*i know i already did an imagine with this title but they're not the same & this isn't a part two*
Y/N Pov "Why you coming home 5 in the mornin' somethings going on can i smell yo dick" i sang in the mirror as i released my Bantu knots.
"Don't play me like a fool cause that ain cool so whatchu need to do is let me smell yo dick" i continued as i put coconut oil in my bouncy burgundy curls.
I looked up in the mirror to see justin standing there behind me with a disturbed look on his face
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"What?" I asked as i turned around to face him
"What are you listening to?" He replied turning it off
"You aggravating" i stated rolling my eyes at him and continuing with my makeup
"Whatever" he replied while smacking my butt "and stop rolling your eyes at me" he replied lowly.
I waited until he walked out of the bathroom to roll my eyes again.
I walked out of the bathroom to put my clothes, i picked out a red and black adidas t-shirt with the matching joggers and paired it with some black socks since we're just chilling today.
Justin never wants to do anything lately, he always seems to have an attitude with me.
I sprayed some perfume and walked downstairs in search of my phone once i reached the last step i looked into the living room to see a pissed off looking Justin
"What now?" I mumbled to myself
Once i was in his eye sight he glared at me and continued scrolling on his phone.
"What's up with you?" I asked as i plopped down on the couch next to him
He ignored me and scooted away, i frowned clearly not pleased with the way hes treating me
"The fuck wrong with you?" I asked growing even more angrier by the minute with the way hes been acting lately.
He threw my phone in my lap, i looked to see that it was unlocked and left on my messages.
I looked at him confused as to why he was going through my phone.
"Why were you going through my phone?" I asked going through my messages to see what got him so upset.
He let out a sigh and turned to face me
"Why are you texting him?" He asked with his tounge pressed to the roof of his mouth
"Texting who?" I asked with my face scrunched up
He never questioned me like this, ive always been nothing but faithful to him no question about it.
"Dont play dumb ymn, you know who im talking about" he said
"I really don't know, why are you acting like this?"
