You feel angry, really angry, but it isn't rare for you and your boyfriend to argue. The arguments are loud, full of anger but it was never violent. It happens almost every night, in your tiny old apartment. You and Mickey didn't care though, an apartment is an apartment."All i asked for was one goddamn thing, and you can't even do that. Always sitting around smoking your fuckin' cigarettes while i work my ass off, it's like i work two jobs at once." you yell while putting some stuffs away.
"And you're always opening your mouth, you're always complaining every day on this fucking thing. Taking care of an apartment isn't difficult, this place is fucking small." he yells back.
"Wow, you think it isn't difficult? It's not, but what is is that you have to do this every fuckin' single day. Mickey, get your ass up and do it, i dare you. Then you'll know how it is." you throw the yellow transparent cup in the sink.
"You're already taking care of it anyways." that was it, you grab his clothes that was on the floor and start to threw it at him. "What the fuck?" he yells.
"Here do it, go do your fuckin' laundry you piece of ass. Your clothes stinks by the way." you are beyond exhausted of being the only one working your ass off.
"Shut the fuck up. Can you do that? Oh wait, you don't. You always keep your mouth open." he threw his arms up and sits one the couch with his cigarette in between his fingers.
"I thought you loved it like that." then a knock interrupts, you go to open it and see two cops. "Did you call the cops?" you yell to your boyfriend.
"Why would i fucking call the cops on you, even if you're crazy i wouldn't. Did YOU call the cops?" you go towards him with anger in your veins.
"You think im crazy? I'll show you what crazy is." he goes closer but before you could do anything the two cops were holding the both of you telling you to calm down while you and Mickey were yelling at each other.
The cops takes you and your boyfriend outside, you guys were moving trying to break free from their grasps. "Fuck you, Y/n." Mickey yells.
"You already did that, Mickey." you see him laughing so you laugh too.
"That's my girl, everyone." the both of you move until you guys broke free, you run towards each other and you jump on him and wrap your arms and legs around him and start making out.
You eat your faces off with the red and blue lights on. "I fucking love you, you know that?" he then says.
"Impossible, i love you more." you kiss him again then he takes you into your shared apartment leaving the cops outside confused.
A/n: I've never watched Monday.. so i get it if this kinda sucks ass. Btw i didn't write for a while cuz i had exams.

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Sebastian Stan + characters imagines
FanfictionJust imagines of the serial killer who kills women himself, Sebastian Stan. !! I don't always update but it doesn't mean that I don't at all because I do !!