Can I just say that Jackson is my bias and like holy shit he's so fucking hot like bruh is he even human?? Anyways-
Jackson and I have been together for almost 5 years. We've had some ups and downs in our relationship, but I feel like we've finally passed all that fighting. Besides, we have no time for fighting considering he's busy 24/7 with Got7's new comeback. The only time I see him is if I randomly wake up in the middle of the night. It hurts me. We never see each other anymore, yet we live together. He promised that he'll make it up to me when he gets home, since he gets off early. Since tonight will be special, I decided to wear a super sexy dress I've had up in my closet for a special occasion like tonight.
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I put the dress on and fix my hair and makeup. My makeup consists of a smokey eye and red lip. As for my hair, I curled it. Now that I'm done, I just sit and wait "patiently" for him to get home. I scroll through my phone for what feels like forever. It's been two hours and he's still not home. I knew I got my hopes up for nothing. It's now 10pm. I still have hope that he'll come home early, so I put on some black lace and a white robe to go over it. Now two hours have passed, I still wait up for him. I start to make some coffee to keep myself up.
It's now 3am and I hear someone unlocking the door. It's Jackson, no surprise. I sit on the couch with coffee in my hand, waiting for him to enter the living room. He thinks I'm asleep so he walks around quietly. Ha, that bitch thought. Finally he comes into the living room and sees me. He jumps a little.
"Ah, babe, you scared me. What are you doing up so late?" He asks, with his hand over his chest from being scared.
"Waiting for you, babe." I mock him.
"I know, I know. I'm so sorry sweetheart. I was behind on some choreography so I had to stay late to learn it. I'm so sorry, do you forgive me?"
"Damn you, of course I forgive you. I just wish we could actually see each other. It's been so long since we've been intimate and I miss it so much." I get up and walk towards him.
"I know, me too. But once this comeback is over, we'll see each other a lot more." He puts his hands on my waist.
"No, once you're done with this comeback you'll have another one right after. You know it's true."
"Babe, I'm trying the best I can."
"Yeah, I can see that."
I roll my eyes and storm off to our shared bedroom. I tried my best to understand and not get so pissed, but I can't help it. What's the point of being in a relationship if you never see each other? I guess it's love that's keeping us from breaking up. I just lay in the bed on my side as I stare at the wall until I hear Jackson slowly open the door. He shuts it and walks slowly towards me. He then sits down in front of me.
