Running your hand up and down Justin's arm, you kissed down his neck. You felt him stiffen, and then relax.
"Not now, [Y/N]." He huffed, aggressively shoving you off and going back to his laptop.
Looking at his face, you saw the deep frown on his face as he concentrated on whatever he was doing. He tapped lightly on the side of the laptop.
"Come on, Justin." You chuckled, not taking him seriously. "Let's go do something." You whined and childishly pulled on the arm of his t shirt, wanting him to at least look at you.
He huffed, slamming the laptop shut causing you to grin. "Can you not leave me alone for one day? Jesus, you can see I'm busy." He glared at you before standing up and heading out of the room, leaving you sat on the couch, deflated.
You were confused more than anything else, Justin was always quick to show you affection. You sighed deeply, turning the TV on.
It took around an hour before I heard movement upstairs, and eventually, I heard footsteps slowly coming down the stairs followed with a deep sigh.
"Babe?" Justin croaked, coming into the living room.
"Hmm?" You absentmindedly responded, concentrating on the TV.
"I-I'm sorry." He plopped down on the couch next to you and staring up at you like a lost puppy.
"You probably should be." You spoke casually, still not looking at him.
"I didn't mean to push you away, and I don't ever want you to leave me alone. I want you to be with me all the time." He grabbed a hold of your hand in both of his, kissing it.
You sighed. "I just wanna know why you were acting like that, you're never like that with me." You finally looked at him and you noticed he'd either been crying or rubbing his eyes a lot.
"I'm just stressed, I know it's no excuse to treat you like I did but I just have so much weight on my shoulders and I have so much to get done and I wasn't thinking properly. I'm so so sorry." He pleaded, causing your heart to ache at how lost he sounded.
You sighed deeply. "Justin, you know I'm always here for you. I understand how hard this life is." You caressed his face in your hand, looking at him.
"I don't know what I'd do without you, baby." He pressed his lips onto yours.
"How about we go get something to eat?"
You asked once you pulled away.
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"Justin! [Y/N]! What are you doing? [Y/N] is it true you're pregnant? Justin! Is it true you hit [Y/N]?"
Walking around as you ate your ice cream, you heard the shouts of the paparazzi a few feet away from you both.
"Justin ignore them, J." You whispered, seeing his jaw clench tightly.
"I just want to enjoy some time with my girlfriend, why can't I do that?" He asked, sounding pained.
"Justin, this is our life, we've just gotta deal with it. So we don't have as much privacy, at least we have each other." You grinned up at him as he smiled down at you.
"Let's give them a show then, babe." He grabbed your face and crashed his lips onto yours, smirking into the kiss as he saw flashes all around you. He moved his hands down to your ass and squeezed it, laughing into the kiss as the paparazzi reacted.
