You Love it Really
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metallhuvudWriting Prompt;
enemies to lovers
Bjorn was giggling to himself in the bedroom sprawled out on the bed painting his nails as he often did when wanting to change his nail colour. Today was going to be bright neon pink. The giggling now happening because he could hear Rekker in the bathroom cursing loudly. Glitter. It had to be the glitter. Now, he heard the ginger stomping over towards the bedroom probably about to burst into an angry rant.
"Fuck! This is my worst enemy! You are my worst enemy with all this shit all up my wall! How the fuck do you get a whole can of glitter up the fucking wall, bitch?"
The Swede looked up from painting his nails, blowing Rekker a kiss because he could. He was a spoiled little bitch who often had his way with everything. But, not today as Rekker grabbed the blankets from underneath the singer, yanking them hard so that Bjorn got pulled onto the floor with a soft thunk.
"Ah---you fucking bastard! My nails!---"
Rekker began laughing because he was angry but also couldn't stay angry too long at his trashy bitch. He loved Bjorn with everything he had even when the Swede covered his bathroom from top to toe with fucking glitter. A love hate relationship? Something like that.
"Get up, bitch. You come and clean this shit off my walls. Now."
The ginger Brit picked up Bjorn from the floor with little effort and slung him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The Swede squealed in protest and began hitting the back of Rekker's back, having a tantrum because this was typical Bjorn behaviour. How dare Rekker pull him onto the floor when he was in the middle of doing his nails! So fucking rude!
"You could have ruined my nails, you fucking ginger cockhead!"
Rekker didn't care. He wanted the glitter gone. Now. Shoving the bathroom door open with his foot, he let Bjorn down and pointed to where the glitter was stuck to the tiles of the shower, around the mirror and coated over the taps. Fucking everywhere.
"See? Fucking everywhere. Glitter is my worst enemy. You're my lover and fiancee but you're a fucking pain in the ass too, bitch."
The ginger slapped Bjorn's ass hard and then walked out wanting to grab some coffee and chill. Bjorn could clean the bathroom and he was going to make sure the singer did it. Bjorn offered a finger to his partner but then sighed. It was a shit ton of glitter and Rekker wouldn't be happy until it was cleaned so resigned himself to clean with a wet cloth. He would surely earn a fuck after this hopefully.
enemies to lovers
Bjorn was giggling to himself in the bedroom sprawled out on the bed painting his nails as he often did when wanting to change his nail colour. Today was going to be bright neon pink. The giggling now happening because he could hear Rekker in the bathroom cursing loudly. Glitter. It had to be the glitter. Now, he heard the ginger stomping over towards the bedroom probably about to burst into an angry rant.
"Fuck! This is my worst enemy! You are my worst enemy with all this shit all up my wall! How the fuck do you get a whole can of glitter up the fucking wall, bitch?"
The Swede looked up from painting his nails, blowing Rekker a kiss because he could. He was a spoiled little bitch who often had his way with everything. But, not today as Rekker grabbed the blankets from underneath the singer, yanking them hard so that Bjorn got pulled onto the floor with a soft thunk.
"Ah---you fucking bastard! My nails!---"
Rekker began laughing because he was angry but also couldn't stay angry too long at his trashy bitch. He loved Bjorn with everything he had even when the Swede covered his bathroom from top to toe with fucking glitter. A love hate relationship? Something like that.
"Get up, bitch. You come and clean this shit off my walls. Now."
The ginger Brit picked up Bjorn from the floor with little effort and slung him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The Swede squealed in protest and began hitting the back of Rekker's back, having a tantrum because this was typical Bjorn behaviour. How dare Rekker pull him onto the floor when he was in the middle of doing his nails! So fucking rude!
"You could have ruined my nails, you fucking ginger cockhead!"
Rekker didn't care. He wanted the glitter gone. Now. Shoving the bathroom door open with his foot, he let Bjorn down and pointed to where the glitter was stuck to the tiles of the shower, around the mirror and coated over the taps. Fucking everywhere.
"See? Fucking everywhere. Glitter is my worst enemy. You're my lover and fiancee but you're a fucking pain in the ass too, bitch."
The ginger slapped Bjorn's ass hard and then walked out wanting to grab some coffee and chill. Bjorn could clean the bathroom and he was going to make sure the singer did it. Bjorn offered a finger to his partner but then sighed. It was a shit ton of glitter and Rekker wouldn't be happy until it was cleaned so resigned himself to clean with a wet cloth. He would surely earn a fuck after this hopefully.