Cute with an Attitude // Christian Yelich

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(Y/N's) POV:
"Hey baby, you almost ready? The guys will be here soon." It's silent. " Babe? Hello? Christian?" Where is this little booger at? "Babe I'm in the kitchen. I'm already ready." I walk into the kitchen seeing him eating some of the food I put out. Every Saturday, some of the guys come over and hang out. Mainly eating, watching football and basketball or playing video games. G and Ramos are first to show as usual. Later on Dee,Derek and Kohler come. We're all sitting in the living room. I'm sitting on Christian's lap while he's playing Call of Duty. Dee keeps killing him on purpose and it's pretty funny. "What the hell man! Again! Dee really?" Dee laughs, "Chill Yeli it's a game." I can't help but laugh at my boyfriend's childlike behavior. He gives me a cold glare. "Yeli it's just a game. Take it easy." G finally spoke up. "It's fine babe, it's really cute when you get mad." I say. "Most girls would say it's hot or sexy when a guy gets mad, but nope what do I get, I get cute, thanks babe. real cute." He says. I scoff and cross my arms, rolling my eyes at the immaturity level on Christian. The guys notice what just happened and switch off the x box rather quickly.
-Later That Night-
Christian is laying up on the bed on his phone, while I finish getting ready for bed. "Did you honestly think it was just cute when I'm mad?" I knew he was going to bring this up. I sigh and walk over to him. I take his phone out of his hand and straddle his lap. "Truthfully babe it was just a game for the love of the god. You know that's how Dee plays." He rolls his eyes and tries avoiding my gaze. Is he serious right now I think to myself. "Christian Yelich are you jealous?" He looks at me and simply says, "Jealous of what?" I grab his face and make him look at me, "Babe is it that bad I don't find it hot? Honestly.." I lean myself forward to speak in his ear. "I find you getting mad attractive as fuck." I pull away looking at his expression. He's smirking. His hands find my waist. "Hm is that so? I'm attractive as fuck? Well babygirl you ain't see nothing yet.I didn't appreciate you wearing that dress earlier. Now you want to see how mad I get?" I gulp and stare at the state he has me. Turned on. Well this will be an eventful night.

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