Kio Cyr Imagines

Badboy part 4

A/n: ig you guys like this series so here's another part until i can come up with normal imagines. Thanks for all the support so far :)

Your POV:

I wake up as a bright light flicks on. I unknowingly bury my head into kio's chest in an attempt to block out the light. The success is short lived as my mom's screams fill my ears and i shoot upright, kio doing the same.

"Y/N Y/L/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? FIRST YOU SNEAK OUT AND GO TO SOME PARTY AND THEN YOU- YOU FUCK SOME RANDOM!?" she rips the thin blanket off of us.

"Mom calm do-"

"NO! I WILL NOT CALM DOWN BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DAUGHTER AND ITS- OH I WAS WORRIED SICK! BUT THEN YOU BRING HOME THIS BOY!" she rambles on for another few minutes and then pauses to catch her breath, "did you at least use protection?"

Me and kio go red and i look down, "uhm, mom we didn't actually have- uhh, you know," i say quietly.

"how can i trust you now? you already lied to me tonight, give me proof," she crosses her arms.

"well we're still fully clothed in the unconfy clothes from the party. Don't you think i'd want to change into something more comfortable?" I try to save myself.

My mom just stands there silently glaring at us for a bit. "you," she looks at kio, "go home, now."

"yes ma'am," he says simply and leaves. I'd have to tease him about that later. For now I would go to my room, sleep, and rethink every one of my decisions.

"where do you think you're going?" she says sternly.

"to my room?"

"give me your phone," I do as i'm told and she continues, "we are gonna finish this conversation tomorrow."

Great.

THE NEXT MORNING

After the worst sleep ever i get wakes up in the worst way ever. My mom is standing over me shaking me awake.

"whattt?" i flip away from her.

"Get up, we need to finish our conversation now."

Ugh, i had almost forgotten about last night. Almost.

I groggily sit up and meet my mom in the living room. She had a hot cup of coffee and a death glare.

"Heyy, mom," i unsuccessfully attempt to lighten the mood.

"sit down," she motions toward the sofa and i do as i'm told.

"you know how stupid and reckless and irresponsible it was to go out last night?"

"yes."

"and you know how dumb it was to take a random guy home?"

"he's my friend and he couldn't drive home then, h-he was drunk," i admit.

"so you're drinking now!?"

"no no n-"

"what's next!? drugs!?"

"I wasn't drinking! I promise!" shes so dramatic, i think to myself.

"God, I was worried y/n," she hugs me. What the hell, this bitch yells at me and then thinks it's fine to just hug me like nothing happened. Bull. Shit.

"I-I'm still pretty tired actually, i'm gonna take a nap."

"I bet you are, starting out all night doing who knows what..."

And it's over. She definitely let me off easy. Kinda odd.

I don't even bother eating, I go upstairs and fall onto me bed, almost immediately falling asleep.