Coming Down [G-Eazy]

Chapter XXIII

A/N: This chapter is really, really short and not too much happens in it. I intended for it to be longer, but I have to sort out what I want to happen next and it's been so long since I last updated so I figured this shorter chapter was better than having to wait even longer for an update (the next update is going to be more interesting I hope! haha). There's vague sexual content in this chapter, and it would be too awkward to try and cut out so if you're offended by it then skip past it, lol (though I don't know why you'd be reading this if you were tbh). Anyways, thanks so much for reading! This has reached over 13k reads which is so crazy to me and I honestly cannot thank you all enough. x

G tapped away on his phone, sighing as he set it down on the counter. "I have to go to the studio for a few hours. There's some stuff we need to go over."

I shrugged, finishing off the last of the takeout that he had decided on for dinner before standing up, walking over to him. "That's fine. We weren't really doing anything, anyways."

"I'm sorry, Lena. I hate having to do this. You're here so we can spend time together," he cupped my face in his hands, glancing down at me.

"I'm sure we can deal with being away from each other for a few hours," I smirked, standing on my tiptoes and kissing his cheek before pulling away.

"What the fuck was that?" he reached for me again, gripping my waist. "A kiss on the cheek? Really?"

"What?" I spoke defensively.

He stared down at me for a moment before leaning down to press his lips against mine, kissing me deeply. "That's better. Anyways, you may be able to be away from me, but I don't think I can deal with being away from you."

I rolled my eyes. "You are such a fucking baby. Go do what you gotta do."

He smirked at me. "Maybe I'd rather have fun with you."

"Honestly, I just want to sleep," I spoke, moving away from him for a second time. "And you need to go, G. This is your job."

He exhaled audibly. "Fine. Are you sure you're alright?"

"Oh my god, I've dealt with hangovers before. I'll be fine," I laughed. "I'll see you later."

"I won't be too late. Couple of hours, tops," he called as he headed out the door.

Sighing, I headed back to his bed, curling up under the covers before eventually falling back asleep.

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I woke up a little while later, glancing at the clock to see I had only slept about an hour and a half. Throwing the covers off of me, I stood up before padding my way into the kitchen to retrieve my phone that was still on his counter. Out of boredom, I began scrolling through social media. After being with G for the last couple of days, it felt odd being away from him. Even more odd was the fact that we hadn't had sex in over 24 hours. I was pretty certain that was a record for us as for the most part, when we were around one another we never went that long without it.

I decided to send him a text, knowing there was a good chance he wouldn't see it anyways.

Hope everything is going okay. Miss you ;)

Surprisingly, I got a text back about ten minutes later.

It's going alright. Miss you more ;)

Ew, don't go all mushy on me hahaha

Don't worry, I just mean I miss having sex with you. What are you up to?

I took the fact that he was actually responding to my messages as an opportunity to fuck with him a little bit, which was one of my favourite pastimes.

Sure you did ;) nothing much, going to eat all your food then probably go touch myself on your couch

I was impressed with the speed at which he responded to my message.

Whaaaattt??? Don't you fucking dare

I'm hungry though :(

Not the fucking food I don't care about that just don't fucking do that

What are you going to do about it?

Stop. Just wrapping things up here, I'm coming

Me too ;)

Fuck off

I decided to time just how long it took him to get back, and I was impressed when he came through the door about twenty minutes later.

"Lena?" I heard him calling my name, followed by his footsteps coming toward me.

I jumped up from the couch, grabbing his neck as I pressed my lips against his.

"Holy fuck," he muttered, taking my face in his hands. "I've been here for like thirty seconds. Give me a bit of time to comprehend this all."

I laughed, biting his bottom lip. "You knew exactly what you were getting into when you came back here, though."

"Honestly, I wasn't sure if you were just fucking with me and this was all a joke," he chuckled.

"Not a joke," I smirked, reaching down to unbuckle his belt.

Jesus, Lena. You can't do this. I can't just drop everything-"

"Shhhh," I slid my hand into his pants, cutting him off. "No one forced you to come back here."

"Oh my god," he shook his head, clearing his throat as I took him into my hand. "I wasn't going to let you get yourself off in my fucking apartment, Lena."

"I wasn't even going to, to be honest. I just wanted to get you home as fast as possible, and look, it worked," I smiled at him, moving my hand away.

"You are fucking horrible. Wait," he paused for a minute. "So this was a joke?"

I shook my head. "Nah, there was a reason why I wanted you back here, G."

He smirked at me, picking me up. "Good. I'm glad to hear it."