𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐙 // 𝐂.𝐒.

𝟬𝟮𝟲

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third person pov;
𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.

"DAMNNNN MA" connie giggled as he rewatched the fight video for the fourth time while y/n brushed the new wigs he bought her. "connie stop replaying that shit"

"it's sexy, i like the part where you just punched her" connie rewinded the video to the beginning and mimicked the sound of y/n's fist hitting yasmin. y/n laughed at her boyfriend before going back to brushing.

it had been four days since the fight and safaa had been texting her nonstop apologizing, to which she ignored. connie didn't know about the fight until today because y/n had been busy trying to catch up with school. but today she had no class so she decided to spend time with him. she was slowly was starting to regret it.

"you know that your ass is so fat that it jiggled when you punched yasmin" connie had the phone so close to his eye that y/n cringed. "constance." y/n threw a comb at connie but he dodged it with a smirk.

"okay okay i'm done" he threw his hands up in surrender and turned the video off. he scooted to the end of her bed and watched her concentrate on the burgundy wig on the mannequin head.

he looked around y/n's room trying to find something for him to do while y/n finished, his eyes landing on her crystal collection. he rolled off the bed and walked over to her to her shelves on the wall, silently admiring how neatly she had everything organized in her room.

the small rocks were sat in a clear display case, there were small borders separating some rocks from the others. connie went to go pick some of them up before he heard y/n say no. he furrowed his eyebrows and before he could ask why, y/n already read his mind.

"cause they're mine connie"

"if they're yours, then that means they're mine too" connie said matter a factly but still observed her crystals, fighting the urge to touch them.

"since they're my crystals, they have my energy in them. if you touch them, your energy will transfer to them and then i gotta cleanse them again" y/n fixed the wig once more before facing her body towards connie.

"but i can get you some of your own if you want" she offered as she got up from her desk, walking towards connie, who was still looking at the crystals. he nodded at her statement and turned to face her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

y/n hummed and returned the hold. "can you get me a red one?" y/n furrowed her brows, "red what?"

"red rock" he mumbled into her bonnet making y/n laugh. she let go of him, "yes connie, i can get you a red crystal" he smiled before grabbing y/n's face and placing a kiss on her forehead.

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the rest of the couples' day had consisted of watching movies and connie clinging onto y/n. everywhere she went connie had to follow, while she was in the kitchen he was holding her waist or when they were laying down he would lay on top of her so she couldn't move. even when she was in the bathroom, connie would sit on the sink counter while she was peeing mumbling random song lyrics while y/n rolled her eyes.