Rosé Imagines (gxg)

arguments (requested)

You slammed the door behind you as you stepped inside the house. Grumbling under your breath, you kicked off your shoes, unaware that your girlfriend was standing in the kitchen frowning over how aggravated you seemed to be.

"Y/N?"

You lifted your head when you heard her call your name.

"Bad day, baby?"

You just nodded and went straight into her arms. "It was total crap, honestly. I'm happy to be home." You tried to give her a smile and then gave her a kiss on her cheek before making your way to the fridge.

You had only one thing on your mind right now and that was the tiny pieces of chocolate in the drawer of the fridge that you desperately wanted to eat right now, to bring yourself a little comfort after the disastrous day you had.

But it wasn't there. You looked everywhere in the fridge, even in the oddest of places, and it was still nowhere to be found.

Upon hearing all the fuss you were causing, Rosé got up and came up behind you. Arms wrapping around you to hold you while you continued to search all around. "What are you looking for, baby?"

"My chocolate. I kinda need it and I can't find it."

"Oh! I think I ate the last of it earlier." She said causually.

You turned around, eyes wide and in disbelief. You pulled away from her and scoffed when she furrowed her eyebrows at you. "Why would you do that? I had a bad day and that's all I was looking forward to."

"Calm down, baby. It's not a big deal."

You rolled your eyes, this time causing her to scoff.

"Okay. If it was that big of a deal you should've wrote your name on it!" She suggested. "It's not my fault you had a bad day so you don't need to be so cranky with me. It's really not a big deal, y/n. You're acting a little overdramatic and immature."

"Thanks for making my day so much better, Rosé!" You yelled sarcastically as you made your way to the stairs. "Don't bother talking to me for the rest of the day!"

"If you're gonna act this way then I don't want to talk to you!" She yelled out and even though she was expecting it to happen, the slam of the door still startled her.

You sniffled as you sat on the edge of the bed. You weren't really upset at her so much now, more at yourself. It was stupid to fight over something so small. But you had a terrible day and you were looking forward to finding comfort in your comfort food.

No less than two minutes after you slammed that door it was opening again. You could hear her sock-covered feet touch the floor and you felt the mattress dip as she sat beside you. You could feel her eyes on you before you felt the touch of her hand on your thigh.

"I'm sorry. I didn't even think about you maybe needing it today. I know you find comfort in it a lot. I'm also sorry for calling you immature. You're not. You just had a bad day."

You turned to look at her and she felt relieved when she saw a small smile appear on your face.

"I should've told you. I should've replaced it for you. I'm sorry."

You nodded and let your head fall to her shoulder. "I'm sorry too. But I was being a little immature. I shouldn't have talked to you that way either. It was a stupid thing to argue about."

She laughed and let her head fall against yours. "Maybe. But it happens. Lots of couples fight about these things. It'll be okay though. It's just a tiny thing we can work out like we do everything else."

She kissed your temple softly and combed her fingers through your hair. "I have an idea. Why don't we go get some chocolate to make it all better? You can have as much of it as you want!"

You laughed and lifted your head, stealing a kiss from her lips. "Okay."

You looked down as she intertwined your fingers together and lifted your head again when she brushed a lock of hair behind your ear, kissing your cheek softly. "I love you."

"Love you more."