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sierra's head rests on jacks chest, one arm slung across his middle. she's curled up in his side and jack has his arm wrapped securely around her.

she shifts against him, curling up closer to him, and jack looks away from his phone to look down at her. "hmm?"

"what?" she asks, looking up at him. jack slides his hand down her hip to her thigh and gently strokes back and forth. sierra cranes her neck up and jack leans down and kisses her. after she told him the truth on valentine's day, jack was still a little bothered, and the topic of cole came up the next day. since she's working on her attitude towards jack, sierra laid it all out for him, and since then it's been smooth sailing. never would either of them have guessed that a lack of honesty would potentially be their downfall—lack of trust, maybe. miscommunication, even. but not other people.

the two of them pull apart and sierra sinks further down on his torso, practically lying on his lap with her head resting on his lower abdomen. jack goes back to scrolling through his phone with one hand while the other rubs on his hip.

jacks phone rings and sierra looks up at him as he answers. "what's up, ray?" jack says, a smile on his face. sierra goes back to paying attention to the tv at the mention of raymond—one of jacks rap friends. "aight... okay... yeah, i'm down tonight. bet, i'll see you later. bye, man." the conversation is short, and jack is giddy as he hangs up.

"who was that?" she asks.

"babyface ray. our song is done," he says. at that, sierra sits up and raises her eyebrows at him.

"can i hear it?" she asks, resting her head on his shoulder. she hasn't been able to not touch jacks tonight; he slept over at her apartment last night and woke up clingy. they've been lounging around her place all day, like this.

jack nods and goes to his text messages with raymond to pull up the official file. he clicks on it and skips to the chorus right before his verse because he knows sierra doesn't care to hear the full song if it's a remix.

sierra's face is neutral as she listens to the first bars of his verse. she smirks at the scammer remarks, but it slowly morphs into an oh really? look as she listens to him rap about naked fans. it's not like jack hasn't said anything similar to this before, but that doesn't mean she has to be okay with it, whether it's the truth or not.

"she got a good heart, but she just a little petty," jack raps on the phone. sierra scoffs and hits him lightly on the chest and he only smiles at her because they both know it's true—shall we bring up valentine's day again?

stopping the song once it's over, jack looks at her with an expectant look. "it was aight," sierra says nonchalantly, examining her bare nails. jack sucks his teeth and shakes his head.

"don't hate the player, hate the game," he says, tapping her leg.

scoffing, sierra rolls her eyes. "fuck you both. but it was good," she says honestly, kissing his cheek. jack wraps his arm around her waist and turns his head to place a chaste kiss on her lips.

"we're going out tonight, by the way," he says. raymond told him that he was going to be in atlanta tonight and invited him out to the strip club, and then asked him to shoot the music video for the paperwork party remix the next day.

sierra groans and drops her head onto his shoulder. "i thought we were staying in this weekend?" she whines.

"babe, come on," jack says. sierra shakes her head, burying her face in his neck. "fine. i'll just have fun at the strip club alone." he says, sighing dramatically. sierra shrugs, but they both know that she's going now that he mentioned the strip club. she doesn't even care if he goes to the strip club without her—she's gone plenty of times without him present—but she'd rather go with him too.

"fine. let me call dej and jas," she says, getting up off the couch and going into the bedroom to get her phone off of the charger. she texts her two friends about the plans for tonight.

MAIN BITCHES:sierra, jas, deja

sierra: strip club tonight

sierra: 10pm

deja: PURRR

jas: which club

"jack! what club is it?"sierra yells from the bedroom.

"OASIS!" jack shouts back at her.

sierra: oasis 👅

deja: omg my favorite bitches

jasmine: they got the best wings i fear

sierra: and do

deja: what we wearing?

sierra: hold on cuz i dont even got my hair done yet

jasmine: !!!!

deja: 🙄 fine txt me before 7:30 sierra "liked" this message

sierra puts her phone back on the charger and walks back out to the living area. jack is moved from the couch and is rummaging through her refrigerator instead. "you don't have shit to eat, girl," he says, shaking his head.

"i spend all my time at your house," she says, walking into the kitchen and leaning against the counter behind the fridge. jacks pulls his head out of the fridge and produces a single cup of yogurt. he checks the expiration date before pulling off the lid and sierra rolls her eyes. "don't even play me like that."

"you can never be too sure," he says, grabbing a spoon out of the drawer like it's his own kitchen. it's still amazing to sierra how they settled back into a routine after so many months apart. technically, she never recovered from their initial breakup and compartmentalized her feelings to mask her emotions. she did grow and relearn herself, but she never fully got over him.

"imma start getting ready, so if you order food just get me something," she says. jack nods through a spoonful of yogurt and she holds her hand out for dap. they shake each other up and she exits the kitchen to go back in her bedroom.

sierra sets up her playlist before undressing and hopping in the shower. she washes her hair and then her body, mumbling the lyrics to the songs as she goes.

twenty minutes later, she gets out of the shower and dries off. she hears jack opening a paper bag, and she quickly wraps her hair with a towel and puts on her robe. sierra slips on her house shoes and goes out into the living room to see jack taking food out of a bag. "what'd you get?" she asks, sidling up next to him and looking inside the bag.

"pasta," he says, dishing his food onto a plate. sierra pulls out her dinner and opens it, letting out an excited gasp when she sees he got her lobster & shrimp alfredo. sierra immediately digs in, taking a big bite and sighing in content. jack lets out a light laugh at her reaction and takes his plate to the dining room.

sierra takes her food and follows him to the table, sitting next to him. she leans across and puts her fork in his food, twirling noodles onto it. "bro," he says through a mouthful of food, stopping his chewing to give her a deadpan stare.

"stop," she says, waving him off and taking a bite. he shakes his head and her and moves his plate. "oh, that's good." sierra says.

"i know," jack says, twisting away from sierra to shield his food. she whines and tugs at his shoulder, trying to pull him back. "chill!" he says.

"ugh. you're so annoying," she says, taking a bite of her own food. she grabs jacks wrist to check the time—he tries to jerk away until he realizes what she's looking for—and sighs, putting the plastic lid back on her food. "what should i wear tonight?" she asks him as she puts her food away in the fridge.

"how are you doing your hair?" he asks. sierra comes back into the dining room and stands behind his chair, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and leaning down to kiss his cheek.

"i don't know," she says. she's glad jack knows her well enough to know that her hair determines everything. and if her doesn't look right, she simply won't go.

jack turns his head towards her and kisses her lips gently, reaching his hand back to gently squeeze her; a simple gesture that means a lot.

sierra pulls back from him and opens her mouth as he gets another forkful of food. jack rolls his eyes but puts the fork to her mouth and feeds her. "thank you," sierra says, kissing him quickly before retreating back into her room to get ready for a night full of fun.

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okay there will be a chapter two lol i previewed it and it was like 17 pages and i wasnt even done soooooooo yeah 🙂

happy thanksgiving btw!!! enjoy the cute filler