"Justin it doesn't go in like that! What the hell!" Y/N screamed at an already frustrated Justin who was trying to do the laundry so that she could rest.
"How else am I supposed to put laundry in a washing machine then?!" She rolled her eyes and pushed him out the way. It was just too good to be true. "Boy, get out of the way before I lose my mind. For starters, you're putting the clothes in the dryer and not the washer. How do you expect them to be cleaned in there?" He took a step back and watched her closely as she took the clothes back out of the dryer and placed them in the washer. "Hand me the fabric softener."
"The what?"
"The blue bottle with the bear on it, Justin." Y/N sighed as he searched around for the bottle. "Okay either I'm blind or.." "Justin it's right there where the other ones are! If you turn around then maybe you'll be able to see something." He did what he was told and did a complete 360. "Found it, boo." Y/N just stared at him. He nudged the bottle towards her again but she didn't take it.
"Why you playing? Take the bottle."
"Justin, read to me what that bottle says."
"Oxy clean...bleach...used to get toughest stains out of clothes. See there you go. Blue bottle and everything."
"And baby?" Y/N shut her eyes. "Please tell me, where do you see a bear on that blue bottle?" He scanned the bottle once more before throwing it back up to the top shelf with the rest of the cleaning stuff.
"I can't do this. This is impossible."
"You mean to tell me you can't look for some damn stuff with a bear on it and a blue bottle?! I can see it from here!"
"No not that. I can't do laundry, it's depressing and long and it smells in here." He leaned against the wall and continued to look for the fabric softener. Y/N couldn't believe this.
"You're a trip, you know that?" She reached up above his head and grabbed the one she needed. "This is what I was talking about." His mouth hung open in an 'O' shape. "Oh shit, why didn't you tell me it was up there?"
Y/N just shook her head and poured the liquids into the load of clothes. "Boy, get out. I got it." He ran up to her and kissed her cheek. "I thought you'd never ask, shawty."
"You're helping me clean the kitchen though as soon as I'm done!"
"Why? That's what I have you for." He smirked and before y/n had the chance to throw the now empty bottle of Snuggle at him, he was out the door. "Just wait until I'm done in here! That's your ass!"
