my babyboy

Groaning, Justin laid you down on the white sheets of the king bed you share while his lips attacked your neck.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” He breathed out before his teeth bit down on your neck, causing you to let out a sharp moan of pleasure. “How did I get so lucky?” His hands roamed your body aggressively.

Your hands made their way to his hair as his lips continued to work magic on your neck, you ran your hand through his hair, making sure to glide your nails across his scalp soothingly and finishing by pulling on the ends of his hair teasingly, you heard him let out small moans of satisfaction against your neck.

Pulling away from your body, he grabbed the end of your shirt before pulling it over your head and discarding it to the floor. His hands proceeded to roam up your waist and to the curve of your boobs while his eyes burned into your skin hungrily.

“You drive me insane.” A groan escaped his throat as he moved his hand and rested it on your left boob, rubbing and stimulating as he smirked, loving the way you squirmed and writhed from beneath him, knowing he was who was bringing this out of you.

Leaning down, he forcefully pressed his lips against yours and lifted your body before trailing his arm around your back, bringing his fingers to the clasp of your bra. You kissed back with the same amount of passion, sliding your tongue in between his teeth.

You stayed like this for a few seconds before his lips stopped moving and rested against yours, his hand still behind you. You pulled away slightly to look at him, his eyes squinted as his face was full of concentration.

“Need some help?” You chuckled as your hand reached behind your back, only to have Justin slap it away instantly.

“No, I got it. I’m a pro at this, just give me a second.” He continued to try and work your bra undone, his right hand holding him up above your body while the other worked behind your back.

He sighed deeply before leaning back. “Turn around, I gotta take a look.” He leaned on his knees as you swing your legs off the bed, resting your head on your hands that were held up by your thighs.

“What’s wrong with this bra? I’m usually in within seconds.” He muttered as he struggled, turning to look at him, you saw his face was clouded with a frown.

“Justin, it’s one of the new ones you bought me the other day.” You chuckled as you watched him.

“Well, what a mistake that was.” He grumbled as he gave up and dropped his hands down.

Deciding to help him out, you reached behind you and undid your bra. In all honesty, it did take you a little longer than it usually took you but you eventually did it. Flinging it across the room, you turned to Justin and smirked, your chest now revealed to his awaiting eyes.

He grabbed you and pushed you back down on the white sheets.

Request: it was Y/N and Justins night, but half of the time Justins on his phone. y/n gets upset at the fact so she walks away. Justin tries to apologize by using snapchat videos to annoy her.

****** It was almost midnight and you and Justin decided to binge watch tv shows on Netflix. You enjoyed days like this when it was just the two of you. You rarely got to see him when he’s working or either at the studio or on tour, so you always cherished these moments even if it was for a short period of time.

Your head was placed onto Justins chest, while the two of you snuggled onto the couch. Except lately Justin hasn’t been talking or laughing this past episode.

“Jay” you say quitely. He didn’t respond, you look up to see if he was asleep but he was on his phone….texting? You sit up, not being able to see who he was texting. “Justin?” You repeat once more but Justin continues to text away. You were beginning to become irritated. This night was suppose to be just you and him…that’s all. “Are you being serious right now?” You say annoyed, as you quickly get up from the couch.

“Babe?” Justins calls out as he now looks away from his phone, but you didn’t turn around. “Where are you going?” He asks as he gets up aswell. You look at him before walking away to the kitchen. “Y/N…” you hear Justin say.

***** You sat near the counter, as you went onto snapchat trying your best to distract yourself from getting any more angry. A few seconds later, Justin walks over to you and you feel him wrap his arms around your waist placing his chin onto your shoulder. “What’s wrong?” He asks quietly.

You roll your eyes, annoyed at the fact that he completely ignored you on the couch and he doesn’t know what’s wrong. “Now you want to talk to me?” You say with a dull tone, still not turning to face him.

He pulls away confused, “Im sorry I was on the phone-” You finally turn towards him. “Who were you texting?” You ask before crossing your arms. “Just a friend.” He says, but you weren’t sure if he was lying or telling the truth. You turned away, giving him again the silent treatment. “I swear!” He chuckles at your childish behaviour. You continued to ignore him as you scrolled through snapchat.

As you were checking your streaks, Justin suddenly snatches your phone away from your hand. “Hey!” You yell, looking at him. “If I can’t be on my phone you can’t either.” He says smiling, as he wiggles your phone in the air.

“Justin that’s not funny give it back” you say giving him a death glare as you get up from your seat. “Sorry did you say something?” He says pretending to ignore you as he opens the snapchat camera. “Justin!” You yell trying your best to grab your phone. “What are you doing?” You ask, as you tried to reach for it but he was too tall.

Justin grabs your hand with one hand to stop you from stealing as his other hand presses the record button. “Y/N’s mad at me because I failed to give her attention earlier…” he says smiling, causing your jaw to drop. “I fucking hate you…” you say playfully realizing your sentence made it into the snap. Justin rewatches it laughing. “Don’t you dare post it,” you say meaning it as you try to grab it again but it was no use, he was too strong. Justin looks at you once more and winks before posting it on your story.

You glare at him, as he continues to hack your snapchat. You pulled away from his grip realizing there was no point in fighting with him, he was going to do it anyways.

Justin scrolls through the filtera as he selects the crying filter. You look at him confused as he presses record, “Guys she said she hates me…” he says pretending to sound sad. You chuckle a bit, he suddenly places the camera onto you. “Omg stop it!” You say pushing the phone away giggling.

****** “Y/N?” Justin says placing the dog filter onto both of you. “What?” You say looking up, slightly smiling. “I love you…” he says before licking your face. “Ew!” You shriek giggling, as Justin starts to laugh. You walk away from him, “you’re a dork you know that?” You say smiling. Justin looks at you smiling before pulling you towards him again, you look at the camera to see that he selcected the face swap button. This took you and Justin so many tries to do this without laughing at how ridiculous you both looked. Finally after which seem like the hundredth try you both stopped laughing, as Justin presses record. “Omg I love Justin so much, he is totes the best boyfriend ever!” He says in a high pitched girly tone, causing you to giggle. “I don’t sound like that!” You say slightly pushing his face.

***** You were putting the dishes away as Justin selects the heart eyes filter before pressing record. “Hey this is what I look like whenever you walk by…” he says. “Don’t hit on me.” You say looking at him, as he posts it onto your story again.

****** You take a seat near the counter once again as you turn on your laptop to look into social media since Justin still has your phone. You suddenly had a bunch of notifications of people and fans tweeting, instagrammimg, screenshotting your snapchats with Justin. You read some of the tweets and captions as some read “awww they’re so cute!” Or “omg goals af!” You chuckled to yourself as you read some more, retweeting some of the tweets.

You look over to Justin as he was still fooling around with the filters, you watched as he pressed the sad filter before pressing record. “Are you still mad at me?” He asks as he exaggerates the sad filter. You look at him as the filter goes onto you aswell. “No I’m annoyed.” After he posts it onto your story, he scrolls through the filter again causing your to playfully roll your eyes. He walks over to you smiling.

You look at him hoping that this was his last one as he presses record. “You love me admit it…” he says squishing your cheeks. “Only a bit” you say muffled as he quickly kisses your cheek before ending the snap. You look over him as he captions it, “I love her so much,” you slightly blush as he posts is onto your story. You look at him smiling, “thanks for the attention…” you say playfully. “I’m sorry about earlier…promise it won’t happen again.” He says before grabbing his phone once again, as he begins to type something. You glare at him thinking he was texting again but suddenly you get a notification onto your twitter from….Justin. “Who thinks I should use snapchat just to bug Y/N?” You say reading his tweet out loud before playfully glaring at him. He chuckles before placing his hand on your waist, “it’s going to be a series..” he says winking before you playfully hit him.

[i split this into two parts bc it’s so long.

anyways, listen to “Grand Piano” by Nicki Minaj when reading for it to really hit u hard.

1,616 words.]

Y/N had never seen it coming. Or did she? She wasn’t going to blame herself. She knew that she could be a strong independent woman, someone who needn’t rely on a man.

She had no part to be blamed for in this. Y/N continuously was a caring and loving girlfriend, someone who Justin adored coming home to, so why now did he change his mind? 

There were days were she questioned herself, and wether she really was to blame. 

But right now, that wasn’t what mattered.

It had only been a few days without him, but they had been the worst most surreal days of my entire life. I had just managed to eat, to start going out with my friends to brunch and other small social gatherings. They all told me I was better off without him and I was in the stage of grief where I thought I believed them. Resigning myself to take him off twitter and my phone. We hadn’t spoken or texted, and I had blocked him. 

It was 2 am, and my phone was going off. I stretched, rolling over, confused as to what was going on. It buzzed again as I picked it up, alerting me of a voicemail. I had ten missed calls, and five voicemails, three of which from Pattie. I shot up in bed, my heart racing, and dialed without listening to any of the voicemails. 

“Y/N??” Pattie cried, before I could even say hello. My voice groggy with asleep, I responded.

“Pattie? What’s wrong? Is Jax okay?” I rubbed at my eyes, turning on the lamp. 

“Y/N, it’s Jay, he’s…he’s overdosed. The drugs, and the partying I told him it was too much I told him that wasn’t the way to get your attention but he wouldn’t listen to me-” My blood went cold as it drained from my face. I sat for an indiscernible amount of time. “Y/N? Are you still there?”

“Pattie-I-”

“I know. It’s asking a lot. But he’s been a wreck love. Whatever has happened between the two of you, you are his person. And he is yours. He has gone to a dark place and we are all worried about him.”

“All?”

“The whole family is here, blood and squad family. I know he would want you to be the first person he sees when he gets up.”

“Pattie….” I sighed. Even before I hung up I knew I was going to get up and go, my friends’ opinions be damned. I threw on the first clothes my hands touched, shoving my feet into my boots, and throwing on the coat I had thrown on the back of my door. The fluorescent lights of the hospital were harsh on my tired eyes, and I squinted as I ran from desk to desk, more and more desperate with every passing nurse who couldn’t point me in the right direction.

“He’s not the fucking President!” I yelled harshly at a nurse. From around the corner, Pattie came running.

“Y/N, thank god you made it!”

“That nurse over there wouldn’t let me through.” She enveloped me in a hug as she walked me back towards the room where everyone was waiting. I stopped abruptly, not wanting to go in.

“Y/N? Everyone is grateful you’re here. You don’t have to be-”

“I just-I can’t.”

“You’re family too.” She said, smiling sadly at me. “Always.”

“ I think I’ll just wait with him.” I whispered. She let me go, sadly. I walked over to his room, sitting down in the armchair beside his bed. I must’ve fallen asleep because the next thing I know, my eyes fluttered open, the sunlight pouring in. I grabbed his hand, my cheeks tear stained from the night. I went to let go and felt a tug. His eyes opened slowly, and he tried to open his mouth, opting instead for a smile. 

“Y/N?” He managed to croak out. 

“Jay. You’re awake.” I smiled sadly. “You look terrible.” I joked.

“You look beautiful.” He said, with a straight face. My heart stopped.

“I should go tell everyone you’re awake.” I went to stand, and he stopped me.

“No.” He motioned for water and I got it for him, waiting for him to take a sip. “Can I-I’m sorry. Can we just sit together for a few moments? Just me and you?”

“Of course.” I breathed.

“I want-” He started.