The Bad Boy's First Lady

TBBFL 25: SpongeBob Underwear

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CIELO MONTEZ

"Leave this blue neighborhood, never knew loving could hurt this good oh and it drives me wild," I sang at the top of my lungs as I danced around my bed wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and bright yellow SpongeBob underwear, which I found really cute.

"Cause when you look like that I've never ever wanted to be so bad, oh it drives me wild," I continued singing. Well, more like shouting but who gives an eff? I was alone in my bedroom, so I had the right to do any weird stuff my crazy mind wanted me to do.

I stopped in front of the large mirror in my dresser and stared at my reflection seductively as I sang the rest of the song. I closed my eyes and swung my hips from side to side ever-so-slowly. Troye Sivan's voice was ringing in my ears like a buzzing bee. In a good way, though. He was a South African-born Australian God who I could just kiss all day and night.

"You're driving me wild, wild, wi—"

"I know I'm driving every inch of your body wild, but you didn't have to be so vocal about it, love."

I jumped in shock as I turned around to see who the voice had come from. 

My eyes met a tall, blue-eyed blonde eyeing me back. His orbs were tinted with a dangerous hint and it made me want to go hide somewhere. He was leaning against my door frame, looking like he had just walked out of a Calvin Klein fashion show. Deym, he looked fine as eff!

"What are you doing in my house, Chancer?!"

He smirked as he stepped to get closer to me. 

"You should know by now that wherever you are is also my home." He put his arms around my waist, hugging me. And by instinct, I hugged him back almost immediately.

I scoffed. "That's so cliché."

He chuckled. "You love cliché."

"As much as I love food? Maybe."

He pulled back. His eyes lingered on mine with such intensity that the heat almost made me melt. He leaned down to kiss my cheeks, nose, eyes and forehead. His lips stayed on each of them for a few seconds then moved to my ear and licked it, giving me the shivers.

"I missed you so much," he murmured against my skin.

I closed my eyes as his warm breath sent tingles from his lips. "We saw each other eight hours ago," I responded.

"Too long. I want you by my side all the time."

I snickered. "Nah-uh, buddy. I want my personal time. You know, to do weird things and stuff. Plus, I love my space so if you could give me some, I would appreciate it." I finally broke away from his tight embrace and jumped on my bed, cuddling my pillows.

He frowned but then got in my bed and pulled my pillow away. He then slumped his body against mine as if he just body slammed me. I glared at him when he leaned in and touched our noses together. The close proximity almost gave me a heart attack, but I managed to keep my heart from somersaulting. A sigh left my lips when he started rubbing our noses together. He is hopeless.

"Chancer, you do know the meaning of personal space, don't you?"

Pulling back, he smiled innocently but not even after a second, he leaned down again and initiated another Eskimo Kiss. "I actually don't, and I refuse to learn."

I shook my head. "Why are you so difficult?"

A smirk formed on his pinkish lips. "Why are you so sexy?"