𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐋🎠 | Travis Scott.

𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮 🎠

chapter forty:
I LOVE YOU

———

Kelsey

"Shit, it's one am. We should call it a night, we have a photoshoot tomorrow." Ivorah said and everyone got up.

"I literally forgot about that, mom is gonna kill me." I got up from the couch as well and took Jacques' hand in mines, "Goodnight guys."

After we all exchanged goodnight wishes, Jack and I headed to my room.

"Do you still have the clothes that I left in here?" He asked as he placed his phone and keys on the nightstand.

"Yeah, but let's take a quick shower first." Jacques nodded and we both walked in the bathroom that was in my room.

We got out of our clothes and hoped in the shower.

"Shit, that's cold." Jacques whined when the cold water touched his leg, making me laugh, "Just wait for it to get warm. It takes a few minutes." I told him and put my hair in a messy bun, so it wouldn't get wet.

"You're literally shivering." I laughed harder at him and Jack rolled his eyes. "Not my fault."

"I will warm you. Come here, big baby." I hugged his waist tight and rubbed his back softly with my hands. "Better now?"

"Definitely." Jacques said while messing with my hair.

"I think it's ready." I broke the hug and after I adjusted the water pressure, I let it hit our bodies.

Two or three minutes later, we got out of the shower and dried ourselves with two white towels.

"Where did you put my boxers and sweatpants?" Jacques asked me and I walked to my closet to get them. "Here."

"Thank you, baby." He pecked my lips and I smiled.

I applied some body lotion on me and started dressing up for bed.

Jacques was in his black supreme boxers with some grey sweatpants, as I put on my underwear with some random sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt and started doing my skin care routine.

"Do you have to do all this shit every night?" Jacques hugged me from behind and whined against my neck.

"Yeah, my skin has to be fresh and clean." I answered and applied some serum on my face. "Matter of fact, you should too. I see a small pimple on your forehead." I laughed a little when he looked at me weirdly.

"I ain't putting no shit on my face." He immediately declined and I frowned.

A few seconds later, I was done with my routine and washed my hands. "C'mon baby, don't you want to be fresh?" I turned around to ask him.

"I'm not the freshest man alive, but I don't like putting stuff on my face." Jack answered with a shrug and I smiled.

"There's a first time for everything, babe. We could start with a simple black mask tomorrow!" I clapped my hands in excitement and Jacques furrowed his eyebrows.