I came home from a long day of work, exhausted. THAT BITCH SAMANTHA GAVE ME EXTRA WORK, ISTG IF SHE DOES THIS ONE MORE TIME IM GONNA SNORT HER DADS ASHES. I walk through the front door, and i see H I M . There he was, mr perfect, he was anything i could imagine, with his white shirt, to his with pants. Such a beautiful sight to behold.
Oops! Bu görüntü içerik kurallarımıza uymuyor. Yayımlamaya devam etmek için görüntüyü kaldırmayı ya da başka bir görüntü yüklemeyi deneyin.
He seems to had noticed my presence, as he had turned around.
''hey shawty, decied to clean this one mess of a house you had'' He said as a smirk found a way to his face.
I found heat making its way to my cheeks as i avoid eye contact.
He soon has his back facing me again. Then an idea pops in my head, I should probably ask for his name.
''Hey, hot seggsy bald man, whats your name?''
''Mr. Clean.'' He says seductively.
T H A T S when, events took a hot turn.
HI YOO ME AND MY FRIEND WERE IN A CALL AND WE WROTE THIS AMAZING MR CLEAN X READER FANFIC, WE'RE NOT GONNA BE SURE ABOUT UPDATES CUZ WE MADE THIS AS A JOKE, SO LET YOUR IMAGINATION RUN WILD :worried:
