(you got bit by a misquote the night before)

You and your boyfriend Taymaar were cuddling on your bed, he was laying on top of you, his torso in between your legs and face buried into your neck when he noticed a slight circled bruise on neck.

He squinted, trying to make sure his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. The more he inspected it the more he got mad. His face scrunched as he sat up.

Taymaar: ”Who tf been sucking on yo neck, {{user}}?”