Justin Bieber Imagines [interracial/bwwm]

The Penthouse Suite

y/nn = your nickname
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A soft 'thank you' left your lips as your uber driver removed your last bag from his trunk and set it on the sidewalk. He told you how it was no problem and that he felt like it was part of his job before slamming the trunk and getting back into his car. He drove off, leaving you there on the sidewalk in front of your destination. You turned around to look at the tall building where your best friend currently lived in the penthouse suite. It had been so long since you last visited him and he had moved so it was your first time seeing the large highrise. You found yourself standing there and admiring the expensive looking building before hearing your name snapped you out of it.

"Ms.y/l/n?" Your head turned to the doorman who had just spoken to you.

"Yeah?" you responded.

"Mr. Bieber has asked that we escort you upstairs." he spoke. It was only then that you had noticed the other doorman on the opposite side of the gold trimmed glass door.

"Oh! Okay." you said. They both grabbed one of your suitcases, leaving you to carry the purse and carry on that were already in your hands. "Thank you." you told them, earning a nod and a smile from them both. They led you inside of the building and onto the elevator, going to the floor at the very top. Once you were there they rang his doorbell. You thought it was crazy that he even had one right outside his door in a building.

You heard the sound of footsteps getting louder until they stopped altogether. The door opened only a few seconds later and you were met by Justin's smiling face. He opened his arms to you and you practically jumped into them, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as his went around your waist. Your eyes were closed as you just took in the moment. It's been so long that you've seen Justin, let alone touched him or been in his arms.

"I missed you so much." he said into your neck. Either his breath hitting your skin or his words alone sent a shiver down your spine and made your heart tingle, you weren't sure which was the cause.

"I missed you too." you told him.  Shortly after he let you go and turned his attention to the doormen.

"Thanks guys." He reached into his pocket for two one hundred dollar bills, putting one in each of their hands. They thanked him before leaving, closing the door after themselves.

"Um, I brought myself all the way here from across the country. Don't I get a tip?" you told him, holding out your hand. He laughed and shook his head at you as you gave him a genuine smile.

"I'm your tip. We finally get to see each other after, what, six months?" he asked. You sadly shook your head. Unfortunately it has been that long since you and Justin have been face to face without a camera phone involved. It sucks that it's been so long and you hate that you can't see him more often, but between work and other responsibilities you just don't have time to fly out and see him. And clearly he had the same problem or else he'd visit you more often. Either that, or.. it just wasn't that important to him.

"It feels like a year." you told him.

"Yeah, we have to see each other more often, y/nn. I miss not having you around." You smiled brightly at his words and tried your best to hide it just a little bit, but he saw it as soon as it spread across your lips, making him give you one right back. "Come on, I'll show you to your room." He picked up both of your suitcases and began leading you through his home. He explained what each room you passed was and gave you time to look at them as he patiently waited. He led you to a part of his apartment that looked like it was sectioned off before opening the door, revealing a huge room with a bed, couch, furniture and it's own bathroom. He walked midway into the room and dropped the suitcases that he hadn't put down since he picked them up. You couldn't help but to notice that no one else today had managed to carry both of them at once and let your eyes travel over his arms. Even as they were covered by a dark jacket you could tell that he had been working out and it was clearly paying off.