"Yo, you hungry?"
Hov looked towards his pregnant girlfriend as she tapped her acrylic nails against her chin as if she was in deep thought.
"Kinda, but I'm not hungry for like, food food."
Hov watched as the light turned green and softly chuckled, "What does that even mean? What else you gon' have a taste fo'?"
They both had waken up early for Beyoncé's doctor appointment, and because they had so much time left before the actual appointment, Beyoncé somehow talked Hov into doing yoga with her.
He knew that would be his first and last time doing that. He just wanted to be a supportive boyfriend.
"Let's go to Target. I just want some chips or something."
Hov sucked his teeth, already knowing what that meant, "We go to Target and you're going to get everything but what you came in there for."
She laughed, "No I'm not."
"Who really go in Target for one thing and walk out wit' one thing? No fuckin' body."
Despite how he felt about it, he drove them to Target. Like a gentleman, he opened the car door for her and held her hand as they walked inside.
"Oh baby wait," Beyoncé said, going into the makeup section, "I need a new beauty blender."
"See what I mean? You just getting that to get it. You ain't wore makeup in weeks."
"Shut up." She mumbled.
As usual, Hov checked his surroundings. Unlike Beyoncé, he was always observant. Being aware was something about himself that he couldn't change.
"Alright, lets get my chips. I have a taste for the spicy Doritos and some dip." Beyoncé said, using her free hand to interlock it with Hov's.
"You disgusting, and your doctor just told you to stay away from spicy shit and you not listening."
"Shawn, just let me be great for once," Beyoncé groaned, "You suppose to be on my side."
"I'm on my daughter's side and she ain't gon' want no spicy Doritos."
Just hours prior, they officially found out that they were indeed having a girl. As expected, Hov was over the moon but Beyoncé was still feeling a little salty. She was adamant on her first child being a boy.
It took nearly ten minutes for Beyoncé to figure out what kind of chips she wanted since Hov didn't allow her to get anything spicy. She gave him the cold shoulder after finally settling for the plain Doritos.
"You done right?" He asked as they made their way to the front to checkout. Beyoncé was beginning to ignore him until she saw something that caught her attention.
"Baby, look at this!" She gasped, pointing to the pink newborn onesies.
YOU ARE READING
Thug Love {COMPLETED}
Fanfiction19 year old college student, Beyoncé falls in love with the city's most wanted criminal and drug dealer by the name of Hov. She knows that he's no good for her, but she's too in love to care about the consequences. Read for more. {slow updates}