Bailey and I made it home excited to see jacq after my hair appointment. I unlocked the door and walked inside not seeing anything besides his shoes and the only noise was from the tv.
"Hmm.."
I let Bailey down before putting my purse on the table and taking my boots off. She was looking around confused too.
He told me he was here ten minutes ago. I quite literally just texted him too.
"Bear?!" I yelled out walking further into the house.
No response.
Bailey walked into the kitchen causing me to look in that direction. He wasn't there, but some edible arrangements were.
I smiled going towards them. It had a note so I took it off and read it.
I love uuuuuuuu
"Ima eat you later." I said to the fruits.
I walked towards the stairs, and just knew he was here the way his jacket was on the dining room chairs like he had no sense.
I then walked to our bedroom seeing that the door was shut. I went to open it, but it was locked.
My heart sank.
"Jacques!"
"Yes?"
"Open the door!"
"Hold on. Gimme a sec."
I scrunched my face up. "What are you doing?!"
"Hold on baby."
I never put my ear closer to a door in my life. I heard slight movement, but not really at the same time. I took a deep breath, and stepped back to remind myself he wouldn't have someone in our bed, in our house.
"Okay..." I mumbled sitting against the wall on the floor.
A minute or so later, he opened the door with a big smile on his face. He was also blocking what I could see and shut the door behind him.
"Hey baby. Ya hair look nice."
I folded my arms over my chest eyeing him. He was fully clothed.
"Thank you... what are you hiding?"
"Nun. The chef finna come over though." He bent down to kiss my lips. "Why are you sitting down?"
I'm so confused.
"Because I didn't know how long you would be, and I need my brush under the sink, in my container of hair tools that you don't know about." I said as an excuse.
He started biting his bottom lip. "I'll find it. What color is it?"
"Jacques..."
"Serenity."
We just stared at each other.
"Why you need a brush anyway? Nun wrong with your hair."
He's right, but what is he hiding? I'm genuinely getting scared right now.
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serenity / travis scott
Fanfictionse·ren·i·ty /səˈrenədē/ noun the state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled. "an oasis of serenity amidst the bustling city"