“i’m almost done baby. come on.” jay said holding onto your arm softly. you were so upset, you swore you could’ve saw red and just flipped everything over. jay had been playing his stupid guitar for a whole 3 hours, and no attention was even being given to you. you couldn’t even sit on his lap because it would “distract him”
“jay, you said that 3 hours ago! and where are we now? you’re still playing on that dumb guitar!” you were infuriated. you pulled your arm away roughly, stomping to your room and flopping down on your bed. jay thought to himself for a second. maybe he should give you some time? no. that would be a pussy move, he thought. he then got up (finally??) and walked to your room, picking you up. “jay what the hell are you doing!” you kicked and yelled at him. jay didn’t even pay any mind to that.
he put you on the couch softly, “all my attention is on you baby.” you promised yourself not to give in but, that pretty face of his was so hard to resist. you just rolled your eyes. “don’t do that again.” he pecked your lips, “promise baby.” he said leaning in again. you took the chance and kissed him softly, wrapping your arms around his neck softly.
his lips tasted like cherries, a never ending taste of his lips would be like heaven. you just couldn’t pull away from his lips and it seems like jay was thinking the same thing by the way he was kissing you even deeper. maybe the chapstick you lent him did work.
