Crush Imagines [COMPLETED]

♡ That Time of the Month ♡

"Babe, where's the empty container that we always have to refill?" He asks, waltzing into the kitchen.

"Oh, do you mean your brain?" My eyes show no hint of amusement, though in the back of my mind, I picture myself smirking.

He raised an eyebrow. "Must be that time of a month where-"

"-You learn to shut up and treat your lady with respect?"

He was quiet.

Heh.

"Here." I tossed it to him, and he caught it. Then it fell out of his hands.

"Butterfingers."

"Ya know, Imma give you a piece of my-"

I kissed him and smiled.

"-Love?"