Angel and I have been trying to decide what colors we were gonna do for the house. we both were fine with the black in the living room. so that wants to be changed. but the main one we are debating on is the nursery. so that's getting left for last.
"okay papi what about Jasper grey?" I asked showing him the swatch
"thats not bad. thought its not my taste" he says
"so use if for a guest room" I say
"alright" he says
"you pick this one" I tell him
he nodded before looking over the swatches.
"how about dark Earth for the kitchen" he asked
"Sure" I say as I continue to browse the swatches
"rock bottom could be for our room since its a type of black mixed with grey" I tell him
he looks the swatch over.
"looks more grey than black but its relaxing," he says
"so yes?" I asked
"yea" he says
some times I felt like I was pulling teeth just to get an actual answer outta him. which he knows drives me crazy in some cases. and this is something we are wanting to do before our baby is born.
I sighed and rubbed my face before shaking my head and I reached for the swatch and put it with the others in my hand.
"pain in the ass huh?" he asked
"your doing it on purpose which is what is ticking me off Angel." I replied
"cause I don't wanna be here doing this shit" he says
"then fucking leave. and don't bitch if I pick something you cant stand. mainly or our daughter's room." I say before I walked off to look for the cans of the colors we've picked thus far.
I could hear him sighing before he comes after me with the buggy.
" I'm sorry." he says
"no you're not Angel." I tell him
He hangs his head while I grab the cans and place them in the buggy before I walked off again leaving him in the aisle as I go back to the swatches and pick the colors that I like.
I picked Purple Gala for our little one and headed back to where angel stayed to grab the paint before I grabbed the buggy and walked off.
Angel was trailing behind me dragging his feet.
"what color did you pick?" he asked
"don't worry about it Angel just go to the clubhouse. I'm done with this" I tell him before I fully walk off from him.
Its bullshit he is having a fit over picking colors for our house and our baby's nursey. I mean he's the one to suggest we change the house up a bit and when we finally get time to get the paint to do just that he wants to fucking complain.
I felt him wrap his arm around me.
"I'm not leaving you to do this. it was my idea and I need to quiet my bitching about doing this. Please forgive me" he says
I looked up at him.
"Why was you giving me issues over something so damn simple?" I asked
"I was getting bored" he says
"you gonna pull this when you paint our baby's room while the guys handle the rest of the house?" I asked
"no." he says
I sighed and rested my head on his chest feeling him rub my back. and kiss my head.
"I am sorry mami. I will stop bitching and nagging" he says
"lets just go home please" I say
He nodded his head and walks beside me as we head up to check out.