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¡𝐹𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑦! 🗓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦 20, 2025 📍° 𝑆𝘩𝑒𝑙𝑏𝑦𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒, 𝐾𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦
It's been a day or two since we've come home, and it's suffocating! He won't leave me alone! Gotta hide my ass in the bathroom cuz of all this shit. "Y/n get your ass out the bathroom! I know you ain't takin' a shit!" I swear on god. I yank open the door seeing Jackman holding Jr who's out of it like he's been the last two days. It's like they've been close with one another since his birth, and they weren't so this is new. I give him a glare which he replies with a smile as I walk past him. "You're suffocating me, Jack! I don't like this." He grabs my wrist before I can walk into the bedroom as he says, "I thought you'd want me to be close to you, I missed you." I feel like I should be feeling bad for leaving, but freedom tasted so nice. I take a breath as I looked him dead in the eye, "I know. But I just wanna be alone Jackman."
"Ion know babe, we just need to spend quality time together." I give him a frown but he responds with a kiss on the forehead. I was gonna say something but there was a knock at the front door, "I'll get it." He puts Jr down and rushes to the front door almost sliding and breaking his neck which was funny to watch. I sneak up to see who was at the door to see a guy holding roses and Buffalo Wild Wings, damn. However what caught my eye was that Jackman was very suspicious about it, and he's not usually like that. So the question was, what's going on?
I sneak up behind him and peak over his shoulders making him shriek, "Damn Y/n! Can't I get a Lil bit of privacy?" I know he ain't talking about privacy and he's been taking all of my privacy. "Why are you being so secretive, Jackman? Is there something you want to say?" He shakes his head no as the delivery guy scurries away. "Listen, I got my secrets and you got yours. The only difference is that I can be nosy about yours." Hypocritical much? He pats my head like a six-year-old as he walks past me with the roses and Buffalo Wild Wings, "Jack why have you been isolating yourself around me and Jr? Don't you got albums and interviews to work on?"
