You plan on going out with your friends tonight to some bar that had recently opened up. After what seemed hours of begging to go, Michael, your husband, finally agreed to it. He's not too keen on the idea, but he's gonna let you get loose and be lit.
You walk out of the walk~in closet. "Baby, how do I look?" You pose.
Michael replies blandly without looking at you. "You look fine."
You frown at his attitude. "You didn't even look at me." You whine.
"Baby." You walk over to where he is sitting at and sit on his lap. "What wrong?" You caress his face gently.
"I just don't want you going out to a bar or nightclub. Since people know who you are and since they know about our relationship, I don't want you getting hurt." Michael lets out a sigh then frowns at a thinking about something else. "And I damn sure don't want another man touching all over you." Michael's face turns red at the thought.
"Michael babe, nothing's gonna happen to me, and I won't let another guy touch all over me you know that. Don't you have any trust in me?" You raise your eyebrow.
"I do Y/N, I have a lot of trust in you. I mean, there will be drunk people at this club ya know?" Michael gets up from his chair and paces back and forth.
You get up from the chair. "I know there will be drunk people baby, and remember when you gave me lessons on kicking ass?" You giggle.
Michael slightly smiles at you. "Yes." Michael giggles at the thought of you kicking butt.
"Well I learned from the best." You kiss his cheek and continue to get ready.
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"Baby!?" Michael yells from downstairs.
"YES!?" You reply.
"Maya and Crystal are here!" Michael informs you.
"OK, ILL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE." You put on your strappy heels, grab your clutch purse, and make your way down the stairs. Michael looks up from his book to look at you.
"Wow. Y/N you look stunning baby." Michael wraps his arms around your waist and kisses your lips.
You smile against his lips. "Thank you baby. I wish you were coming with me so we could both slay everyone's existence at the club." You giggle.
Michael giggles at your statement. "I do too, but you know how I don't like nightclubs. It's just not the atmosphere I would like to be in." Michael kisses your neck.
"I know you don't, but I think you would have a lot of fun! Maybe we can try next time?" You give a hopeful grin.
"Maybe. But your friends are out there, you should get going." A sad Michael says.
"Oh Michael, I'll be back in a couple of hours ok? Then when I get back, we could have some fun." You smirk. You start to head for the door.
Michael grins deviously. "Remember baby, be safe, don't drink so much, and have fun. Call me if you need anything or if you need me to come get you." Michael's voices fades away as you walk out the door.
