𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐙 // 𝐂.𝐒.

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hii, im sorry for the wait bb's 💗. you guys r so patient w me & i appreciate it sm. BUT WE BACK !! TYSM FOR 100k+ READS 💞💞.

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third person pov;
𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.

"you look good today" connie complimented as he checked out his girlfriend. she was dressed in a gray skims two piece & matching ugg tasman slippers. her ankle adorned with a gold c anklet he bought her and her wrist lined with bracelets. y/n smiled at her boyfriend as the couple walked into y/n's apartment, just coming back from picking her up from classes. "thank you baby"

they took off their shoes and walked into y/n's room. y/n let out a soft sigh before putting her tote bag on her desk and grabbing her easel. she hadn't felt very inspired lately to paint anything but today she felt a burst of motivation. con emptied his pockets before sitting down on her bed. he watched her take out all her art supplies, admiring how beautiful she looked.

y/n put on her smock, dipped her paintbrush into a glass of water and began mixing her colors. the bedroom was silent besides the music playing from y/n's tv. con was busying himself by rolling a blunt for the two of them, pulling out y/n's lilac rolling tray out from her beside table.

'snooze' by sza was currently playing and y/n hummed the lyrics while she sketched her painting. she ended up sketching the outline of a woman's silhouette, the woman sporting an afro in front of a red background.

con sealed the blunt closed and grabbed a lighter, lighting the blunt and taking a hit. 'spin bout you' by drake was now playing and the couple was taking turns singing each line. connie and y/n felt that this song was their theme song, never getting tired of listening to it because it defined their relationship to a T.

"you want a boutique or you wanna sell hair? jus lemme know what you into"

"if you out in public and he want your number, just tell him 'my nigga'll spin you"

the two sang the chorus together as con passed her the blunt and she continued painting. a couple more songs continued playing and y/n started finishing up the picture. the vision in her head looking just like the painting on the canvas which made her heart happy. she added her finishing touches, painting her finisher on top, then showed it to connie with a huge smile on her face.

"you like it?" she asked and connie snickered. "of course, i love everything you make" he pulled out his phone and took a picture of y/n holding her masterpiece. "im saving that to show our kids how talented their mom is"

y/n felt her cheeks get hot, "stop it connie" she stood up from her stool and walked into her living room, laying the art piece onto the floor on a towel she has placed on the floor for all of her artwork. when she walked back into her room, she stripped herself of her smock, put away her supplies and climbed into bed.