Imagine your Michael's wife and ya'll get into an argument and ya'll still have to sleep in the same bed. Name: Rihanna Behling Maiden name: Rihanna March Face:
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"She was just being nice" Michael said as he pulled the covers back "Oh I'm not mad at her I'm mad it you" I said putting toothpaste on my toothbrush "Why?!" He walked into the bathroom "Because, you was being a lil to nice Michael. Hugs don't require your big ass hands to be that damn low" I started brushing my teeth
Earlier today Michael had seen an old coworker and they were talk. She was about to leave so they hugged each other and he touched her butt.
"I still love you" He stood next to me "Whatever" I wiped my mouth off leaving the bathroom "I'm sorry" He turned off the bathroom light following me "I know you are" I said lying down in bed
"Why won't you forgive me?" Michael lied next me "Mhm" I ignored him while turning on the TV watching Empire "Riri, baby please I'm sorry I didn't mean to do it" He kept apologizing and got ignored "Mike you too damn loud" I shushed him while paying attention to the TV show
He hated being called Mike by me because it's what all his friends called him. I mostly called him babe or baby so when I call him Mike I'd probably be referring to him as a friend to make him mad.
"Mike?! You mean babe" He sat up "Nah, also you a good friend bro" I knew he'd be mad "Friend?! Bro?! Nah, I'm not your friend I'm your husband" He scooted closer to me "Sir, my husband goes by the name of Shawn Wayans" I turned the TV up
"No...I don't" He got irritated "Bestie can you quiet down so I can watch TV" I turned the TV up some more to watch a scene that had Cookie in it "I am married to a real life Cookie Lyon" Michael sighed "And I'm married to Shawn Wayans. Damn! That man is so fine" I turned my head
"I just want you to forgive me. I'm sorry and would you stop saying that he's ugly. Horrifying" Michael hovered over me "Listen, go next door to our neighbors house and touch her butt maybe she'll give you some now move. Hopefully she'll marry you too" I pushed him off of me
"Give me some wha- Oh, that's how it is. Baby, I apologized all day please just forgive me. I'm sorry Rihanna" Michael begged then groaned with a pillow over his face "Leave me alone or go to sleep" I sat up to watch TV "Why didn't you make me sleep on the couch?" He asked "Stop asking me questions" I ignored him
"No, we've been fighting all day and your still letting me sleep in the bed" He stood up "You wanna sleep on the couch then do that" I rolled my eyes "Ok, but wait" He walked to the door then stopped "What now?" I groaned
"I want you to tell me to sleep on the couch" He knew I wanted him near so he did this "Go" I pointed to the door "Nah, I want to hear you say Michael, I'm kicking out of the room now go sleep on the couch and don't come back in here" He smirked "Nigga just go sleep on the damn couch" I crossed my arms rolling my arms
"You want me to sleep in the bed with you" He teased "Are you sleeping on the fucking couch or bed" I flipped him off "You want me to sleep with you so ok" He closed to bedroom door "Ugly ass" I laughed
"Wait, abs aren't ugly though" He took his shirt off standing in front of me "Michael lay down" I hit him on the stomach "Like my abs? Your touching them" I looked down at my hand that was on his abs "I'ma kill you babe" I laughed letting loose and I couldn't remember being mad at him
"Babe!? Do you forgive me" He asked lying down in bed "Yes, I forgive you stupid" I kissed him "I feel like the luckiest man ever" He smiled
