"I know you fking lying," I said as I walked out the room.
Sharife was there on the couch knocked out.
"My poor baby tired," I smiled before the slapping the shit out of him.
"What was that for y/n?" He yelled as he sat up.
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I couldn't help but laugh, the look on his face was hilarious.
"You fell asleep and I'm ready now," I pouted.
"Maybe if you didn't take so long I wouldn't be sleeping in the first place," He rolled his eyes.
He got up and smirked at me.
"You do look good tho babygirl, you sure you don't want to stay instead," He said hugging me from behind.
"No, no I want food," I chuckled.
"I don't think i need food," He smirked again.
"Why?" I inquired confusedly.
"I'll be full after I eat your pus—"
"OK RIFE! let's go," I laughed cutting him off.
"Yeah yeah I can always save space for dessert," He smiled widely.
Before I met Sharife, I swore that he was quiet and shy, but after we got together I saw the real him. This mf can't keep quiet.
We drove to the restaurant and walked in hand in hand.
We sat, ordered and waited for the food to arrive.
"Y/n," Sharife said looking at me seriously.
"Sharife."
He stared at me in a contemplating manner.
He grabbed my hand and gently rubbed his thumb on it.
"Let me start by saying that I'm so lucky to have you. You're literally everything i've ever wanted. You understand me and I understand you. You complete me. You're the girl version to me. I just want to protect you and keep you safe. I want you all to myself and i'll damn sure beat a nigga's ass for coming at you the wrong way. What i'm trying to say is," He said before pausing.
"I love you."
Tears formed in my eyes after his little speech. This was the first time he told me that he loves me. We've been dating for five months now, and I've been waiting patiently for this day.
"I love you too baby, so so much," I smiled.
I leaned over the table and kissed all over his face.
"Are you blushing?" I asked chuckling.
"I don't blush, Im too gangster for that," He laughed covering his face.
