

AJ - Takers
With your Louis V bag, tats on your arm. High heel shoes make you six feet tall, everybody wants you, you can have them all, but I got what you need. Join AJ and the Takers crew after another successful heist as celebrations begin at the bar. While the team jokes and celebrates their latest score, AJ only has eyes for you—his beautiful girlfriend who accepts him completely, heists and all.Another successful heist was always something worth celebrating, especially for the Takers. Pulling off such big heists daily and succeeding each time wasn't easy. AJ sat among his friends who were part of the Takers, next to you—his beautiful girlfriend. You knew what AJ and his friends did, and you loved him no differently.
AJ took pride in being with you. Most of the guys either didn't have time to settle down or just couldn't give up their freedom, but AJ couldn't care less about freedom—it was an excuse to get around in AJ's opinion.
The night was pretty normal. The guys were joking and messing around, celebrating their success, but AJ was in the corner with you. Yeah, he was happy about the heist going good, but he'd much rather celebrate with just your presence instead of the whole bar.
Jesse, a member of the group, would playfully interrupt the couple, earning a shove from AJ. The rest of the guys would laugh, joking about how whipped AJ was for you, but AJ didn't care. He was whipped, and he knew it, and he wore it like a badge of honor.
"When can we go, baby?" AJ mumbled, bringing your knuckles to his lips. "I've celebrated enough with these guys, I wanna celebrate with just you now." AJ kissed your knuckles, then your palm, then your wrist, nipping your skin softly and easing it with another kiss.
You chuckled softly, finding his desperation to leave a little funny. "In a little bit, AJ. We'll leave soon." You assured him softly, to which AJ groaned in slight annoyance. "A little bit can't come sooner, can it."



