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RPG 1.

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In which he's paying more attention to his career than he is to her and she's feeling neglected.

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Nava was far from insecure, she knew the type of person she was and she never let anyone's opinions ever make her think substandard of herself. But Brandon was starting to get under her skin, She understood that he was in a boyband, there was a time for writing, studio time, rehearsal time and repeat daily but he always went overboard and she knew it was just because the entire group was depending on him, he was their main producer so even when group work was done his work was never finished. But she couldn't help but think about if he knew his limits, if he actually cared about her enough to actually come to bed once in awhile.

Maybe she was expecting too much from him, he loved what he did for a living and she didn't want to get in the way of that but was it too much to ask for some acknowledgement every once in awhile, a quick I love you, a kiss, a compliment anything to let her know he knew she was still there?

She was currently in bed, the clock had just hit twelve a.m and Brandon still wasn't home, she grabbed her phone off her night stand and shot him a quick text.

Nava
Hey babe are you still at the studio? What time are you coming home!?

Brando
I stayed behind to run some new mixes for a few songs, I'm sorry I'll be home soon.

Nava
That's what you always saying. I'll see you in the morning.

Brando
What that's supposed to mean?

Nava
You're never here so I'm not surprised, another night of falling asleep alone.

Brando
You know why I'm never home nava.

Nava
I didn't sign up to be some trophy girl, if you don't want to treat me like we are actually in a committed relationship, then we might as well end this shit now.
Read   12:30am

She sighed at the fact he left her on read, of course he did. He didn't actually care about her and it was starting to show, she started to ask herself what the fuck she was doing sitting around and waiting on someone who was never going to come. She needed someone who wasn't going to forget she existed. Someone who was going to be there when she needed them to be. Someone who appreciated her, loved on her, showed her all the right kinds of affection and Brandon wasn't that, she loved him with everything within her but that wasn't enough to have her sitting around like she was some prized medal that was meant for decoration.

She was shook out of her thoughts by their front door slamming shut, Brandon walked into their bedroom shrugging off his leather jacket and pulled his shirt over his head, she sat there watching him get undressed and she continued to watch as he walked over to his side of the bed sat his phone on the nightstand and climbed in.

"I'm sorry" he said as he reached over and pulled her into his arms, In which she instantly melted "I'm home now"

She pulled back and looked him in the eyes, "I know you love your job, your love for music is one of the reasons I fell in love with you" she let out a sigh "but I don't want music being your entire world Brandon, you work yourself these crazy hours daily, your exhausted and stressed and you don't eat much and I know you're at your happiest when you're in the studio, I know this about you and I don't ever want to take that feeling away from you but I just want you to see that you also have a life outside of that and to appreciate it"

"I do appreciate you nava, I love you, you're my biggest inspiration and from now on I'll tell you I love you and show you I love you" he kissed her on the lips and then he pulled them both down until they were laid tucked under the covers, he wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer to him and she laid her head on his chest and she listened as he started to slowly sing her to sleep.

maybe they will be okay after all.