Jack Johnson

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Y/N's POV


"Babe. Babe. Baby. Babe. Y/N. Y/N. Baby. Baby. Angel. Y/N."

Your boyfriend Jack kept bugging you. You were at his house having a lazy day. You were in sweatpants and one of his sweatshirts. You were on Your phone with your feet in his lap. He kept tugging on your hands and on the arms of the sweatshirt. In the back ground there was some comedy movie that neither of you were listening to.

"Y/N. Baby. Babe. Sweetheart. Angel cakes. Bae. Babe. Babe. Babe. Bae. Bae. Bae. Do you got a Bae or nah? Babe. Y/N. Y/N."


Jack started kissing your neck and jaw. You giggled a little. He leaned back and you now had all of your attention. 

"Babe. Baby. Babe. Y/N. Y/N. Y/N."

"What Jack?" you asked exasperatedly. "I love you," he said and leaned forward to kiss your nose. You laughed and said truthfully, "I love you too."


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