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"this is nice." kevin smiled as you two walked beside each other. "yeah, it's pretty hot too." you said after, fanning yourself with your hand cause of the heat.
you were seriously trying to remember how you even got to cancun. you had to stop buying stuff from your dealer pelon.
you two were in an outdoor mall, and seeing a ton of people just reminded you that you haven't gone out in a while. hell, even getting glammed up in the morning felt off since you haven't gotten ready in months.
neither less, you felt more confident and sexy.
but being completely sober was not you. there was probably like fours days of the year when you didn't smoke weed for a day and it was because your grandma was visiting.
seeing a restroom up ahead you look at kevin, "imma go to the restroom real quick." you point up ahead and he nods his head following behind you. "i'll wait outside." you give him a tight lip smile before walking off.
opening the restroom door, you were surprised to see nobody inside since the mall was packed today. opening your purse you pulled out your space club, you always carried it around just in case.
you put the tip around your lips and pressed the little button before inhaling, and bringing the cloud all the way down to your throat and back up your mouth.
"only two hits and that's all." you said to yourself before repeating it one more time, this time coughing terribly after.
you tried to stop your coughing as you put your space club back inside your purse. looking back at the mirror, your tried to fix your appearance but there wasn't much to fix up since you already looked good.
walking back out you saw a group of girls and boys surrounding kevin. 'what the fuck?' you walked closer to see bunch of girls with their phones out recording him.
"kevin!" "kevin!" besides all the screaming and the many people who were starting to approach him, kevin held a smile on his face as he took pictures with other girls.
'he's famous?' you thought to yourself. looking from afar for a good minute you noticed how a crowd started forming around him. 'he's too nice to say no.' you sigh before walking into the crowd and pushing people away to get to kevin.
you grabbed onto his hand and started pulling him away forcefully, "wha-!" kevin had a surprised look on his face, dropping someone's phone to the ground when he felt like he was getting dragged.
but seeing your hand connected to his, he wasn't alarmed, relief that it wasn't a stalker trying to kidnap him.
the whole crowd just stared at kevin as he made his way out the crowd, but once they noticed your hands connected to his everybody turned to you.
"who the hell is that?!" "nooo kevin ya tiene novia!"
"thanks." kevin smiled as you let go off his hand. "yeah, no problem." you shrug as you both continued to walk on. the crowd behind you two just staring with their mouths open, gagged that kevin has a girlfriend.
they didn't have to know you two got married under a week in spring break.
your feet were starting to kill you, you two have been aimlessly walking around this huge mall for about two hours, and it didn't help that you were wearing heels.
you accidentally let out a hiss after you took another step, you didn't even need to look at your feet to know they were already swollen.
kevin looked from behind to see you squinting your eyes in pain, he took a good look at you and assumed that your high heels were the reason you were in pain.
he took a step closer to you, and reached for your hand to take the shopping bags from your hands that he has gracefully payed for.
"que ases?" you knit your brows watching him carefully. "sit down on the bench," he points to the open seat not too far away from you guys. "why?"
he sighs to your stubbornness and pulls your arm to the bench, with you hissing the whole way. he sits you down on the bench with force.
"what the fuck kevin?" you raised your voice, but once you saw him get on his knees in front of you, you got quiet.
"dame tu pie." confused, you liften your foot up a bit, "what, you bought me some miumiu shoes while i wasn't looking?" you smirked.
"no," he grabbed your heels and began untying the ribbon. "pero isi quieres i'll buy you some after this." he looks up from the ground and flashes you a smirk.
flustered, you stuttered out "y-you dont have to.." in your head you were fighting yourself, cause you would of just said 'imma make your pockets hurt' instead of 'you dont have to.'
"why not? you're my wife." being taken back from the sudden confidence you felt your face heat up. you stayed quiet the whole time he has taking your heels off and once he got up from the ground he put your heels in a bag.
he turned around and crouch down a bit in front of you, "erm?" you stared at his back confused. "what am i supposed to do?" "get on, i'll cary you." he says.
"but i'm heavy and i dont want to-" you got shut down by kevin. "a mi no me importa, just get on, i've seen that you've gotten tired, and i'll be a bad husband if i just let you walk around while your feet hurt."
thinking of your next move for a good second, you decided to just get on his back. besides, he had muscles so surely it wouldn't hurt him.
you stand up from the bench and got closer to him, leaning your body against his back, wrapping your arms around his neck and wrapping your legs around his waist.
he wraps his arms around your thighs to hold you up. "so you want to go back to the hotel?" he asks as he begins to walk.
"hmm, let's stop at miumiu first and buy me some shoes you promised, then we can go eat and go to the hotel.." you spoke to him leaning your head against his shoulder.
"anything you say, esposa mia." he chuckled before heading over to the shop. you smiled as well, deepening your face to his neck and smelling his cologne.
that's when you felt a familiar twich, that twich you randomly do that let's you know your high. "no wonder i'm being clingy.." you said out loud.
"what did you say?"
"huh? nothing.." you smiled lazily before taking another whiff of his cologne.
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