Booktok Boyfriend Meaning Novels & Stories

"Go on" "Are you...." I look down shyly. "Speak up baby" "Are you my new boyfriend?" He chuckled. My cheeks heated up. "I am more than just a boyfriend to you baby" He said. I arch my brow a bit. More than a boyfriend? That means husband right? Gosh I have never thought about having a husband. I will love him to be my husband. "Are you my husband?" He chuckled again. "Close to that baby" I blush hard.

"If I'm going to be your boyfriend, there's something you should know." "I don't like that word." And I'm panicking again. What word? Boyfriend? Did I get ahead of myself? I thought we were... shit! Who said anything about being boyfriends? We never talked about labels- "If," he narrowed his eyes and they darkened. "I don't like that word. What the fuck does 'if' mean?" Somehow, I got harder than a hammer. Oh, he's going to be the death of me. "You're right, my little light. Not if. I am going to be your boyfriend."

I didn't want to tell exactly where I was going, so I put the question tone into a word that should be a statement. "To read a book?" His brow raised as he found a book in my hand. Yes. I planned to go to my favorite tree and chill alone with the book. "I need a fresh environment." I shrugged, then turned away to continue my way. "Can I come too?" "Aren't you here early to discuss things with my brother?" "And you." "I have a boyfriend." "Do you love him?" I chuckled at his question. Wasn't it obvious? If someone agrees to be in a relationship, there must be feeling between them. "I won't be in this relationship if there's no love."

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

For seven years, I thought Declan was just an ordinary Beta. That was until I secretly traveled a thousand miles to his pack, wanting to surprise him. Only to find other werewolves calling him Alpha. And more importantly, he already had a Luna. The wolves around me started whispering. “Is that the Alpha’s secret lover?” “The nerve of her, showing up here… so shameless.” I wanted to argue, to tell them they had it all wrong. I was his real girlfriend. His Fated Mate.

She was actually quite nice, I guess, with a witty sense of humor. "Olamide na! Buy lunch for me with your money." "Why?" "Cos you're my bestfriend." "And?" "And I'm your baby." Mide snorted, "And?" "And I'm the boyfriend in this relationship." "Abi this one is mad ni. Boyfriend ko. Everyone knows I'm the boyfriend in this relationship." "But I'm older!" "So?" "So I'm supposed to be the boyfriend. That is if we were like, you know, gay and all. Wait, do they like have any boyfriend/girlfriend titles? Or do they just stick with the girlfriend/girlfriend thing?"

He was not interested in such foods and only got a cup of coke to drink when the voices of a young couple suddenly sounded from the side. “This chicken nugget is delicious. I’ll give it to you.” The girl ingratiatingly took the chicken nuggets and put them on the boy’s tray. The boy glared at the girl helplessly. “I don’t understand you. You’re just giving me things that you don’t want to eat yourself.” “Hehe, it’s because you’re my boyfriend. It’s a boyfriend’s responsibility to eat what his girlfriend doesn’t want to.” “Sigh, it’s too painful to be your boyfriend.”

"I admit the guy is a weirdo. And I can't stand him either." I sat back, mouth open, horrified. "Why didn't you back me up?" "Because," he said. "All your friends are weirdoes." Okay. Fair enough. But still. And hang on a minute. "You're my friend," I said softly. His smile hit my pulse rate so hard I had to gasp a breath. It just wasn't right he was that sexy. Not right at all. "No," he said. "I'm your boyfriend. There's a big difference."

My eyes unconsciously flutter shut, just from the delirious amount of ecstasy pumping through my veins. "What I'm trying to say, Larissa Justice is that I woke up to realize that I still have feelings for you, but unlike last time, I have every intention of making your heart mine. So, I took the honor of naming myself your boyfriend, and like every boyfriend would, I'm going to do this." First, I listened to his every word, understanding that he claimed himself as my boyfriend, not tagging me as his girlfriend. No one has ever done that before. It was usually, "I give you the honor of becoming my girlfriend". Then I remembered the part of him still having feelings for me before I felt his li

If I was going to be involved in his life, I had to know what I was up against. “What’s a boyfriend?” Luc tilted his head to the side, and I couldn't help but chuckle when Amara’s questions came tumbling to the front of my mind. She had looked exactly the way he did right at the moment, and I concluded right there and then that maybe it was a toddler thing! I glanced outside to find Kenya deep in conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line. "A boyfriend is..." I rubbed my suddenly sweaty hands and searched for the best possible answer. "-he is mommy's special friend. He takes care of Mommy and you, he buys Mommy flowers..."