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by Fanfictionorwhatever

I couldn't help but chuckle as another Eminem song came on. My boyfriend was such a Stan for the rapper, but I couldn't blame him - I used to be the same way. As I tied my auburn box braids into a ponytail, I watched Justin rap along to the lyrics of "The Way I Am."

"Can we listen to Kells now?" I smirked, knowing how much it would annoy him.

A look of disgust spread across his tatted face, and I practically cackled at his reaction. "Babe, you're so fucking lucky I love you. We don't like that fucking toothpick, okay?" he said playfully.

"Babe, don't be mean! His music practically saved my life!" I pouted, playfully pushing him. He caught me in his tattooed arms, and I chuckled. Justin and I had been together since we were teenagers, and even though he gave me a hard time about half the people I listened to, I wouldn't change him for the world.

"We both know you grew up slyly stealing Eminem albums from your mama's collection," he mumbled, knowing me too well.

"I mean, what else could I do? She wouldn't let me listen to him," I pouted, feeling a little nostalgic.

"JP, you're so fine," I grinned as I took in his features. He had bleach blonde hair and enchanting green eyes (A/N: I'm pretending they're green 💀), clearly influenced by 2000s Marshall and some kind of alt aesthetics. It made for a unique look, and I loved that.

I allowed him to pick me up and wrap my legs around his torso. "Bae, you know I'm good at multitasking. I'm capable of loving both MGK and Eminem at the same time," I smirked as he rolled his eyes playfully.

"Whatever you say, Hazel," he chuckled.

"I mean, I literally get dicked down by his Latino clone every night. Of course, I love him," I giggled before kissing my boyfriend passionately.

"Fuck you," he laughed between kisses.

"I love you," I smiled as he kissed my neck.

"Love you too, Bonita."

"Ay, Mami, relax. You trying to eat the tatts off my body?" he laughed as I kissed the shoulder I'd bitten in the heat of the moment.

"Sorry," I giggled, feeling completely content in his arms.