Requested by the lovely euphoreid
Word Count: 500
Today was Sunday, meaning it was a deep cleaning day. My boyfriend Pete was coming over later on so I wanted to clean the house before he came over.
I groaned as I put on some loose yet comfy clothes on to move freely in.
I descended down my stairs and into the kitchen to retrieve my cleaning tote. I also turned on my Amazon Echo and picked my favorite playlist. I began to jam out while cleaning the downstairs. I vacuumed the carpet in my living room and walkway, then I began deep cleaning the kitchen. After scrubbing the kitchen floor, I grabbed all of my cleaners and placed them back into the tote as I ascended up the stairs. I began vacuuming all of the rooms and deep cleaning the bathroom. This took me the longest with the bathroom as it was really dirty (A/N: I shed a lot of hair so it sucks ass to clean the bathroom because the strands of hair are EVERYWHERE). Once I finished, I swiped the sweat off my forehead as I began to put the tote and vacuum cleaner away. I walked back downstairs to fix the pillows and stuff when I heard one of my favorite songs pop up on my playlist. I could not help but start dancing like an absolute idiot. Since no one was in the house but me, I started belting out the lyrics.
"SOMEBODY COME GET THIS MAN, I THINK HE GOT LOST IN MY DMS," I screamed.
I continued to look around and saw the door wide open. I immediately turned off my music and saw Pete standing there, laughing his ass off.
"You scared the living shit out of me!" I said in terror.
"I'm sorry, you just looked so adorable," Pete replied.
I rolled my eyes as he walked over to me, enveloping in an embrace.
"I'm sweaty and gross," I complained. "I am surprised you aren't vomiting from my odor,"
He let go as he caressed my sweaty face, looking at me with lovey eyes.
"You look gorgeous no matter what," He gushed. "Even when you are sweaty and raggedy, you're still a goddess in my eyes,"
"Okay Romeo," I laughed. "I am going to shower, be right back,"
He took a seat on my couch, making sure he didn't fuck them up. I walked back upstairs and hopped in the shower. After about a half hour, I walked back out and put on some comfy clothes. I made my way back to the living room, seeing Pete texting someone (it's probably Colson or some shit). I sat next to him while he quickly embraced me. He rested his head on top of mine as he hummed in content. I grabbed the remote on the end table and began clicking through the channels.
Throughout the day, we watched cheesy and horrible movies together. We stayed on the couch all day and cuddled until we fell asleep. What a tiring day!
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! There should be about two more stories coming out (hopefully today). I had a surge of adrenaline and I want to get through these. Also, requests are closed temporarily just so I can write these requests (I will open them back up once I get through the ones I have right now).
So the strangest thing happened today. I was on Tumblr and I saw a notification which was someone replying to me on some post I commented on a while back. It was about Chase Hudson aka LilHuddy (I do not particularly like the guy, but I was not spreading hate, the dude creeps me out). Some deranged fan basically told me I was wrong and said to go unalive. It didn't affect me because she was probably some 11 year old (no offense to any younger readers). I think this year has gone to shit and everyone is angry in some form, so please if someone does not agree with you, don't go apeshit on them. It's disgusting! You also shouldn't tell people to do that to themselves, you are a fucking awful human being if you do that!
Anywho, make sure to drink plenty of water, wear a mask, avoid large gatherings, and stay safe kiddos! We are almost done with 2020, hang in there!
Thank you for the support!
- Dani <3
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Pete Davidson Imagines (hiatus)
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