I woke up and immediately went to the bathroom to handle my business. When I was done, I slid on my leopard onesie and headed to the kitchen. My stomach was doing numbers. When I walked in the kitchen, Shawn had Jennifer hoisted up on the kitchen counter with his tongue down her throat.
Beyoncé: Good morning love birds.
They broke their kiss and redirected their focus on me.
Jennifer: Girl what are you wearing?
Shawn: Don't you look cute.
Beyoncé: *chuckles* Anyways, are you two gonna continue to suck face or feed me?
Jennifer: I'm about to get in the shower. Shawn, you're cooking.
Shawn: But-
Beyoncé: You heard the woman. And make it fast, I'm starving.
Shawn: Same, but I could eat some more of what I had last night.
I choked on my spit and Shawn winked at me.
Jennifer: What did you eat last night babe?
Beyoncé: Me.
Jennifer: You?
Shawn: Uh yeah she made gumbo last night. Babe, you have to try it.
Jennifer: Oh I love gumbo.
Beyoncé: There's some leftover in the fridge. You could have some.
Jennifer: Remind me later. But I really feel gross so I'm going to the shower.
Jennifer left the kitchen and I went to the refrigerator to grab my apple juice.
Shawn: Beyoncé, listen about last night?
Beyoncé: What about it?
Shawn: I didn't mean to, I kinda got caught up in the moment and you're only-
Beyoncé: Let's pretend that it never happened.
Shawn: I just don't want you to catch feelings and-
Beyoncé: You think that I'm going to catch feelings just because you gave me head? I mean, thanks for helping me get my issue off but that's all there is to it.
Shawn: Beyoncé?
Beyoncé: Yes, Shawn?
Shawn: We both know-
Beyoncé: That you have a girlfriend? That's correct. And next time brush your teeth before kissing her. That was disrespectful.
Shawn: Next time? There won't be a next time.
Beyoncé: Even better. So what's up with breakfast?
Shawn: Why are you changing the subject?
Beyoncé: What do you want me to say Shawn? You ate my pussy and that was that?
Shawn: And you don't feel a certain way about that?
Beyoncé: No, but I'm sensing that you do.
Shawn: You know what? Fuck it.
Beyoncé: Thank you and I want waffles instead of pancakes.
With that being said I went into the living room and watched tv until breakfast was ready. When it was all done, the three of us ate at the dinner room table together.
Jennifer: Bey? Wait, I can call you Bey, right?
Beyoncé: That's fine.
Jennifer: Ok, well you have to be at the studio by 2. I could take you on my way to my aunt's or Shawn could take you.
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No Angel
FanfictionBaby put your arms around me, tell me I'm a problem. No, I'm not the girl you thought you knew and thought you wanted. Underneath the pretty face there's something complicated. I come with a side of trouble but I know that's why you're staying.