Just a list of random one shots, suggestions and requests very welcome!
Contains fluff, smut and many more good things in life*
Names of the female character (point of view) are completely random so feel free to change them to yours while reading...
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"You could've at least been a bit more discrete." I said to Zac while we were in the kitchen. It was around 2am and we just got home from a night out with our friends. He was standing by the fridge, pouring milk into a glass.
"You want some?" He asked, completely disregarding my statement. Wearing only his black sweats and no shirt, it was hard for me to focus but I was pissed. Not even his great physique can make that just go away.
"Did you hear what I said?" I took a step closer, so I was standing right in front of him. He ran his fingers through his newly dyed platinum hair and scratched his jaw. The beard he grew out a bit, went great with his hair color; he oozed sexiness.
"I heard it, I'm simply deciding to ignore it." He narrowed his brows, frowning at me. Taking a sip of his milk, he leaned on the counter.
"Not gonna happen." I insisted. He only rolled his eyes, waiting for my rant to be over. It's how our disagreements usually went. "Just because our SINGLE friends stare at all the club hoes, you don't have to join in."
"Oh, Dee, come on; enough with the same shit every time. I don't care about those women." He defended himself.
"Then act like it. It's embarrassing! I was sitting right there next to you." I raised my voice.
"Can you keep it down? Neighbors will have my head on a stick, it's 2 in the morning!" He clenched his jaw. He was getting frustrated but I wasn't backing off. I understand looking at other women isn't something that should bother me; and it usually doesn't; but constantly listening to how big those boobs are and how they would demolish her, it's so childish and I'm sick of it. There's only so much I can take. It's like those bad dad jokes that are tossed around too much, it's pathetic.
"Fine, you know, since you like to drool over some hoes, you can go clubbing alone. From now on, I'm staying away from those places." I was determined.
"You know what?" He looked at me, a glass in his hand. "If you're gonna do this, argue over stupid shit like me looking at PEOPLE, not women, go on. Continue this charade, but I won't be a part of it." He was headed to the bedroom but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"Don't you dare walk out on me." I said. His blue eyes were staring back at me and he let out a loud sigh.
"Look, I love you." He said, leaning his head closer to mine. "I'm with you, we live together and I like that, everything is fine." His brows were narrowed, he was pretty intense; and I was stubborn, which he knew very well. "If I didn't like it, I wouldn't be here, okay? Simple as that."
