Why Dont We Imagines & preferences

{Hide and Seek} C.B

"C'mon Jonah!" Zach pleaded. "She;s old enough to take care of herself. Maybe she wants to come!" His whines were audible through my bedroom door and I coulddn't help but listen to them.

I could practically see Jonah's stance as Zach begged. His arms crossed over his chest with a deadly look in his eyes. "No, Zach." he sighed. "We're saying bye, then leaving." Leaving? They weren't supposed to leave for another two weeks! I couldn't help myself, I had to say something.

I gripped the door knob and took a breath to prepare myself. "Leaving?" I asked as I opened the door. "What do you mean?" Jonah sent Zach a death glare like this was somehow his fault.

He gently placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back into my bedroom. Once inside, he turned to shut the door. I looked over his shoulder to see Zach averting my gaze. Pussy.

"Jonah?" I spoke. He paced my room, avoiding me like the plague.

"The manager wants us back in L.A tonight. We leave in a few hours." He sounded resentful at the mention of his manager. I could understand why.

I sighed. There was nothing I could do about it. His tone told me that it was a final decission. "Well, we can make the most out of a few hours, can't we?" I perked up, trying to make light of the situation.

He gave me a sad smile, but nodded his head. "C'mere," he beckoned with his arms open. I instantly fell into them, my arms clasping around his torso. He let out a shaky breath and kissed the top of my forehead. "Thank you for being understanding."

I pulled away from him after another minute. "Jo, you're famous now. People need you elsewhere. Me and Dad will be fine by ourselves." I tried to be assuring, but he knew how difficult things could get.

"Yeah," he said, though his tone was doubtful.

"Why don't we go find the guys and play some games?" I asked, gripping his wrist and pulling him out of the room.

-&-

After a few games of Mario Cart, COD, and some arm restles, we all lounged around the living room with nothing else to do.

"Does anyone want to go outside?" I asked, peering through the window. It was getting dark by now, and the guys only had two more hours at home before they had to leave for the airport.

"And do what?" Daniel asked, looking up at me from his phone.

"Hide and seek?" I suggested, looking around the room. There faces didn't say complete disgust, but they didn't seemed pleased either.

"I'm down." Corbyn, who's been quiet all day, said. I snapped my head in his direction to see him already staring. "Sounds fun actually."

I didn't give the rest of the guys an option before I pulled everyone to their feets. I allowed Corbyn to let himself up. I don't think I could touch him and not melt.

"I'm going to go get a hoodie, I'll be right back!" I shouted as I ran up the stairs.

I heard footsteps following me, and only assumed that one of the boys were doing the same thing. I didn't think much of it as I walked into my closet and searched through my clothes. "A longsleeve underneath is too restricting," I mumbled to myself. Layering wasn't my thing, especially when I'd be running around.

I slipped the fabric over my head before I continued searching. I didn't realize someone had come into my room after me until I felt warm hands grip my waiste and push me against the wall. Their hand covered my mouth, incase I screamed, but I didn't.

I opened my eyes to see Corbyn himself pinning me against my closet wall. When he was sure I wouldn't scream, his hand slowly left my mouth. He rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip, before dragging it down my jawline to my neck. His hand wrapped around my throat, pushing my further against the cold wood.

"Corbyn?" I gasped. It wasn't because I couldn't breath, it was because I had no idea what the fuck was going on.

His only fell into a smirk as response. His lips came close to my ear, gently biting down on the ear lobe. I gasped again, making a dark chuckle resonate through his throat.

"You're cute with my hand around your throat," he growled. A cold shiver ran down my spine. His lips drug down my jaw before he pulled away to look at me. I looked down at my shoes to avoid his hungry look. His fingers gripped my chin, forcing my head to tilt up towards his eyes. He came close, his lips just barely touching mine. It took every part of me not to close the gap, but a knock on my door brought us into reality.

I pushed Corbyn away and grabbed a randome sweater from the hanger. I slipped it on before answering the door.

"Ready?" Zach asked me, looking impatient.

I simply nodded my head and left Corbyn alone in my room.

-&-

After deciding Jonah would be the seeker first, Daniel spoke up. "Should we split into groups?" He asked. My eyes widened knowing I could be alone with Corbyn if paired together. "Corbyn's only been here a handful of times, same with Zach," he said. "I can take Zach if Y/N want's to take Corbyn?" he directed the last part towards me, in which I could only nod.

I felt a sinister presence beside me and before I knew it, I was gripping his wrist and running away from our small group of friends. Jonah was counting down for 45 seconds, giving us enough time to reach mine and Jonah's old treehouse. It was a little deep into the woods, and I only imagined Jonah had forgotten about it by now.

Our ladder consisted of a couple tree branches that you had to skillfully climb, then jump a small gap to reach the wood floors of the fort.

"Pay attention," I ordered Corbyn, before climbing up the branches. I could feel his stare on me the entire time. I sat against the furthest wall, giving Corbyn enough space to jump across. It wasn't the biggest fort, but it was big enough for the two of us.

Once inside, Corbyn stalked his way over to me. "Finally," he grumbled before gripping my waist and pulling me underneath of him. He hovered over my body, taking a good long look at the way we were positioned. His eyes met mine with a devious look and a raise brow.

I rolled my eyes and moved my hands to his chest. In a sad attempt to push him off, he grew frustrated. He pinned my hands above my head before lowering himself to my ear. "Now now, do you really want to do that?" He teased. I gulped.

His lips trailed down from my ear to my neck, where his lips attatched to my skin. I gasped as I felt him suck on my neck, for sure leaving a hickey.

"C-Corbyn?" I gasped. He only hummed in respone. "What are you doing?" I whispered. 

"Claiming whats gonna be mine." His husky voice rang in my ears. "Don't think I don't know, Y/N. I read your diary," he laughed.

I gasped and hit his chest lightly. He brough his face close to mine. "Don't worry, I'd be more than happy to oblige," he smirked before lowering his lips to my own.