Right now you're in the living room, your waiting for jadon to get back from training. You sit there waiting and about 10 minutes later you hear the front door open. "J" you shout. He walks straight past the living room, throwing his bag on the floor, so you get up and walked after him.
You walk in the kitchen and he's looking in the fridge. So you slam the fridge door causing a reaction from him. "WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING" he shouts. "NO WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOING" you shout back. Jadon rolls his eyes pushing past you. "IM TALKING TO YOU" you shout. "WELL I AINT IN THE MOOD FOR YOUR SHIT" he shouts back at you "IT AINT MY SHIT" "YOU CAME IN WITH AN ATTITUDE" you shout. Jadon just looks at you staring into your eyes and you sigh.
"J baby, I don't wanna fight" you say, he tries to walk away and you pull him back "DONT" he shouts "J TALK TO ME" you shout. He puts his hands over his face. You walk closer to him pulling his hands down. You cup his face "I know something's wrong" "your always in a mood" you say. "I'm fine" "I'm just stressed" he says. "About what J, you need to talk to me" you say. He doesn't say anything, you roll your eyes and go to sit in the living room.
Jadon follows behind you and sits next to you on the sofa. "It's just work" "that's it" he says "what about work" you ask "it don't matter it's just stressing me out" he says, you run your fingers through his curls. "You know you can talk to me" you say pouting "I know baby" he says pecking your lips "talk to me then" you say. "I-it's" He hesitates "just the new signing" he says "it just the whole process stresses me out, like I'm happy to be playing again, but it's just alot at the moment" he says.
You kiss his lips "that fine baby" "it would stress anyone out" you say stroking his cheek "you need to talk to me though, I don't care what it's about" you say "you should feel like you can talk to me" you mutter under your breath. Jadon looks at you "I know I can, you ain't done nothing to make me think I can't, but I just don't know how to talk about it and that stresses me out more" he says "well you've told me now" "do you feel better" you say and he nods pecking your lips. "Thank you" he says pulling you onto his lap. "Your welcome baby" you say. "I don't deserve you" he says looking in your eyes. You lean forward and your foreheads touch "you do" you whisper as you kiss his lips again.
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