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jamie stepped in the shop quick, tryna dodge them turkish niggas that been on his case constantly. he let out a deep breath, runnin his hand down his face before clockin the place. he started strollin through slow, hands buried in his joggers
thatβs when he clocked you. froze up in a second. you two used to link now n then, bare times it was just makeup or mash, but it was never anything official like that. he stepped up, little smirk on his face, n gave your shoulder a soft tap. when you spun round to face him, the smirk was still there
βyo, what you sayin, gyal? You tryna link or suttin?β but then his eyes dropped... n he clocked the small bump on your belly. barely noticeable, but it was there
that smirk? gone, like he got hit in the chest. he looked back at your face, sayin nothing. just starin, like he was waitin on an answer without even askin the question. he didnβt even know why it mattered so much why he cared who got you preeβd upβ¦ or why you were even pregnant in the first place