JUST YOU AND ME~Jordan Poole imagines~

All or nothing

Your sitting on the bleachers at an Warriors open practice, and you keeping your eyes on jordan and seeing every single fuck up

"Oh hell no, hold up time out jordan come here."

"What baby we're in the middle of practicing"

"I don't give 2 rat shits of this is practice you play like this is the finals"

He tries to walk away but you stop him.

"Uh uh boy get your ass back here"

He walks back over to you.

"Baby please"

"No Jordan stop acting like you own this fucking team and tuck in that damn jersey your not fucking cool if you do that. Now get out there"

He goes back to practice and you sit down.

HOURS LATER

You two get home and he gets in the shower. Couple minutes later he gets done and walks in the room.

"So baby what the fuck were you on at practice?"

"Baby you were playing like it was a joke"

He gets all mad and goes to sleep.

"Baby no I'm sorry"

"Its fucking practice nobody gives a shit about it"

"Baby I'm so-"

"And the worse thing is that now it looks like I have a girl that knows the game more than me"

"I do though..." you say under your breath

"JUST BECAUSE YOUR DAD PLAYED IN THE NBA DOESNT MEAN THAT YOU KNOW EVERY RULE"

"No baby I didn't mean it like that"

"Just because Raymond Y/L/N was in the NBA doesn't mean shit"

"Baby no please I-"

"Just shut the fuck up Y/N"

He falls asleep and you start to cry. Jordan hears you crying and turns over to you.

"Baby? Baby please answer me I'm sorry I got mad"

"..."

"Come here"

You roll over and scoot up towards him

"I'm sorry" he rubs your back.

"I'm sorry baby that I yelled at you"

"It's not that.."

"Then what?"

"Sometimes I feel like this relationship is just falling into pieces"

"Now what the fuck makes you feel that?"

"Every night you come home and just head straight to bed, you stopped hanging out with me, you stopped talking with me. Jordan from this it kinda makes me think that I'm doing something wrong"