Justin Bieber Imagines [Interracial]

S.K.

You smiled as soon as you awoke when you felt an arm wrapped firmly around your waist. You pressed your hand over his and gave it a light squeeze.

“Good morning beautiful,” Justin said in his raspy morning voice.

You turned around to look into his hazel eyes and his naked chest. You two had an extremely fun night after Justin had taken the kids to his mothers house.

“What are we doing today baby girl?” He asked, morning breath fanning against your face.

Cringing, you reached your hand up to plug your nose. “Absolutely nothing until you brush your teeth.”

“Ha ha,” He mocked a laugh, “Your breath isn't all rainbows and sunshines either.”

“Brush your teeth,” You commanded with a smile.

“And what about you?” Justin laughed.

“I’m catching up on my sleep,” You smirked and winked, “I didn't get much of it last night.”

“And you enjoyed every single minute of it.” He rolled his eyes playfully and you turned on your side to snuggle back into the pillow.

You and Justin had been married for 6 years and to say life was perfect would be an understatement.

Yeah, he was always busy at the studio, but he was a great father to your 3 kids and a great husband to you.

And that was all you needed.

Just as you were about to fall asleep, you felt Justin's freshly brushed mouth press against your cheek. He left a soft, lingering kiss and you smelt the mint toothpaste when he exhaled. He whispered ‘I love you’ before he left the room and you let the sleep take over.

When you woke up, the heavy smell of food immediately hit your nose. With a gigantic smile, you jumped out of bed and beelined to the bathroom. After brushing your teeth, you excitedly made your way down the stairs to meet a shirtless Justin standing in front of the stove.

On the counter behind him were plates stacked high with different foods like pancakes, bacon, french toast, different types of eggs, and a bunch more breakfast food.

“You sure can cook for a white boy,” You laughed and took a seat on one of the bar stools in front of the food.

“I’m gonna take that as a compliment,” He chuckled as he turned around and passed you a plate of food.

Your mouth watered at the sight and your stomach growled. You mumbled a thank you before digging into the food. You let out a low moan as the first bite hit your tongue.

Justin came up beside you and placed a kiss on your cheek. “I’m going to go shower so I can get to the studio.”

You quickly glanced at the clock, “Already? It’s only 11 o’clock.”

“You know what they say y/n, the early bird catches the worm.”

You rolled your eyes, “If you say so babe.”

Justin gave you a wink before he turned and headed up the stairs. You grabbed the remote and turned on the tv then soon got lost in an episode of Empire.

Twenty minutes later, there was a loud, pounding knock on the front door. You jumped out of the chair and began heading to the door. Just as you were about to open it, you remembered that you were still naked and hurriedly grabbed one of the long coats hung beside the door.

“Hold your horses!” You responded to the second knock as you finished buttoning the coat up.

You swung the door open, only to have three men and two women wearing FBI bullet proof jackets storm pass you.

“Hey!” You yelled, “What are you doing?”

“Is your husband home Mrs. Bieber?” One of the woman questioned you.

“What the hell is this about?” You exclaimed.

“Put your hands up!” A deep voice yelled from upstairs. “Put your hands up or I’ll shoot you!”

“Ma’am we have reason to believe your husband is responsible for a series of rapes and murders all over the state of California for the past 6 years.”

Your eyes bulged out your head, “No! No! No! That’s impossible. You guys have the wrong person!”

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney and if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand these rights as I have read them to you?” One of the police officers recited to Justin who was in handcuffs as they walked past you.

“Justin I will call your lawyer and you say absolutely nothing until he gets there, do you understand me?” You yelled out as they shoved Justin into a black car.

And then he was gone.

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part 2?