You are so Hypnotizing (Demi Lovato and Odell Beckham Jr.)

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Demi's POV

The next morning, I woke up before Odell and I smile at his peaceful face. I get out of bed and do my morning routine before grabbing his t shirt off the floor and sliding it on. I then get back in bed with him and I run my fingers through his curls and up and down his back. I then eventually start tracing his tattoos and he eventually wakes up.

"Morning baby." He mumbles in a deep raspy voice and I smile.

"Morning." I reply and he smiles and sits up to kiss me and I smile in the kiss and bring my hand up to his cheek.

"Do you regret last night?" Odell then asks after we pull away and I shake my head.

"No. I told you I was ready to go all in and I meant that. I don't regret it at all. You?" I ask and he shakes his head as well.

"I could never, not with you. I just wanted to make sure you still had that same opinion this morning and you didn't change your mind." He says and I smile.

"Well I didn't. Articles came out yesterday about us though and I meant to tell you. Ellen asked me about them during my interview and I was totally unprepared." I say and he chuckles and shrugs.

"I've never really cared about what the media has to say. They can talk if they want, writing stories is how they make money and even if some of them are false that's still how they feed their families so I don't let it bother me. I don't even pay attention to them." He says and I smile even bigger.

"I try not to let it bother me either, but sometimes it does." I answer shrugging and he smiles up at me.

"And that's okay. Some shit they say is hurtful, but we just have to be the bigger person. They want a reaction out of us." He says and I nod agreeing.

"I have a tattoo appointment today, you wanna come?" I then ask after several minutes of just laying there as I rub his back.

"Yeah, I'll go. What are you getting?" He asks me.

"A butterfly on my neck. And I want to get my dream catcher tattoo touched up if he has time." I say and he smiles.

"I can't wait to see it. Your tattoos are sexy as fuck." He says and I chuckle.

"So are yours. Your entire body is literally filled." I say and he laughs.

"My stomach is the only thing that's empty." He says shrugging and I chuckle.

"You ever gonna fill it up?" I ask and he shrugs.

"I don't know yet. I've been wanting to get Lani's name tatted, but I don't want it on my stomach." He says and I nod.

"Where do you want it then?" I ask and he shrugs.

"I've been thinking the back of my neck or the side of my hand. But if I have more kids then I would want to get all their names tatted, but I would want it to be symmetrical or all in one place. You know what I mean?" He says and I nod.

"Yeah, that makes sense. You can always figure it out later though if you have more kids." He says and he nods. We then finally decide to get out of bed and Odell puts on a pair of sweatpants before brushing his teeth and we all walk downstairs. Odell started making us omelettes while I made us both a cup of coffee. My doorbell then rings and I roll my eyes.

"I'll be back." I say setting our mugs down then running my hand across his back as I walk past him. I then go to my door and I see Tiffany there.

"Hey, I know you didn't want anyone bothering you while Odell was here, but it's kind of important." She says and I sigh.

"Is it just you?" I ask and she nods. "Come in." I say and she steps in and we both sit down on the couch. "What's going on?" I ask and she sighs.