"Mason." No response.
"Mason Jackson." Still no response.
"Baby, I want attention please." Still nothing.
He's been on his Xbox all day. I crawled up onto his lap and straddled his hips. I took the headset off and placed it down on the side table.
"Rheia, what are you doing?" He groaned.
"I want attention. You've been playing this all day, and I feel lonely." I explained to him.
"But there was literally one game left on this round." He protested.
"There has been one game left for the past four hours. I know I don't play games like you do, but I'm pretty sure one game in a round cannot last four hours." I argued.
"But-"
"I don't wanna hear a but. I want your attention." I stated.
"Rheia baby, you had my attention yesterday." He said causing me to scoff.
"You got here late last night and went to bed. How is that giving me your attention?"
"I cuddled you in the bed?" I rolled my eyes and got off of him. "Where are you going baby?"
"Just play your fucking game."
I walked out of the room and sat down on the sofa. I sighed and started to watch a show I had already watched a thousand times. It wasn't long before I heard him shouting at the game again and I sighed.
It had been another hour since I had left him, and I decided I had had enough.
I got up off the couch and walked into our room. I quickly stripped off all my clothes and put on a red and black, laced lingerie set. I quickly revamped the curls I had in my hair and set them with hairspray. I then sprayed some vanilla perfume and walked out.
I walked into the gaming room and shut the door behind me. I did it quietly, so I didn't gain his attention. I stood in the corner of the room, just watching him play.
It was down to two people left in his round, him and another guy he was on the call with. I decided to walk up behind him and tap his shoulder. His hand swatted my hand away so I tried again.
"Not right now Rheia." He said.
"Mason." I said to him.
"I said not right now." He repeated, not turning around.
I sighed and started to make my way around. I walked and stood in front of him, far enough away so that he couldn't touch me, but close enough so that I'd be blocking most of the tv from his line of sight.
"What the fuck do you- holy shit." He breathed out as his eyes scanned my body. "Yo bro, I'm gonna join later, there's some things I gotta sort out."
He hung up the call and took the headset off. He placed his controller on the side and leant back in the chair. I watched as his eyes trailed my body slowly, not leaving anything under looked.
"You're very pretty baby." He said as I saw the bulge in his sweatpants grow.
"So now I have your attention?" I asked as I placed my hands on my hips, annoyed.
"Come on baby. It's not like that." He defended as he sat up a little.
"Isn't it?" I argued.
"You know it's not. I love you." He protested.
"Is it me you love? Or is it my body?" I fought back.
He looked taken aback by my statement but still argued with me.
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His and Hers - IMAGINES
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