"Y/N..." I smiled up at Derek who's face showed no emotion at all.
My smile fell on I saw that his facial expression turned to anger.
"What the hell is this?" He asked lifting his phone up to show me a picutre I posted on instagram earlier.
"A picture obviously" I chuckled a little and stopped when I saw that he wasn't even smiling.
"Why'd you post it?"
"What's with all the interrogating? I judt posted a picture that I thought looked good. What's the problem here?"
He sighed and got closer to me.
"The problem is what you're wearing. Everything is on display for everyone to see. I don't want to go out with my girl and have every guy be staring at her. Take it down"
I shook my head and walked away from him.
"One, I'm not taking it down and two, let the stare. Let them see what they can't have."
He stuck his foot in the door way as I was about to close it.
"No. Everyone can see your boobs and I don't like that"
I shrugged.
"Just please...take it down."
I rolled my eyes and opened the door.
"Fine but I want something in return."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me.
"Anything you want. But first.." He handed me my phone so I could take it down and make him happy again.
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