•Omaha Interracial Preferences• ✔

•Preference• *4

His ex girlfriend is your best friend:

Sammy (💦) :
"Sammy!", you yelled from the living room couch. Instantly, your beloved boyfriend of 5 months came sprinting to your destination. "I-is everything okay babe?", he stuttered in order to catch his breath. I smiled, "Yes, baby. I just wanted to see your beautiful face." Sammy blushed, "Really?" You dropped your smile and handed him your pink, plastic bowl, "No. Refill please." Sammy rolled his eyes, "Ugh. Why are you so rude to me, woman.", he joked. You laughed jokingly, "Maybe you should think next time before you call y/bf/n a bitch."

⇨Earlier that day⇦

"Hey, y/bf/n.", you greeted her as she walked through the front door. "Hey, y/n.", she returned the greet with a hug. You both walked into the kitchen, popped open a bottle of wine, and started hitting things of.
"Yeah, so my birthday's next week a-" Y/bf/n was cutoff by the front door closing rather harshly. "Um.." You both set down your glasses of red deliciousness and walked into the clear space near the front door. "Y/n!" Someone yelled frighteningly. Well, it wasn't really frightening for you, it was only your 'lovely' boyfriend, Sammy. "Y/n, who the hell took my favorite sparking space.", he screeched, his footsteps coming closer to you and Y/bf/n. "Y/n- there you are.", he witnessed, walking over to you and towering over you. (I love that💦) "H-hi Sammy, baby.", you greeted him shyly. He grinned evilly, "Hi, buttercup.", he returned the greet with sarcasm. He was about to speak when his head slowly turned over to Y/bf/n. His grin instantly vanished. "Hi, Y/bf/n." "S-sup Sam." You could tell that Y/bf/n was in the most uncomfortable position. Sammy put his hands behind his back and circled around the both of you. He cleared his throat, "So, do any of you know who the hell's in my parking space?", he said, rather harshly. You switched your eyes over to Y/bf/n and bit your lip, nervously. "I-it's mine..Sam.", Y/bf/n finally spoke up. Sammy stopped circling like a pack of wild vultures. His jaw instantly clenched and his hands balled up into fists, "Well, Move your fucking Nissan out of my fucking driveway! Why don't you leave entirely, you dumb bitch!" "Oh shit.",you thought looking over at Y/bf/n who was almost in tears. You looked angrily back at Sammy. He caught your gaze and rolled his eyes, "What? Do you have something to say, super save a hoe -" You interrupted Sammy but colliding the palm of your hand with his left cheek. Sammy wobbled onto the floor, while clenching his cheek. "Owww! Damn!", he screeched. You had an evil smirk on your face, you switched you glance over to Y/bf/n, who happened to be staring at Sammy. "Y/bf/n, you can leave now." "Uh-ok," she grabbed her keys off if the nightstand next to the front door. You kneeled down to Sammy, who was still holding his red, bruised cheek. "Awe, poor baby," you joked, "Now, next time you come into this house, disrespecting me or my company again, I'm cutting you off for a month.", you slapped your bum, earning a wince from Sammy. "Well, while were at it..I like rough Sammy. So," you said, yanking him up by his arm, "let me show you how rough Sammy's supposed to work. *wink* "

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⇨Present Time⇦

"Sammy!", you yelled once more from your same location. Sammy lazily jogged to your presence. "Yes, buttercup." You giggled and set down your empty bowl, "Can you lay down and snuggle with me?", you pleaded, giving him your famous puppy dog eyes. His adorable face lit up like a wild fire, "Netflix and chill!" You rolled your eyes, "Nope, just..chill." He nodded, "I'm satisfied either way, babe." Sammy slid of his jeans and cuddled up with on the couch. "I love you Sammy.", your voice muffled into his chest. "I love you to, mami.", he swooned, lifting your chin up and kissing your delicate lips.

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