So I received a request about Selena going back to New York for treatment. As this is a touchy and very serious topic, I decided to mostly focus on Justin being the supportive boyfriend that he is ;) and then I included a small piece about the two of them hanging out with Ryan and Chaz. I hope you like it!
“Justin?” Selena called quietly, getting up from the couch before making her way to the kitchen where her boyfriend was preparing a simple lunch.
“What’s up, babe?” Justin responded easily, the tone of his voice light as he kept his attention on the pan in front of him. She came around the kitchen island and went up behind him, her fingers slipping underneath his shirt as her arms wrapped smoothly around his middle.
“Hmm,” she hummed, ignoring his previous question. She closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of his body against hers. He turned off the heat before turning on his heels to face her, noticing her tense behavior.
“What’s on your mind?” Justin wondered. Selena sighed and moved backwards, hitting the kitchen counter where she set off in order to place herself on top of it.
“I don’t wanna scare you,” she informed, her voice soft.
“What is it?” Justin continued, a concerned look on his face.
“I think my anxiety is getting worse,” she finally confided.
“Selena,” he sighed worriedly as he moved closer to her, placing a hand on each of her thighs as he stood between her legs.
“I think I might go back to New York,” she announced and received a small gasp from Justin. He already knew she was referring to the rehabilitation center where she had previously spent time when she had been mentally challenged and not feeling her best.
“I mean not for as long as last time. They have a two week program,” she explained as Justin’s breathing came back to a normal pace.
“I think that’s a good idea. You haven’t been feeling great,” he noted and stroke her thighs in comfort.
“Yeah. And they are amazing over there,” she described.
“They better be,” he smiled softly. Justin knew the battles she had been fighting with anxiety and being depressed. He had been there himself, so if anyone, he recognized the immense emotions that she was dealing with.
“I just know I have to do this now so it doesn’t get worse,” she confessed.
“I’m really proud of you, you know that right?” he spoke.
“Thank you,” she giggled shyly, shoving his chest lightly in embarrassment.
“No, I mean that. Not everyone has the strength to put themselves in such a vulnerable place before it’s too late,” he pointed out. “I don’t know if I could do what you’re doing.”
“Of course you could,” Selena argued effortlessly.
“Well you do set a really good example,” he winked to which she smiled warmly.
“If I do sign up I’m leaving next week,” she told him, turning the mood more serious.
“You should do it. It’ll be good for you,” he encouraged, and Selena briefly went quiet as she bowed her head.
“I know you’re trying to be strong for me, but you can tell me you’re gonna miss me,” she told him, knowing her comment was slightly unfair.
“Baby,” Justin whined gently. “You know I’ll miss you. I always miss you,” he added as he found a lose strand of dark hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. He swooped it behind her ear affectionately, letting his fingertips linger there for just a moment.
“I guess I just needed to hear that,” she smiled softly as his hand grabbed onto her cheek, bringing her down to his lips.
“I missed your face,” Justin smiled into the phone that was placed steadily in his hands as he concentrated on the screen.
“I wish I could actually see yours,” Selena joked, chuckling warm-heartedly on the other end of the line.
“I told you I’m growing it out,” he laughed at her statement, shaking his growing hair back and forth a few times.
“I should have known by now that you aren’t fooling around when deciding on things like that,” she reminded herself.
“Exactly,” he agreed, sending her a satisfied look. “Enough about my hair, how are you feeling?” he changed the subject, switching his position in the bed he was currently placed on.
“Much much better. Relaxed, happy, confident,” she listed, her voice carefree.
“That’s amazing babe. You’re glowing, even through FaceTime I can tell,” he admired as he stared at her intently through the camera, his glare so intense she felt as though he was right in front of her.
“Thank you. Even with the hairflip you still look very handsome,” she observed sweetly.
“Sounds like something you would have said back in 2010,” he remarked.
“Well, you hanging out with Ryan, Chaz and Fredo is indeed very 2010,” she mentioned. “I like it though. How are the boys doing?”
“They’re great. They’re excited to see you,” he responded.
“I’m excited to see them too!” she exclaimed. “I can’t believe how long it’s been.”
“Well I’m more excited than them,” he stated confidently, the sincerity of his voice letting her know he was being dead serious.
“I think I might be slightly more excited to see you too,” she smirked playfully.
“Slightly?” he gasped as she giggled at his attempt to play along.
“I can’t wait to see you,” she stressed. “But can I please see you alone first?” she pouted softly.
“Of course sweetheart,” he assured. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”
“You really didn’t improve your basket skills in those years, Sel,” Ryan mocked, chuckling softly as Selena missed the hoop yet again. She had joined Justin and his two childhood friends in the backyard of the young singer’s place.
“I would like to see you joining my girls and I at dance rehearsal,” she backfired easily, a proud grin spreading across her lips.
“Oh snap,” Chaz covered his mouth as Justin laughed and shook his head at the playful banter going on.
“I would like to see that too,” Justin chipped in.
“Please go with her next time Ry,” Chaz added as he cracked up at the image forming in his head.
“Right now I’m actually glad my ass will be stuck in Canada,” Ryan laughed as they continued the game.
“Who wants a cold beer?” Justin offered after another few hoops.
“Doesn’t sound bad at all,” Chaz endorsed as Ryan nodded his head in agreement.
“Great. Be right back,” Justin answered as he grabbed Selena’s hand smoothly. He nodded towards to house, motioning her to come with him.
“You alright?” he asked softly and squeezed her hand as they entered the house. She smiled at his thoughtfulness. Ever since they had gotten back together he had really put in an effort to always let her know that he cared about how she was feeling at every moment.
“Yes. Thank you,” she leaned up to plant a sweet kiss against his lips in gratitude.
“It’s not too much with three annoying boys?” he chuckled as they reached the kitchen and Selena placed herself steadily against the counter as Justin opened the fridge and pulled out the beers.
“You guys are not annoying,” she differed. “Plus, I missed hanging out with them,” she added, pointing outside at the two friends who were still caught up in the competition of who could shoot the best hoops.
“Good,” he responded simply. “I like having you here with us.” He placed the beers next to the sink and stepped towards Selena as she reached out for his arm. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer, his built arms instinctively wrapping around her waist. She placed her hands on his shoulders and he pecked her lips twice, his eyes studying her face to search for any sign of weakness.
“Hey, I’m okay. I’m right here,” she breathed, an airy chuckle accompanying her words. He laughed at how well she read his mind and leaned in to place a few more gentle kisses on her full lips.
“You know me too well,” he smiled against her.
“The beers dude,” Ryan called impatiently, appearing in the room.
“Coming,” Justin sighed as Ryan shook his head in return. The blonde singer detached himself from his girlfriend before pecking her small nose.
“They’re gonna start calling me whipped again. Haven’t heard that from them for years now, it’s been kind of nice,” Justin remembered, chuckling casually as he laced his fingers with Selena’s smaller ones.
“Well I’m glad I still have you whipped,” she smiled proudly as they made their way back to the outdoor area.
“Heineken it is,” Justin presented, granting his friends a bottle each.
“Bro, be careful or we’re gonna start calling you whipped again,” Ryan warned, causing Justin and Selena to exchange knowing looks before erupting into a joint laughter.
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