Justin Bieber Imagines

Lazy Day

I woke up beside Justin who was quietly snoring beside me. His right arm over me and his head on top of my chest. I don't know how we managed to sleep in that position, or for how long we were in that position for. As I took a deep breath, Justin's head raised as my chest raised which made him wake up. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Mm, baby what time is it?" He asked. I looked over at the clock which read 10:25 AM.

"10:25," I yawned.

"I think I'm gonna call Scooter, I'm not ready to let go of you yet," he said, as he grabbed his phone.

"You let go of me just now," I smirked.

"I know, I'm slowly dying," he chuckled. As he dialled Scooter's number and put the phone to his ear, he pulled me close to him, so my head my snuggled up against his chest.

I guess Scooter picked up the phone, because he greeted him with a "Hey! I'm not coming into work today!". I chuckled, but Justin's face fell.

"Scooter, Y/N's really sick, I have to stay home and take care of her," I furrowed my eyebrows and looked up at him. "Do you hear her coughing?"

Justin placed the phone near my mouth and whispered telling me to cough. I did as I was told and Justin smiled. "Some flu going around." I chuckled.

Justin quickly hung up the phone and threw it on the floor. He snuggled up to me.

"Why don't you wanna work, baby?" I asked.

"Because I wanna spend the day in bed with my girlfriend," he responded, pecking my forehead. I grinned and kissed his bare chest.

"I'm gonna take a shower," I yawned.

"No showers. Today is a lazy day. Lazy meaning no getting up, because we're lazy remember?" he smiles cheekily which made me laugh. I rolled my eyes and lay back down with him.

"Want me to make you some pancakes, Jay?" I asked, looking up at him. He kissed my forehead and nodded.

"Maybe you can get up for that," he giggled. I laughed and slowly got up. I adjusted Justin's shirt that I had on, since my panties were showing. Justin grabbed onto the shirt and pulled it back up.  "Mmm, I like it better that way,"

"I'll be right back, papa," I said, as I pecked his lips, but to have him cup my face and give me a deeper kiss.

"I fucking love it when you call me that," he whispered huskily. I straddled his lap, and kissed him again, licking his bottom lip asking for entrance. He happily accepted, and deepened the kiss. His hands travelled down my back and grabbed my ass, making me grind on the bulge that was now forming. A moan slips from his mouth.

"Why don't you just stay here? I want you for breakfast," he growled. I smirked and continued.

*****

"Now, I'm in the mood for those pancakes," he chuckled, as he was out of breath laying right next to me.

"Wanna help me walk down there?" I asked. He turned his head to face me.

"Are you sore, baby?" He smirked.

"It's not my fault you're huge," I laughed. I blushed and covered my face with a pillow. He laughed and wrapped his arm around me.

"I love you baby."

"I love you more,"