"Hey Marshall!" You say plopping down on the seat next to him.
"Uh huh." He mumbles as he continues to bob his head to the music.
"What you doing?" You ask laying your head on his lap.
"Trying to figure out what beat should go for my new song." He respond some what robotically
"Okay maybe I can help!" You smile waiting for him to respond to which he doesn't instead he just continues to bob his head up and down and writes down little notes every minute or two.
"Okay..well did you wanna go out for dinner tonight?" You excitedly ask already had picked out your outfit.
"Can we order take out?" He asks while erasing something he had wrote.
You frown at the answer, "Great I picked out that dress for nothing."
"I guess.." You answer not really thrilled with having to order take out yet again.
You turn on the Tv and flip through some channels and end up watching The Wendy Williams Show and her special guest turned out to be one of your favorite singers ever.
"Marshall look, Rihanna's on Wendy!" You smile happy to see the Barbados princess doing well.
"Uh huh that's nice." He said not even looking at the screen.
You roll your eyes can't believing he's completely ignoring the fact your here.
"Fine i'm going to bed!" You angrily speak making sure you stomped up the stairs loudly and slammed the door on your way out from the studio.
You make your way to your bedroom which is upstairs and angrily slam that too. He had been ignoring you for the past week and your were sick and tired of it. You understood really well that it was his job to make rap music and go to events and fly all around the world, but you really missing your husband.
You let out a frustrated groan into your pillow as you hear the door open behind you.
"Y/N, hey what's the matter?" He asks plopping on the bed next to you.
"You've been ignoring me completely." You say irritated that now he suddenly wanted to talk to you.
"Babe, you know i'm busy." He said kind of sad at the fact you were upset.
"I know, but couldn't you take out at least 2 hours to have dinner with your wife?" You ask crossing your arms to show you were still very agitated.
He smiles a tiny bit as he grabs you by the waist and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "Yeah i suppose so." He squeezes you a bit harder as you laugh a little at his antics.
"Thanks, but i'm going out with 50 instead." You smirk.
His mouth went agape as he shot you a surprised look. "No fair!" He says.
"Yeah and I have this sexy dress and everything." You mock looking at his shocked face shift over to the dress you had picked out.
"You are not wearing that with 50." He says seriously.
"Yeah I am." You taunt grabbing the dress and running into the bathroom before he can catch you.
"Y/N!!" He yells banging on the door.
"I'm sorry did you say something!?" You laugh.
It was finally his turn to be ignored.
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