All Yours || Adorable/Tiny Bit Dirty

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krystal.

School.

Two words: ew & ew. I don't like school. I don't like the people there, I don't like the work they give us, and heck... I don't even like the cafeteria food that they serve. I don't even know why some people even like school in the first place.

From P.E. to the shitty teachers, I'm absolutely done for it. I always get headaches after school when I arrive home. Buuuut, if there's one thing that I enjoy about school, it's getting home to see my wonderful boyfriend of five months.

I set my backpack on the floor besides the front door, slipping my sneakers out of my feet, and sighing in relief on how good it felt for my feet to finally roam free from the tight hold of my shoes. School was shit like usual. Too much homework for me to do. I pouted at the thought of doing all my homework in one night.

Groaning from my pounding headache, I walked straight towards the living room, instantly planting my tired body on the soft cushions on the couch, feeling as if I was to melt right through it.

My eyes shut, being absorbed into the quietness that surrounded me. Peace and quiet, finally. I was too tired that I didn't even notice I heard two feet padding along the hardwood floor towards my direction until I felt someone's weight pushing against my whole back, making the whole couch sink lower.

I knew instantly who this person was.

"Justin get the hell off of me." I groaned, my face directly being smushed against the cushions under me.

"I love you." Justin whispered from above me, leaning against my ear. He was laying right above me. His front on my back. I felt everything. His hands grabbed my own, and brought them above my head, locking his hands right around my wrists.

Justin kissed my earlobe softly, before pulling it into his mouth, knowing how much I love him doing that. A soft moan escaped my parted lips as Justin's thumbs rubbed against each of my knuckles, relaxing my body even further.

"I love you Justin." I breathed, feeling his lips move down to the crook of my neck, leaving soft kisses on any skin that was exposed to his eyes.

I felt Justin's heavy weight being lifted up from my body, meaning that he got off of me, giving me space to breathe. He stood in front of the couch, looking as if he reached the ceiling from my point of view.

"I got something for you baby," Justin's triumphant smile showed me how happy and giddy he looked. I love his smile. His smile just brightens my day. I especially love seeing Justin so happy. It's moments like these where I want to take an unexpected picture of him, smiling about the picture years later, knowing that maybe I was the reason for his smile.

His large hand was out in my direction for me to take it, and I sighed, slowly reaching for his hand. He yanked me out of the couch, the unexpected action made me gasp and land against his hard chest. I tried pulling out of his hold, but he kept his hands around my body, keeping me glued to him.

I stared up at his hazel eyes, loving how they shined because of the sunlight that peeked through the windows. He really is a beautiful person.

Justin smiled softly at me, pecking my lips while bringing one hand up to the side of face, rubbing the pad of his thumb against my cheek. I pulled away from the kiss, placing my hand over his. His thumb went over my bottom lip, and I kissed his thumb softly.

"C'mon baby," His voice rasped, and his bright eyes becoming a darker shade of brown as I rubbed myself against him. I held his hand, afraid of letting him go, as he brought me up the stairs, my ankles being sore from all the walking I had to do in school.

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