Justin Bieber / Zayn Malik. Start: 2024
Justin is a 18 year old single father.
A move to a new state, to start a new life with his daughter Noelle, after a traumatic experience in his old town, leads Justin to Zayn.
Zayn.
Your typical bad boy, wh...
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@justinbieber post sex romantic picture in the dark. 🥰 I only get to take cute pics of him when he's freshly nutted and too tired to say no 🥱 if I don't answer texts its bc he killed me for this caption. _____________________________
@kendalljenner: Justin are you actively trying to die? He looks hot tho 😉
@niallhoran: JUSTIN DREW BIEBER! You're a brave man. It was nice knowing you mate 🫡
@liampayne: Zaynieboy looks cute newly fucked tbh who would've guessed
@louistomlinson: you're lowkey psychotic and im here for it lmao
@perrieedwards: Oh dear lord Justin 😂❤️ Good luck!
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Zayns POV:
"Justin are you fucking mentally challenged or why the fuck would you post that you piece of shit." I yell out as soon as I enter the house.
"Don't fucking swear dude Noelle is probably hearing you." He answers screaming from inside the kitchen.
I go up to him, he's standing by the stove cooking something that smells delicious. "Dinner is ready soon can't you please go wash her up before, she's in the living room." He says looking at me adorably.
"Justin why would you post that. Yes it was a cute picture, but was the caption really necessary you weird fucking boy." I say, not being able to stop myself from hugging him from the behind. "If you didn't look so sexy while cooking we would be having a very serious discussion right now." I add, squeezing his ass.
"I mean it was true, just stating the facts baby. If you'd let me take more pictures that caption wouldn't have happened. Just keeping it real baby." He answers, turning around to kiss me. And quickly a heaving make up session starts. I lift him up so he's sitting on the kitchen counter, legs spread and me in between. I start kissing his neck, while my hands are caressing his body inside of his shirt. I move one of my hand towards his crotch, trying to unbutton his jeans. He pushes me away making me groan.
"Noelle. Wash. Now." He says panting from all the kissing. I walk away pouting.
"Hi baby, are you hungry." I say as I see Noelle sitting in the couch watching Bluey.
"Dada! Yessss super duper hungry." She yells out while I pick her up. "Dada." She says again, looking at me skeptically. "Yes honey." I answer. "You smell not super good." She says scrunching her nose.
I laugh out. "Sorry baby, I didn't have time shower after my soccer practice today, I will as soon as we've eaten, does that seem okay to you?" I ask her and she just smiles and nods.
I go to wash her hands and my own before we go to the kitchen and sit down for dinner, making small talk about our day.
"Dada, daddy said to me you have game tomorrow I wanna come watch!" Noelle says while playing with her food.
