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The One and Only • CE

Request #31: Could you write something smut like jealous and possesive Chris? If you don't wanna write Chris which I get maybe Ransom

Giggling into your apartment, you slip your heels off.

You weren't drunk, but you weren't sober either. Just a little tipsy, enough to find everything funny and not feel a single anxious thought.

Chris hears the door open and can finally breathe again. It took him a lot to accept your girls night with your friends.

Only because he just wants you to be with him.

"Byeeee!" You lift the window to the apartment up, Chrissy bought you this place because you loved the window seat surrounded by three large gorgeous windows where you just...existed.

It romantizes every season, the snow falls fluffy as ever when you're just sitting here. Or the fall leaves are beautiful as ever.

Oooh, or when it rains it's the perfect time to just grab a book and curl up.

"Byeeee Y/n!!" The girls poke their heads out of the car. All waving to you, happily. They certainly were way more drunk than you. Except for Daisy who was tonight's DD.

"I thought you said you'd be back early."

The car drives down the street and you quickly turn to see your handsome boyfriend standing there. Those big beefy arms of his crossed over his chest.

He's upset, to be fair you did say you'd come early. But Chrissy almost never lets you go out with the girls. It's hard for him to say yes especially since you met him during one of those nights out.

"Baaaaby." You smile, rising to your feet to go and grovel. Rubbing your hands all over his chest, and upwards around his neck you flip your lips up in a sweet grin.

"It's almost 1am...Y/n." He's not budging, or falling for your sorry act. Even though when it comes to you he does get very weak.

"I know, baby. I know." Your hands squeeze his back, "I'm sorry. Okay? But look!"

Moving away to walk in a straight line, you also touch your nose, "I'm not drunk." Suddenly a hiccup makes its way up your throat, and Chris makes a disappointed face at you.

"Just a little tipsy," you pinch your fingers, another hiccup.

Walking away to the room, where he spent most of the evening in, you quickly chase after him. Chris is the most jealous boyfriend you've ever had.

But you still love him that way. He also happens to be the boyfriend you've been completely head over heels for.

"Baaby, don't be mad!" You pout and cross your arms, trying to keep up with his long strides. Thanks to his long legs.

Chris turns to look at you, there was a white little piece of paper poking out from your dress string right beneath your shoulder.

"What is this?"

"Chris. It's nothing."

"Nothing?" He scoffs and opens the paper up.

Cody ~ Call Me xo

Chris rips up the white little paper, and by the look on his face you see he's fuming with anger and jealousy. "You're mine, Y/n! I want to punch every idiot that looks your way, why don't they get that you're mine and only mine?!"

What doesn't help is that everytime the both of you go out, there are guys that can't stop looking at you as you pass by. Just like some women can't hold their stares when Chris is around.