"y/n, we're home," my boyfriend called from the front door of the flat we shared. the boys had been staying here while they had to go to the studio, and i'd had a lot to handle while they were here.
"hey reecey," i smiled, walking up to hug him and peck his lips as he came through the door. he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, rocking us side to side in a little dance.
"is this my cue to throw up?" blake joked, pushing past us comedically.
"ha ha, richardson. at least he's got a girlfriend," i sassed, before pulling away from reece and following george into the kitchen.
"how was studio?" i asked, trying to make conversation with the tired boys.
"good, we got quite a lot done. just happy to be home if i'm honest," george smiled, leaning against the counter, "i'm just gonna go and pack up my stuff, me and blake are going in an hour or so."
he padded down the hall and to the spare bedroom, where he and blake had been staying.
blake, reece and i continued to talk for the next few minutes, before the brunette decided it best to also pack his bags. it was just me and bibby left in the kitchen, and his green eyes were lit with a mischievous spark. he smirked at me and took his duffle bag from the side, pulling out a large bottle of champagne from inside.
"oh you classy shit," i grinned at him, watching as he selected some fancy glasses from the cabinet.
"hey, we need to relax once those two leave. they're a lot to handle," he said softly, pouring the liquid into the glasses.
"oh, you don't know the half of it. i've lived with one of them my whole life," i challenged. george is my brother, after all, and he's not exactly easy to live with.
let's just say that his laundry is beyond help.
"anyway, whaddya day we start early and we pop some fizz?" he smirked, popping the cork before i had a choice. i jumped onto the kitchen counter, reece shuffling between my thighs and passing me my share of the alcohol.
"cheers to us," he winked. we clinked our glasses and i took a swig, before placing the glass next to me on the surface.
he looked me in the eye while sipping his own champagne, then placed the glass next to mine. he pressed his hands against the small of my back gently, pushing me towards him as i linked my arms around his neck.
"i love you, bibby," i grinned into a sweet kiss.
"i love you too, smith."
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a really short chapter, but a chapter none the less!
i kinda like this one 🙃
ib; nhchannah
enjoy!!
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