A Different Kind of Love

Young and Wild and Free- Rossi

Lots of fluff. Reader is jamming out and Rossi can't resist loving her for who she is.

You danced around the house, bobbing your head to the beat. You had a wooden spoon in one hand as you rapped the lyrics, oblivious to your boyfriend's presence in the doorway.

The music blared louder through the several speakers throughout the entire house.

"So what we get drunk,
so what we smoke weed,
we're just having fun!"

"We don't care who sees,
So what we go out,
That's how it's supposed to be,
Living young and wild and free!"

You twirled around with a smile, stirring the pasta sauce you hoped would make your boyfriend proud. You had tried your best to recreate his mama's recipe.

You swayed your hips, belting out the lyrics like a mad woman:

""So what we get drunk,
so what we smoke weed,
we're just having fun!"

"We don't care who sees,
So what we go out,
That's how it's supposed to be,
Living young and wild and free!"

You only knew those lyrics the best, but they never ceased to amuse you.

"Yea, roll one, smoke one,
When you live like this you're supposed to party,
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun,
So we just, roll one, smoke one,
When you live like this you're supposed to party,
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun!"

You laughed to yourself, completely engrossed in the song. Oh, if only the team knew the shit you listened to on your free time.

"So what we get drunk,
So what we smoke weed,
We're just having fun-"

You shuffled to the side and turned around, your eyes landing on the man leaning against the doorway, a smile on his handsome face.

"We don't care who sees,
So what we go out,
That's how its supposed to be,
Living young and wild and free!"

You blushed profusely and quickly fumbled with your phone to shut off the blaring music your boyfriend was not supposed to hear.

The sound cut off and you stood there awkwardly, a wooden spoon in hand.

You made an 'eek' face at him, "You weren't supposed to hear that."

Rossi stood up straighter, "I'm just surprised I didn't walk in here to find you puffing on a blunt, y/n."

You swallowed thickly, "Uhh..." you turned back to the pasta sauce, "We can forget that..."

You heard footsteps behind you before Rossi wrapped his arms around you, his hot breath ghosting over your ear. "I'm going to marry you, and you can blare that song on the dance floor and I'll dance with you."

You drew in a breath, "Seriously?"

"Oh, yeah. I'd love to see Aaron's face when he sees us belting out that song of yours. You don't think I know who Snoop Dogg is?" He questioned in amusement.

You giggled, "I didn't think so..."

He dipped his finger into the pasta sauce, tasting it, "Master'd it I see."

You turned around to face him, eyes bright, "It's good?"

He nodded, sucking the rest of the sauce off of his finger, "It's great."

You blushed, turning off the pot, "I tried at least..."

Rossi leaned over and grabbed your phone, replaying the song. Your ears heated up as it blared through the house again.

"So what we get drunk,
so what we smoke weed,
we're just having fun!"

Rossi pulled you to him, twirling you around. You started laughing as he sang the next lyrics:

"We don't care who sees,
So what we go out,
That's how it's supposed to be,
Living young and wild and free!"

You hit at his chest, "Stop! That's too-" you died of laughter as he continued rapping. "Dave, please-" you pushed at him, your face bright red and tears leaving your eyes.

He pulled you back into him, letting the song blare around the both of you as he clashed his lips against yours.

He nibbled at your ear, "I'm going to make you my wife, y/n."

You leaned into him, playing with the collar of his shirt, "Yeah?"

His eyes glittered as he looked down at you, "If you can dance to Snoop Dogg then, yeah, I'm going to put a ring on your damn finger."

You smiled, "I love you."

He chuckled, pecking your nose, "I love you too, my Miss Young And Wild And Free." You giggled as he let the song play on repeat as he tugged you towards his bedroom.

Tonight, the both of you were going to be Young and Wild and Free.