"STOP FUCKING TAKING MY SHIRT OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT DYL!!!" (Y/n) screamed. She stormed after Dylan only in a (f/c) lace braw and thong, her (h/l) (h/c) in a ponytail. Since (y/n) was only 5'0 and Dylan was 6'3, Dylan lifted your shirt in the air above his head, making you frown. "Fine ass hat, be that way, no blow job for you tonight," she states harshly, making Dylan frown. He put your shirt down and hugged you and apologized. You smirked in victory and kissed his cheek. "Love you baby, and you wouldn't have gotten a bj anyway, cause tonight I have a little surprise, no it's not sex or any kinky shit," (y/n) stated as she walked away. Dylan frowned and rapped his arms around your waist. "Dylan, I'm pregnant with your little weed-ling(see what I did there, Dylan smokes weed n shit if you had not known) and it's a boy." Dylan smiled and pulled out a blunt,"Shall we celebrate?"

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