𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 - 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 - 𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 (2024)

 
 
           
 
 
ღ calling him your boyfriend, when he's your husband as a prank
 
           
 
 
"Hi guys, welcome back to another video," you waved, before you continued placing the chopped fruit into the container.
"Recently, Ryan has been focused on training and when he's not doing that, he's with the kids, so his diet has been terrible. And as his wife, I've taken it upon myself to meal prep for him, at least for now, until we've come up with a healthier routine for him," you made sure to emphasize wife. You had been married for a little over a year now, but you both were still head over heels.
"However, that's not the topic of today, Ryan is getting pranked. I asked on my Snapchat, what you guys would like to see and I received so many messages about pranking him. I thought about it and I wanted to do something that would for sure get a reaction out of him. After plenty of searching, I found one called, calling my boyfriend my friend. We're married, so I'll probably call him my boyfriend," you mischievously grinned. 
Since the wedding, every chance he got, he was letting the world know you were his wife, during interviews, his crazed tweets or IG captions, and on simple outings. When you came across the pranks you knew his reaction would be nothing less than interesting.
"As far as he knows, he's trying the food I cooked. Let's get into the video, he's in our gym, I told him I'd come get him when I was ready. Don't forget to like, comment, and subscribe," you said, picking the camera up, walking through the large California home, and going into the indoor home gym.
Turning the camera, Ryan could be seen, repeatedly hitting the punching bag. You bit your lip at the sight, only in the gray basketball shorts, his underwear band visible. Approaching him, he became more aware of your presence, holding the bag to stop it from swinging.
"Hi, baby," you smiled as he faced you.
"Hi mama, you look beautiful," he said, catching his breath, before leaning close to peck your lips.
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"You ready to try some food?"
"Yeah, I'm getting hungry," he nodded, slapping your ass as you turned away. 
The entire walk to the kitchen, he showered you with compliments, reaching for your hand, every time you unconsciously let go.
As you came back to the kitchen, you sat up the camera on the large island. Ryan walked behind you, his arms around your waist, repeatedly kissing your neck, while you fixed his food.
"You vlogging?" He mumbled, eyeing the camera.
"Yep, here you go," you handed him the fork, sliding it over.
Moving next to you, he closed his eyes, beginning to say his grace, while you smirked.
"Okay, so my boyfriend is trying the Salmon and Pasta," you said, nearly laughing as he stopped speaking for a second, before continuing.
Opening his eyes, he stared at you for a moment, before picking up some of the pasta. "I'm not your boyfriend," he said, but you acted like you didn't hear him.
"I made this, I made roasted chicken, Rice, and plenty of vegetables. With his schedule, I swear, my boyfriend is so-
"Hey," he said, grabbing your waist, to get your attention.
"Hm?"
"I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your f*cking husband," he said sternly, making you grin.
"Of course, do you like your food?"
"Yes, but don't change the subject"
"I'm not, it slipped out"
"You want a reminder because I can show you how I'm more than your boyfriend," he said, his hand moving from your waist to your ass, holding a handful.
Biting your lip, you nearly gave in, feeling your walls clenching at his words. 
"The camera," you told him, hoping that would stop him from bending you over in the kitchen.
"We can give them a show, so they can know, if they didn't already know, whose wife are you?"
"Yours"
"Good girl, don't let it happen again," he slapped your ass, before pecking your lips.
Looking at the camera, you looked obviously disheveled, embarrassed by how aroused you were.
"This is good," he said, taking another bite of the food.
"Ryan, it was...a prank"
"Okay, good one, but if you see this ring on your finger, who put it on there?"
"You"
"Good, now if you call me anything less than your husband again, I'll f*ck you into next week," he said calmly, finishing his food, kissing you once more, before grabbing a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
"You had to be so intense," you groaned.
"I loved the food, baby," he ignored your words, picking up your left hand, he showed the camera your glistening ring, before kissing it.
"I love you, Mrs. Garcia"
"I love you too, Mr. Garcia"
"Hm, I like how that sounds, give me a kiss, before I go," he smirked, holding you close as you kissed him.
Biting his lip, he shook his head, took his water, and left the kitchen. Standing frozen in place, your hand lay on your chest, clearly in shock, before you grabbed the camera.
"That was...something," you said, before turning the camera off.