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" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 (𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐙 𝐁𝐓𝐖) "

A week after Papi woke up, he was allowed to come home from the hospital. He decided that he would stay in your guest room for a bit in hopes that spending enough time with everyone would somehow jog his memory. You guys didn't mind at all.

In regards to his welcome home party, aka the block party, it didn't take long to plan. In fact, it was coming up this week. Because of this, you happened to have some spare time. So, you and Papi decided that you would spend some time going through a bunch of pictures you guys printed out and split into two photo albums. Connie was supposed to be there with you guys but he was running late, for whatever reason. Two hours late to be specific.

"Wait why were we in a limo ?" Papi held a picture up for you to see. When you looked at it, you saw that it was a picture from the day of the boy's concert. The both of you were posing with the champagne glasses in your hands. His arm was draped around your shoulder and with your free hands, the both of you were throwing up peace signs.

"That day we were going to the boy's concert. They had us in VIP and shit," you respond, smiling as you remembered the day that ultimately changed you and Connie's relationship.

"Damn I looked good. You did my hair ?"

You let out a quick 'mhm' before pulling out a picture of Papi dancing on the beach with a black girl that had a ginger afro. "Do you remember this day ?" you ask. He shook his head no as he took a quick glance at the picture in your hand. "This is the day after the concert. We went to the beach-"

"Wait do I have that girl's number ?" Papi asked, cutting you off.

You laughed. "I'm not sure. Maybe."

He sucked his teeth. "She looked good." He put heavy emphasis on the good, which caused you to laugh.

You both continued to look through a few pictures and he continued to ask different questions about each one he found. While you were going through some of them, you happened to find a group picture from the family reunion, that Derrick must've gave you before you all left. "What's that one ?" Papi questioned, seeing how long you were examining it.

You didn't want to show him the picture in fear that it would trigger any memories that could hurt him. Specifically his argument with Sasha. You didn't think he was ready for it.

You quickly picked up a random one and showed it to him. "When was this ?" he asked.

You didn't even see the picture you handed to him. As you were about to panic, he turned it to show to you. "Oh that's when you made that sandcastle for the sand crabs, Armin caught to go in. You called it 'Casa De La Papi'."

Papi let out a small laugh before looking down at the picture again and putting it to the side. When he stopped laughing, he turned to you with a little more serious expression. "So (y/n)."

"Hm ?" you answered, keeping your eyes on the different pictures.

"If you don't mind. Do you think that you could tell me what happened that night ?"

You gulped at his question but played dumb. "Like from one of the pictures ?"

"No. The night of my accident."

Okay maybe he was ready. Just as you were about to reluctantly answer his question, there was a knock on the door. You breathed a sigh of relief and popped out of your chair to answer it. "Hold that thought, kay ?"

You turned the door knob and looked at your late visitor. Connie was there, standing in the doorway. His eyes were stuck on his phone and he looked a little more irritated than usual. "Hello ?" you say, trying to get his attention.

"Oh hey, mama." He quickly slid his phone into his pocket to wrap one arm around your waist, pulling you into a hug.

After he fully got into the house, Connie didn't hesitate to plop himself next to Papi and start looking through pictures with him. Papi looked as if he completely forgot about the question he asked once him and Connie got to talking. Connie told him the same stories from tour until Papi asked him a very familiar question. "So how were the girls on tour ?"

You pretended not to hear the question and walked into the kitchen to grab a snack. "I met a few but-"

Instantly, you cut him off by throwing one of Sasha's muffins full speed at his head. You watched as it bounced off. "I didn't even finish !?" Connie looked back at you. You didn't say anything, instead you flipped him off before turning around to look for some fruit snacks in the cabinet. "Anyways, the girl I wanted was back home, so they really didn't matter."

Papi heard his answer but was too caught in laughing to respond. "That reminds me of this one time this dude was fighting with his ex and her friends and she ended up throwing her sandal precisely at his head."

Your head whipped around as you heard Papi basically describe an event that happened the day the boys came back from their first tour. "What happened after that ?" you asked him.

"What ? To the sandal ? I dunno, I don't think she got it back," he answered going back to looking at the pictures.

You sucked your teeth. "No like do you remember you doing anything ?"

Papi slowly shook his head. "No was I apart of that ?"

You shrugged. "Only a little. But that girl who threw the sandal was me."

"Oh," he paused. "Did you ever get the sandal back ?"

"Nah. I was too mad to remember to get it."

You, Connie, and Papi continued to go through different pictures until Papi got a call on his phone. He looked down at who was calling before getting up from his spot on the floor. As he went to go answer, you waited for a bit before flicking Connie in the head. "Ow ! What was that for ?"

"Because I felt like it," you answered in a jokingly monotone voice.

"Oh is someone jealous ?" he asked teasing you.

You shot him a death glare before getting up from the couch. As you started to walk up the stairs, Papi came out of the guest room. "Hey (y/n) my tia wants to take me to some park for a little so I'll be back later, cool ?"

You nodded. "Yeah that's fine. Text me if you need anything," you quickly answered before walking up the stairs.

As you walked, Papi looked at you before looking at Connie. Then, he looked back up at the staircase you were just on and looked back at Connie one more time. "Damn you messed up my boy ?" Papi said pointing up the stairs.

Connie hung his head before murmuring a soft "yes".

"Damn bro," he sat in silence before adding anything else. "Be easy though."

And with that, Connie was now sitting alone in your living room. You, on the other hand were saying little low curses under your breath while flipping through some old movies to watch. Just as you clicked on ATL, you heard a little knock on the door. "Uh. Hey (y/n) I think you might've accidentally locked your door ? Just a silly mistake but you think you could come answer it ?"

"Ask a groupie to make a key for you or something." The comeback made absolutely no sense but it's what came to your mind first.

"First of all I would never get with smeone who makes keys," he replied sarcastically, laying his back on the door.

He couldn't see it, but your mouth formed a straight line. "Connie get away from my damn door."

"Babymomma, PUH-LEASE ! I was just joking."

"Wasn't shit funny," you responded.

"You didn't laugh at least a little ?"

You chose to not answer and instead, turn the movie all the way up. That way, T.I.'s voice was the only one Connie could hear from the other side of the door.

For about thirty minutes after this, you could hear Connie continue to knock and say random things. There was one point where he started singing different TikTok dances and at that point was when you could hear him shuffling and moving around outside. You laughed quietly but continued to watch the movie. A little later into it, you noticed that Connie was completely silent. This was suspicious since.. I mean come on.. it's Connie. You turned the tv's volume down and tip toed over to the door. You slowly creaked it open and looked down at your boyfriend who fell asleep with his back against the wall, facing your bedroom door.

Before dealing with him, you went to go see if your other roomates were there. Turns out they were both downstairs. "Oh hey (y/n) quick question. Is there any particular reason why a man with a buzzcut is passed out in our hallway ?" Mikasa looked up from her phone.

"Oh yeah I was gonna ask the same thing but I didn't know how. He scared the shit out of me," Sasha added.

"He was being annoying so I let him sit there for a bit."

The two girls nodded before asking if you were up to grab something to eat. Of course you were. The three of you drove to a random BBQ spot nearby. You guys ended up eating there but out of the grace of your heart, you bought something home for Connie since he was probably still knocked out.

When you guys got back home, you crept back up to your room. You looked at the spot Connie was in before you left but for some reason he wasn't there. Figuring that he went home, you walked into your room with the to go platter. You were startled when you saw someone laying on your bed. You quickly switched on the lights to see, once again, your boyfriend knocked out.

You grabbed a pillow from the top of it and hit him with it, causing for him to wake up. "Damn (y/n) you want to give me a concussion ?"

"Maybe it will fix the loose screws," you mumbled before putting the to go plate on your desk. "I bought something back for you to eat."

"I knew you still loved me. But I want you to know that if I hurt your feelings, it was an accident and I would never do something like that on purpose," he replied, giving you a small kiss before getting up to sit at your desk and eat. While he was eating, you resumed ATL. When he was done eating, after many failed attempts of trying to, he laid down on top of you, his arms wrapped around your waist, stopping you from pushing him off for maybe the tenth time.

Eventually, you were once again infatuated by his touch. However, you got a little uncomfortable. You told him this, and he was fully willing to switch, especially since he liked you on top of him just as much as he liked you under him.

He chose to sit with his back against the backboard, so that you could straddle him, leaning your head down on his chest. His arms were wrapped around you and his hands were trailing up your back until they got lower and lower. Somehow someway, his hands always ended up on your ass. And you couldn't lie it did turn you on a little. Maybe it was the white sage cologne that he was wearing that added to it. You expressed this by running your hands along the two chains that decorated his neck.

Other than that, there was no real way to lead up to you two doing.. you know. You were so used to him leading. You cleared your throat. "So um. We haven't had sex in like two weeks."

"That's correct."

"Yup." Okay didn't go the way you wanted it to. Like at all. As a matter of fact that was probably the most awkward interaction the two of you have ver had. Connie started to laugh a little. "What's funny ?" you asked.

"Did you want to ask me something ?" You stayed silent. "Because if you wanted something, you gotta use your words mama." Connie used his hands to guide your face to look up at him, squeezing your cheeks a little.

Whenever he talked like this, you began to shut down. For some reason though, you couldn't take yourself serious enough to initiate it. You stayed silent. "Alright guess not." Knowing what he was doing, Connie roamed his fingers to graze along your crotch through your pants. It drove you crazy, as he kept going to the point where you laid your head on his shoulders, while letting out soft whimpers. Just as it was about to go a step further, Connie got a phone call. You sucked your teeth and let out a deep groan.

You rolled off of him and allowed him to sit on the end of the bed to take the call. You could tell by the way his voice got a more professional tone that it had to be something work related. As usual. You loved it when Connie did what he did. You loved when you saw how passionate he was but it also felt as though you were sharing your boyfriend with his job. And this was expected. Of course he was going to be busy but still even on the off chances you would be able to spend one on one time with him, there was always some sort of business call being made. Like now.

After maybe fifteen minutes, you felt yourself starting to get bored and you could also hear how frustrated he began to get. So, as a form of payback and in attempt to relieve some of his growing stress, you made your way behind him and planted small kisses onto his neck. You licked and nibbled areas on there that you knew would make him go crazy. "Yeah, Zeke it sounds good...I'll let you know what she thinks soon. Thank you again, bye."

She ? You pulled off from Connie and sat on your bed, waiting for him to tell you about this 'she' he spoke of. "So where were we ?" he asked, inching closer to you causing you to lean back onto the bed. Before he got any closer to you, you held your hand out to him. "Um what was that about ?"

-hey guys im back from the mini hiatus aka yall "punishment" LMFAOO. i'll keep it brief as to why i took that break. i was getting rlly unmotivated & a tad bit annoyed about comments that certain ppl leave. thats really it but idc anymore LMFAO im back or whatever

-alsoo the NEW connie fanfic will be dropping tomorrow . its inspired by the movie ATL and the song Juke Jam by Chance The Rapper. so i betta see ALL YALL OVER DERE. that one is gonna go as crazy as this one lolll im excited to show yall what i got planned for that one <3