These are one shots that I have created so please enjoy and read.
Mostly all of these one shots are going to be Jastin, sorry if you don't really like them. But sometimes I will throw another one.
-Mariana
Started: December 15, 2016
Completed: Nov...
Justin wants to go to the fair but his boyfriend hates fairs with a passion. But since Justin loved them, his boyfriend takes. Simply because when Justin smiles, he smiles
-Justin's POV-
I was currently in a sad mood and I think my boyfriend is starting to notice. But I can't tell him why. Why? Because I want to go to the fair. And Jason, my boyfriend, hates fairs with a passion.
I don't want him to do something that he hates with a passion only because I said so. What kind of boyfriend would that make me?!
I was on the couch with my legs up to my chest while my hands were wrapped around my legs. My head inside laid on my knees. While I watched the tv that was currently playing 'The 100' one of my favorite shows at the moment.
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(Cause I SUCK AT explaining shit, I decided to put a pic)
Jason walked inside the house since he just got him from work and walked into the living room.
Jason sighed once he saw my position.
When he sighed, it caused me to look up at him, only to find him already staring at me. I keep the eye contact for another 2 seconds, but then I looked away.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Asked Jason softly, sitting down next to me.
I looked up at him while tears filled my eyes.
"I can't tell you," I whispered.
"Why not?" He asked, frowning.
"You'll hate me," I whispered softly, closing my eyes, feeling a single tear escape my eye and roll down my slightly puffy cheek.
"Baby no, I could never hate you. I love you," he said while moving closer to me, wrapping his hands around me.
"Promise?" I asked him.
"I promise," he confirmed.
"I want to go to the fair," I said nervously.
"Baby," he sighed.
"Jase, I know you hate them but please I really wanna go. I never went as a little kid. My parents never took me," I begged.
He looked at me with sad eyes.
"Fine," he said, giving in.
"Really?" I asked exicted.
"YES," he said while laughing.
"OMG THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" I yelled, throwing myself on top of him, giving him a hug.
He laughed and hugged me back.
"Now go get ready sweet cheeks," he said.
"Ok!" I yelled and ran upstairs to get dressed.
I went to my closet and picked out a grayish sweater, a white shirt that goes under it, paired with blue jeans, then added my white vans.
