but sharp. you already knew the answer.

he didn’t even look up. still scrollin’, voice low.

“nun… js some recipe cookbook shii.”

you blinked. oh really.

like you ain’t recognize cookinwitkaya’s voice from a mile away. like she ain’t your biggest op on tiktok. like y’all ain’t beefin in the comments just last week.

ddot finally looked up, sensing your energy change. his lips twitched like he was tryna keep a straight face, but deep down, he knew he got caught.

“why you actin’ like that? i ain’t even know it was her frr.”

but the way his phone was still angled toward him, turned slightly so you couldn’t see? yeah. he knew.