Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Replacement Payment*

Hearing the knock at the door that I'd been expecting all night, I hurried to my feet to unlock the door and answer it. The darkness of the streets contrasted with the brightness of the house.

Justin stood just outside the door but walked inside almost as soon as the door opened. "Hey," He slid his jacket off his body, revealing a black shirt that let me appreciate his toned arms. I tried not to stare.

"D'you have a good night?" I smiled politely, and tore my eyes away from him reluctantly as I proceeded to grab my bag from beside the couch.

"Yeah, it was great to catch up with the guys, I haven't been able to in so long, you know.." He chuckled, trailing off. He glanced down at the ground before looking up at me and licking his lips. I tried not to look in his direction while he seemed to watch me intently. "Uh, thank you, for watching her. I couldn't have had such a great night without you."

Something was wrong. Actually, I wouldn't say wrong exactly, just different. The air seemed tense and as though he was on edge, like he was thinking more than he was saying.

"It's no problem." I waved it off, looking up at him. "She's upstairs fast asleep. You can call me, a-anytime." I stuttered when I caught his gaze. We stayed like that for a few more moments.

He took a large intake of breath. "Y'know," He walked ever so slowly towards me, making my eye twitch in confusion. "Being a single parent can be tough. You don't have kids, do you?" He waited for my answer, I shook my head. "It's tough. You've got the constant stress and the pressure to raise your kid right, all by yourself. At the end of the day there's barely any time that I have for myself." He licked his hips once more.

"Oh, but your daughters absolutely lovely." I smiled at him. "I've never met such a well behaved girl before and she's the cutest little thing!" I gushed, and he smiled proudly for a moment but also looked a little agitated as though I was directing the conversation away from where he wanted to go.

"Thank you," He smiled politely, because he had to. "but either way, being a parent has its downsides." He muttered, I hadn't noticed how much closer he had gotten until I realised I had to look up to meet his eyes.

"Really?" I was unsure of what he wanted me to say so I tried to politely keep the conversation going. "Like what?"

He moved his head down to mine so that his lips were centimetres away from my ear. I felt a fuzzy feeling run through my jaw at the sense of knowing he was so close he could touch me there. He took a breath. "I haven't cum in weeks." His whispers made me shiver and his words made the sensation more powerful than ever.

"O-Oh?" I gulped, letting my eyes fall shut. I tried to remain calm so that I wouldn't react inappropriately.

"Mhm." He moved away and looked down at me casually, as though what had just happened, never had. "I've got no time to get off because I'm always too busy. Like I said, it's difficult." He watched me.

I glanced around. "You're not busy now." I shrugged, my hands tightened around the strap of my bag and I realised then that my palms were sweating.

I watched as his tongue glided across his lips. I'd only been in his presence, in total, about fifteen minutes and I'd decided he had a habit of doing that. It was a lovely habit though, for me at least.

His nostrils flared as he let out a heavy breath. "Listen." He moved his hands into his pockets of his jeans. "I have a proposal."

"Okay?" I tried not to look at him too suspiciously.

"I wanna pay you in a way that is so much better than money, for both of us." He raised an eyebrow as his face softened. I noticed that his attention never left me.