One Shots

argument | quavo

You sat in your bed and sighed. You and your boyfriend weren't talking to each other because of an argument.

You basically felt some type of way because you knew his 'sister' had a crush on him. It was obvious. She was always trying to be under him and too touchy feely for your liking. And it was obvious she was jealous of you but you didn't care. She knew him before you did so she had plenty of time to shoot her shot but she didn't, now he's taken.

You were mad at him over that but he was mad at you because he thought you were overreacting. If the roles were reversed, he'd be acting even worse than you and he'd make you stop talking to the dude. Shit. He'd probably shoot him to be honest.

"Qua!" You yelled. He was downstairs in the living room and you were upstairs in your room. Even though you two were mad at each other, you couldn't stay away from him and vice versa. You two would never desperate. Maybe sleep in different rooms and not eat dinner together, but you'd always stay in the house with him.

Just because you were mad at him, that didn't mean you would talk to a new nigga. That was dead as fuck and you knew y'all weren't on that shit.

Right while you were in the middle of thinking of how to apologize to him, he walked inside your room with a sad face and two mugs of chocolate ice cream. You two's favorite.

"Wassup?" You asked while moving your computer and papers so he could sit on your bed.

"I'm sorry about Taylor. She's always been like that and I guess I never noticed." He sighed before putting his spoon in his mouth. "Guess what she told me today?"

You took a scoop of your ice cream in your mouth then raised your eyebrows, indicating for him to tell you what she said even though you already knew.

"She said she had feelins fa a nigga but I wasn't goin. You already know we ain't on dat shit at all. I was all like 'I got a whole gal and now you want me?'. Like we been knowin each other fa too long fa ha to just now be tellin me dis shit." He rubbed his face before sighing and looking at you.

You hadn't even realized you were crying. You didn't even know why you were crying to be honest. Probably from the fact that they had known each other for ten years and he was most likely to leave you for her. You were never the sensitive, insecure type but when it cane to her, you always felt like she had everything you wanted. Nice body, long hair, perfect teeth and skin. But the only thing she didn't have was Quavo.

"So what does that mean?" You asked while wiping your tears and snot with your sleeves. You already knew the answer. "Please Qua don't go switchin sides."

He laughed and gripped your thigh even though your leg was under the cover. "Girl you too smart to be this dumb." He put his mug on the nightstand and got off the bed. "Baby I need you in my life. Not ha. Not nobody else. Just you. And me. Till one of us die because ain't no breaking up ova here. Ion believe in allat shit. It's against my religion.." Hs kissed your lips before laughing.

"Ain't nothing funny damn, fuckin clown." You pouted just for him to peck your lips again.

"Shut yo sensitive ass up. " He laughed and took your empty mug out of your hand and put it on the nightstand. He got on top of you and kissed your lips multiple times.

"Moveeeeuuhhhhh." You whined even though you wanted him to stay. He knew you so he stayed exactly where he was but he pulled the covers off of you, showing your short legs in your small Nike shorts.

"Girl pipe down." He kissed down your neck and chest. He was about to pull your shorts down and give you the best head you ever had until his phone started ringing. He sighed and lifted up before answering and putting it on speaker.

"Yeah wassup?" He asked. You looked at the contact name. It was Taylor. You rolled your eyes and looked at his face. He obviously didn't want to talk.

"Aye wassup, you broke up wit gal yet?" She asked. You could tell she was smiling just by the way she talked.

"Nah. Ion plan on it either to be honest witcha." He said with a smile causing you to smile.

"And he planned on eatin my pussy until yo annoyin ass called so Imma need you to move around. We'll call when he's done. Toodles." You presses the red button before she could even say anything. He smiled at you. He always loved when you got an attitude but you hated having an attitude. It made you feel so mean. But he thought it was sexy and it turned him on. He told you that every time you had an attitude.

"That shit was sexy as hell. Got my dick so hard I feel like I'm boutta nut already. Damn." He laid his head on your stomach and put his middle and index finger inside of you. You started to squirm already. You hated when he fingered you. It was such a tease.

"Aye buddy, Imma need yo ass to come on and stop playin. I got shit to do." You smirked because you knew he was about to snap on your ass.

"Hol up. Who da fuck is yo buddy and who the fuck you snappin on?" He ripped your shorts and panties off before pulling his pants down and yanking his boxers off. "Imma ask again cause you must got me confused wit dat pussy nigga Shondrick. Who the fuck you talkin to?"

You laughed because he hated your ex, Shondrick. "I'm talkin ta yo pussy ass, whatchu gone do?"

After you said that, you two had the best makeup sex you had ever had with him and anyone else in your life.

"Mhm baby, you know this where you reside. Yo ass bet not go switchin sides."

He chuckled and said beside you. "I gotcha."