*NEW* chapter. This is right after their trip and before New York. Enjoy❤️

Here's a picture of Bunbun with a bunny hat🐰🤗
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Jacob's p.o.v

A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk

My left stroke just went viral....

Art has the aux and right now 'Humble' by Kendrick Lamar blasts through speakers of car. He's one of his favorite artists so he's really enjoying it. While he raps along and nods his head simultaneously to the beat, I swipe through my phone looking at all the pictures and videos we took during our trip with Bunbun sleeping in my lap.

I fix her adorable little hat and caress her fur. Even though she's not tiny, she's still a little baby and I love taking care of her. I've noticed that she loves cuddles, but hopping around is more of her favorite.

She literally follows Art everywhere he goes and even wait at the door when he goes to the bathroom. She's really a papa's girl. I can't wait to get all the stuff she needs to make her play space. I know exactly where I want it to be.

I giggle and show Art too when I see one we took with a beard filter on when we went on a date last night. It's so funny because it also gave us wrinkles and we look like two old men. A collage with all our funny photos for my room doesn't sound too bad either. Yeah, I'm definitely doing that too. I'll ask Art to help me do it.

"Oh" I blush when I click on a picture of us we took in the mirrror. We're both shirtless and Art is standing right behind me kissing my neck. By the look on my face, anyone can tell that we were doing something before these pictures were taken.

As I swipe through the pictures, I receive a message from none other than my best friend so I curiously open it to see what she just send me.

'The red one' I immediately reply when I see that it's photos of dresses she's trying on. The red one fits her perfectly.

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: 😩ikr??? Bestie for a reason

me: it's so pretty and it looks so good on you😍.       What is it for

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: girlll i have so much to tell you. Imu so much. Tell ur boyfriend to bring u back to me nowww. Y'all been fucking since the 10th of july

Me: we're not🤕

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: I stopped calling when yall fucked when we were on the phone.

Me: 😭 we weren't

Dea: plss u were. you gone be crippled by the time yall come back👨🏻‍🦽

Me: omg

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: yesssss

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: im just playing. Have fun

Dea👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏻💞: take that 🍆 and make me auntie. Say hi to ur man. Love u❤️

Me: love u too🥰

Dea: I'll love u more if u surprise me with a sextape🏃🏾‍♀️. I know yall REALLY be fuckin. I didnt forget what yall did in mcdonalds

"Oh my God" I gasp blushing violently when I read that. Why would she say that. I remember when that happened. Art and I weren't even together yet and we were already making porn in fastfood restaurants.

"What happened" I hear Art curiously ask looking over at me when he stops at a redlight.

"Nothing, I'm just texting with Dea" I bite my lip, "she says hi" I tell him.

"I'mma take a wild guess...she's probably on some crazy shit again" he shakes his head making me laugh because he's absolutely right. I still love her though. That's my best friend.

"You wanna go eat something before we go to the house?" he asks playing with my hand and I lean against the window of the car.

"Not really, I'm very tired" I say mid yawn. It didn't take long for us to get to his uncle's vacation house when we left for our trip even though we made so many stops on the way. Now that we're going back home, the road seems so endless and I'm so exhausted.

"Me too, I'm gonna go to bed as soon as we get inside the apartment. I'm exhausted as fuck" Art yawns too and steps on the gas when the light goes green.

It's already getting dark, but that's because we stayed up all night after our date and slept through all the alarms. We weren't really doing anything, just talking, watching television and trying to finish all the snacks. When we woke up this morning, we went to get food, went by the beach for a last time and then we finally left around twelve.

With a sigh, I turn my phone on to text Dea.

Me: we're coming back today. Surpriseeeeeee😇🥳🌈🎊🎉👏🏻🪅🎊🎊

I make sure to add as many emojis as possible to make the news more exciting. When I hit send, I turn my phone back off and lean against  the window looking out at the streetlights quickly going by and before I know it, I doze off.

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"Baby..."

"Hmm?"

I can feel Art stroking my cheek, "wake up, we're here."

I open my eyes to see what's going on. 'We're not driving anymore' I think to myself as I rapidly blink my eyes to come by and when I do, I finally see the familiar buildings and streets.

We're back after our long birthday trip. It's really over..

To be honest it doesn't even feel like we've been gone for four days. They all went by so quick even though we've had less sleep to enjoy our time to the fullest.

"You'll manage right? You want me to carry you?" Art asks helping me out with the seatbelt when I can't get it since Bunbun is still on my lap and I shake my head.

"I'll manage" I tell him. It's obvious that he's more tired than I am because he's the one who's been planning this whole trip and he also made sure that everything was perfect. I know he's not expecting anything in return, but I still want to repay him somehow for making my 18th birthday so memorable.

These past days have been the most fun I've ever had in my entire life. However, it sadly had to come to an end which I'm not really sad about because I genuinely had so much fun with Art and Bunbun.

With that last thought, I take the key to our room, exit the car and we make our way inside. As soon as we get out of the elevator and we tiredly make our way to our door, I quickly open it and we get inside the quiet room.

I immediately put Bunbun down and take off my shoes. Art puts our bags right at the entrance and takes his off too. I wait for him till he's done and quickly pull him to our room while Bunbun follows.

I've never undressed this quickly and I don't even care where I throw the clothes. I just need to get in bed now.

"Baby, you seen my durag?" Art asks looking around while he takes off his shirt.

"The camouflage one?" I wonder looking around too. That's the only one he didn't take with him.

"Any is fine." And I think about where I've seen it last. It's probably in one of the drawers somewhere. I open the drawers one by one and as soon as I move some stuff around, I easily find it.

"Here you go" I show him and he sits down pulling off his belt, " can I tie it for you?"

I've seen him do it at least a hundred times. I think I can manage so I get on the bed to be a bit higher and have a better view of his head and carefully put it on his waves not to mess them up. I bite my lip examining my work when I'm done. Usually when he ties it, the knot ends up at the back of his head. Mine not so much. It's almost on his forehead and I made a bow so it doesn't cover his eyes.

'He's so hot' I think to myself when he pulls his pants causing his body to tense and the veins on his arms become visible.

"And you're sexy, come help me pull my pants off" he says making my eyes widen and he pulls me from the bed to stand in front of him. I thought I said that in my head.

As soon as they come off and I toss them away, he gets a hold of my middle and we fall onto the bed together laughing.

"I still have to turn off the lights though" I whisper as we get comfortable and he shakes his head with his eyes closed throwing the blanket over us.

"It's aight" he sighs.

"But you don't sleep with the lights on" I remind him and smile when he finally lets me go.

I take the opportunity to spread out a blanket for Bunbun to sleep in because I'm too afraid that we might roll over her in bed and I also put one of the pillows for her to be as comfortable as possible. She looks so relaxed when I put her in it and she closes her eyes immediately. I also put the AC on the perfect temperature. I'll die from heat if it's not, Art loves to cuddle in his sleep.

"Baby....come to bed. Why you taking so long" Art literally whines tapping my side and his playfulness makes me giggle. He's so cute when he wants to be.

"Am not. I was just making a bed for Bunbun" I tell him.

"Put her on the bed. She can sleep with us."

"Nooo what if we squash her" I say concerned as I turn off the light and hurry to bed. He doesn't even wait for me to settle in before pulling me close to him and throwing his huge arm over me. I don't protest though, I love being little spoon even though I'm in the wrong position right now. I'm facing him.

I just admire his sleepy face when my eyes adjust to the dark. He's so handsome and his lips fit so perfectly on his face. Scratch that, everything about him is perfect. Every time I examine his face, I wonder how he has such nice eyebrows and how his lashes are so long.

"Art.." I whisper to see if he dozed off and I smile when he hums with his eyes still tightly closed. I've never seen him this exhausted. Without a warning, I lean closer to him to kiss him and he responds as soon as our lips touch. Slowly, sloppily and euphoric just like it feels when he does it to me. I even suck on his tongue a little and kiss him for a good thirty seconds before pulling away and wiping his lips.

"What was that for" he whispers and I shrug.

"No reason" I tell him.

"You want me to lay on my back so you can do whatever you want?" he whispers again making me giggle. I've never seen someone who's always as ready as Art to do whatever.

"No, I just wanted to kiss you, babe. Now, shh and go to sleep" I tell him and turn around to really be little spoon now. Once again, his hold around my middle tightens so I put my arm on top of his. "Goodnight, babe" I whisper to him.

"Goodnight baby" he whispers back and I mentally squeak when I feel a small kiss on my shoulder.

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Almost six hour later and we wake up from our powernap. Right now it's almost midnight, the lights are back on and Art is laying on his stomach scrolling through my phone looking at all the pictures and videos we took that he didn't see yet.

Bunbun is on the end of the bed. She somehow made it into the bed while we were asleep, but thankfully we didn't squash her into a pulp. She'll be sleeping with us from now on until she gets her own bed.

"When did you take this. What the fuck am I doing in the back" he chuckles taking a closer look. He was moving when I took the pictures and now his head looks funny.

"You look like the funny cartoon alien we were watching last night" I giggle when he zooms into it and he laughs too.

"The green one?"

"Yeah."

"I'mma send it to myself later" he says and goes on to the next.

"Hmm, fuckkk..." he groans laying his head on the pillow and I do whatever I just did again which makes him groan again, "yeah, right there."

"Baby, you got magic hands" he murmurs into the pillow and I can't help but feel giddy by the compliment.

I thought it would be a great idea to give him a massage as soon as he woke up and he agreed even though I've never done this before. I just repeat a movement when it gets a good reaction out of him. His back felt so stiff and now that I've massaged every corner of it, he seems and feels more relaxed.

I put a little more oil in my hand and massage the small of his back some more, his shoulder area too, his neck and voilà.

His massage is complete.

I giggle at how he grunts into the pillow when I stop and lay right next to him.

"You're welcome" I take the phone to look at the photos too even though I've seen them a couple of times already. I just love them so much. "Art, will you help me make a collage with all our pictures?" I ask and once again he grunts into the pillow.

"Is that a yes?" I ask poking his side but it doesn't do a single thing to him. A couple of seconds later and he finally decides to lift his head up from the pillow and lay on his side with his hand supporting his head.

"How do you wanna do it."

"I don't know yet. I was thinking of printing all the photos and stick them together in a shape. Maybe a heart" I shrug and show him an example I found on google. "Like this. Or maybe a bunny."

"Yeah, that's cool. We can do it" he says taking the phone back and I stare at him when he smiles, "this is your wallpaper? I don't even look that good here" he lies because he looks good every time.

"It's pretty, I like it" I tell him. He's wearing a blue shirt which is my favorite color and that's rare. Art's main colors are white and black. You can hardly find him in a different color.

"I'mma change it" he says.

"What are you going to put...oh" I watch him with eyebrows up when he removes the blanket to take a picture. I know exactly where this is going, but I still blush when he lowers the phone and clicks on the bottom a couple of times.

"What are you doing" I shake my head trying to take a peak since he seems so excited and he moves away. I can't see? Wow.

"Aight you can look now" he shows me smiling and I gasp when I see his bulge and abs on my screen, "it'll remind you of me every time you see it."

"Oh my god, Art" I immediately try to take the phone but he puts his hand up.

"If you change it, I'mma put my dick this time" he laughs when I gasp even louder and I give him a look.

Not an angry look though, this one is nice. This is the most I've seen him smile and laugh since I got to know him. It's refreshing.

"What's up" he taps his finger on my chin when I stay quiet.

"Nothing" I tell him softly and intertwine our hands, "it's just that you're smiling more. I like that" I tell him truthfully.

"I smile all the time though."

"Lies, most of the time you're like this" I imitate his serious look by frowning deeply and he laughs again, "see? You never did that."

"You trynna say that I looked emotionless?"

"Yup" I nod popping the p and he stares at me for a while before putting his hand around my neck loosely.

"You got me geeked, that's why" he says letting me go and before I can respond, he gestures for me to come closer, "come here."

When I straddle him, he doesn't do anything sexually. He just strokes my sides and asks, "did you have fun these past days?"

I nod immediately.

"Forreal?"

"Forreal" I repeat the same thing, "it was the best time of my life. I loved it so much. Why do you think I want to create a collage. I want to remember this forever" I say softly putting my arms around his neck, "did you have fun?"

"I did" he nods and I look at him curiously thinking if I should ask this or not, but I do anyways.

"W-was I...good enough? Did you l-like it? Y-you know when we uhm.. did it because you weren't used to-...I don't h-have what girls have a-and it's m-more work to.....y-you know."

I enjoyed every part of it, but did he...

"Ouch" I yelp when he suddenly flicks me on my forehead.

"Why would you think that" he asks seriously, " I loved it. Naah, seriously. It was new for me but I loved it. Both times."

I take a much needed breath I never thought I was holding and quickly nod feeling so delighted that he said that. I had the thought in the back of my mind ever since we did it.

"You loved it" I repeat happily, "o-okay."

"I did" he states, "I could go in detail and tell you what it was that I loved exactly" he smirks making me curious.

"Which is....?" I drag questionably.

"You were tight as fu-."

"N-no thanks, no details" I blush closing his mouth.

"Okay I'mma be serious" he removes my hand, "let me tell you something I can't stop thinking about whenever I look at you" he says and I squint my eyes at him while I hesitantly lean over.

"What.."

"The way you say my name when I'm in it" he whispers making goosebumps break all over my skin at once and I gasp.

"You better start preparing for the next time cause now I know how far you can go."

'He's going to be the death of me' I think to myself as I shyly sit back looking at everything but him because the last time he told me something similar to this, he truly kept his promise.

I'm so glad that he liked...no, loved it though. It makes me feel so good inside so I excitedly hug him, but I just have to pull back when I hear a stomach growl extremely loud.

"Was that....?" I say and we both look down at his stomach when it growls again.

"I'm starving" he sighs, "what time is it, we can order something" and I slowly get up with an idea.

"It's probably midnight by now. I...can make dinner" I let him know while I take one of his shirts from the wardrobe to wear. Do you know how long I've been wanting to do this? I've cooked for him once, but I don't think he actually got to eat it since his dad suddenly came home that day and the whole mood changed.

"What are you gonna make."

"You'll see" I say making my way to the door and he gets up too. This is my chance to show him the skills I obtained after my disastrous spaghetti which he doesn't have to know about...ever.

I started listening to what Dea told me about cooking since then and I paid attention when she learned me a view things. I also did my own research about seasoning and tried different stuff out so now I'll cook for Art.

'What can I make' I wonder as I search through the fridge. Quinn stayed here while we were gone so judging by the ingredients that are currently in the fridge, I know exactly what it's going to be. It's easy. I'll be done it about 40 minutes.

I take chicken breasts, union, veggies, eggs, soy sauce, oil, butter and everything else that needs to go in it. Lastly, I get the rice and get to making fried rice.

Ten minutes in and it's not as easy as I thought it would be, but I'm trying my best. I might have used my phone to see if I gathered the right stuff and I also might have cried cutting the unions.

As for Art...

'Hmph' I huff looking at him so focused on the videogame he's playing as if he didn't want to taste everything just now. He almost ate the raw chicken when I was cutting it in small pieces. I had to restrict him from the kitchen until further notice just for that. I need his honest opinion on my cooking so therefore he's not allowed to taste anything until I'm completely done.

When he notices me looking, he removes the headphone and tilt his head, "did you say something, baby?"

I shake my head, "no" and continue with what I was doing.

I've read that fried rice usually takes 30 minutes to finish, but since I decided to add shrimp on the side too, it took a little longer for me. The outcome is pretty though, I'm proud. I've tasted it as well and it's decent for someone who only used salt to make spaghetti. Now my dishes are filled with flavors.