The housework; wewe and Justin had moved in together six months zamani and both of wewe are happily in upendo with each other. He had asked wewe to songesha in on a tarehe at the restaurant wewe had your first tarehe together, and wewe couldn’t think of a zaidi romantic way to be asked. Lately though, after Justin got back from tour, he is zaidi and zaidi sloppy. He doesn’t clean after himself when chajio, chakula cha jioni is done, he tosses his clothes around mindlessly and so on. This is getting to wewe because wewe know he has a career to think about and work for but wewe work too, and wewe still have to clean up after him.
One siku you’ve had enough and when you’re sitting on the kitanda with Justin, wewe decide to bring the subject up. “Justin, can we talk?” He mumbles out a response, keeping his eyes on the mpira wa kikapu game they are inaonyesha on TV. wewe sigh deeply, reaching for the remote and turn off the game he was watching. His head snaps towards you, confusion written all over his face. “What the hell? Why did wewe - are wewe okay?” He interrupts himself once he notices your upset expression and creases forms on his forehead.
Biting your bottom lip, wewe shake your head slowly. Justin, looking zaidi confused than ever, motions for wewe to elaborate. “I wanted to talk to wewe about something and wewe completely ignored me.” wewe mumble, crossing your arms across your chest. “I’m sorry. I was watching the game but since wewe turned that off… What’s up?” “See, this is what I mean. wewe wouldn’t have listened to me if I hadn’t turned TV off. I wanted to talk to wewe about your clothes, Justin.” wewe say, much clearer this time seeing as wewe want him to hear your thoughts. wewe want him to listen to wewe and respect your opinions. Justin cocks his eyebrows, barking out a short laugh.
“Uhm, okay. What about them?” “You leave them everywhere. I know wewe have your career and fans, so wewe need to work hard. I understand that but that doesn’t mean wewe can’t pick them up after yourself. I have work, too, Justin but wewe don’t see me throwing them everywhere. I found your jeans in the jikoni the other day. I’m tired when I get nyumbani too and I would really appreciate it if wewe could clean after yourself.” The words gush out of your mouth but you’re relieved when you’re done because wewe needed to get that off of your chest. Justin’s face has now melted to a frown and as he stares at you. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t even realize. I’m gonna start cleaning, I promise. I just don’t wanna fight about this. What about a movie night tonight and I’ll clean the apartment tomorrow?”
One siku you’ve had enough and when you’re sitting on the kitanda with Justin, wewe decide to bring the subject up. “Justin, can we talk?” He mumbles out a response, keeping his eyes on the mpira wa kikapu game they are inaonyesha on TV. wewe sigh deeply, reaching for the remote and turn off the game he was watching. His head snaps towards you, confusion written all over his face. “What the hell? Why did wewe - are wewe okay?” He interrupts himself once he notices your upset expression and creases forms on his forehead.
Biting your bottom lip, wewe shake your head slowly. Justin, looking zaidi confused than ever, motions for wewe to elaborate. “I wanted to talk to wewe about something and wewe completely ignored me.” wewe mumble, crossing your arms across your chest. “I’m sorry. I was watching the game but since wewe turned that off… What’s up?” “See, this is what I mean. wewe wouldn’t have listened to me if I hadn’t turned TV off. I wanted to talk to wewe about your clothes, Justin.” wewe say, much clearer this time seeing as wewe want him to hear your thoughts. wewe want him to listen to wewe and respect your opinions. Justin cocks his eyebrows, barking out a short laugh.
“Uhm, okay. What about them?” “You leave them everywhere. I know wewe have your career and fans, so wewe need to work hard. I understand that but that doesn’t mean wewe can’t pick them up after yourself. I have work, too, Justin but wewe don’t see me throwing them everywhere. I found your jeans in the jikoni the other day. I’m tired when I get nyumbani too and I would really appreciate it if wewe could clean after yourself.” The words gush out of your mouth but you’re relieved when you’re done because wewe needed to get that off of your chest. Justin’s face has now melted to a frown and as he stares at you. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t even realize. I’m gonna start cleaning, I promise. I just don’t wanna fight about this. What about a movie night tonight and I’ll clean the apartment tomorrow?”
