y2k street dancer!Eddie with his sweaty curls in a low bun, white tank, joggers and DC’s, walking in to watch you dance by yourself in the studio after practice.
he can’t help but to stand with his arms crossed at the door frame, watching how your body moves, your footwork.. how your hips roll..
he sneaks up with his hands on your waist, watching yourselves in the mirrors
Smack That by Akon is now playing, the chorus “smack that all on the floor, smack that give me some more”—
it gives you the motivation to turn yourselves the side and ~bump and grind~ on each other, watchin one another’s sweaty and hot bodies
"She's got those knee high eyes that make you think sweet things like she's the queen and she could be my demise.. she's got that kind of ass that you just want to smack and watch it jiggle like yeah. She reminds me of jello shots, caught in the inebriation of when she takes her shorts off.. she has those legs that you just want to gently caress, lips you can taste even when she's still dressed. She has the personality of a deity, commanding things from me.. so lovely the way I love to please, and I don't think she could ever be ugly. At least not to me, such a sweet thing when she needs me to eat her honey.."
me when my best friend flirts with me and says the most outlandish, unholiest, smuttiest thing known to existence.
me when i'm talking to my brother and dad on the phone and my brother hangs up while i'm in the middle of talking.
younger me getting popped on the lips for singing Smack That by Akon and Eminem and having no idea why (this was just rude like damn i was singing and ya cut me off on the best part 😒)
"When I was drowning you were my life jacket, now you are my addiction, my habit and when I see that ass, I just have to grab it.. god damn it, I'll even smack it. I need a snack, if you hold out your hand I will snatch it, you are no ratchet, just my favorite habit."
I am addicted to you like heroin, I just need a fix to get me through the day.. one more, always another fix - eUë