Love Yourself (JB+AG)

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Ariana

Wednesday, 2:03 pm

"Justin, stop!" I squeal.

We were laying on the couch, and Justin kept trying to reach his hand under the shirt, his shirt, that I was wearing.

"Why?"

"Because. I said so." I giggle, burying my head in his neck.

"It's your fault for only wearing a shirt and a fucking thong."

"You're only wearing shorts." I shrug.

"And? I'm a male. It doesn't matter."

"So just because I'm a female I have I wear clothes?"

"Yes. You have more stuff to cover up. Not that you're even doing that." He says.

"Shut up. I hate you." I laugh.

"You were most definitely not saying that 30 minutes ago when I made you come 3 times."

I feel my cheeks burn and I look up at him.

"I'm going to take a shower." I say.

I stand up and start to walk away but Justin pulls me back down.

"After you give me a kiss." He whispers.

I turn around and plant a kiss on his lips.

"Thank you." I stand up again and walk upstairs to take a shower.

2:43 pm

"Ariana, we're going clubbing!" Justin yells.

"What?" I say.

He walks in, rolling his eyes at me laying on the bed in a bra and panties.

"What? I didn't feel like getting dressed."

"Anyways, we're going clubbing tonight, like I said."

"Me likey." I smile.

"You might wanna start getting ready now. We all know how long it takes you."

"Fuck you."

"Happily." He smiles, walking into the bathroom.

A few seconds later, I hear the shower turn on.

"Stop copying me!" I yell.

"I'm not." He replies.

"Yes you are. I took a shower first."

"But I was born first, so I think I took a shower first."

"You always have to be so literal." I say.

I put my phone down and turn the TV on. I fall asleep watching 13 Reasons Why.

Justin

When I walk out of the bathroom, I see Ariana asleep on the bed, her phone on the floor and the TV on the homescreen of Netflix.

I walk into my closet and pick a plain white T-shirt and all black jeans with an all black hoodie.

"What are you in a gang now?" Ariana asks and I flinch.

"What the hell are you doing? You scared the shit out of me."

"I'm sorry." She laughs.

"Yeah, well hello sleepy head."

"Don't judge. I was tired, after what you did to me."

"I'm known for doing that."

"By who?" Ariana raises an eyebrow and I laugh.

"Only you, of course."

"Mhmm." She picks her phone up from the floor and starts typing.

"What are you doing?"

"Minding my own goddamn business."

"Well excuse the hell out of me." She looks up at me, bursting into a fit of giggles.

"What's so funny?" I ask.

"What you just said. It was hilarious."

I roll my eyes, watching her roll around on the bed, laughing.

"You have fun. I'm going to eat." I say.

She immediately gets off the bed and follows me downstairs.

"So, when do you plan on putting some clothes on?" I ask.

"When I feel like it."

"Okay. Whatever works for you."