Made For Me

Keep it cute

Nicki Pov:

"Hey baby!" I greeted Beyoncé with a smile and open arms as I sat on top of the island. I was told she wouldn't be home until later, so I was happy to see her.

"Hey." She looked around for a moment before kissing me. "What you got going on?" Bey asked, trying to get out of the tight hold I wrapped her up in.

"What?" I haven't done anything but sit here for the past hour, scrolling through these same three apps. Next I was going to go upstairs and sit in the rooms up there.

"Get down." She instructed, making me raise an eyebrow. "You don't like people up there, remember." So now she cares about that.

"When I get down, can you stop for a few seconds and give me some real love?" Since she step foot in the door, she'd been moving a hundred miles per hour.

Taking a deep breath, Beyoncé wrapped my legs around her and lifted me from the counter. "I'm in a rush, baby." She explained, carrying me to the bedroom.

"For?"

"I told you I got some business to handle." Bey laid me down on the bed, placing a series of soft kisses on my lips.

"How long is that going to take?" I questioned as she got out of my grasp and began pulling out clothes.

The all black attire told me the type of business she had to handle. "I don't know." She sighed, taking off one outfit to put on another.

"Are you mad at me?" The energy was off, she was being weird to me. I would have gotten some real kisses by now

Stopping for a second, Beyoncé looked at me as she really thought about it."A little." She admitted.

"What I do?" I was beyond confused now, I had been trailing lightly for the last two weeks. "I thought we were good again." She moved back into the bedroom and stopped treating me like I was a random. Even fucked me with a little less hate. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know Giselle still felt a way, though.

The slick comments weren't spewed out as often, they weren't even intentional. G really couldn't help it, but she made sure to think for a second or two before saying something. If it just so happened to slip she was good about apologizing.

"We're working on it." She nodded, confirmed." That lame ass shit causing me problems though." I hate when I'm ready to let something go and leave the past where it's at people wanted to drag it.

"What kind of problems and how fast can we solve them?" I was ready to put all this behind us last week.

"When all them niggas are dead." Giselle tucked her pistol inside her pants. Deciding my best bet was to just not say anything and let her handle her business.