Pete Davidson Imagines

can i stay?

             it was raining out and you just got out of the shower and settled into bed. you turn on netflix and occasionally scroll through your phone. after about an hour or so you hear a knock on your door.
               you sigh softly and get out of bed, walking to the door. when you open it you see your friend pete standing outside in the rain. "hey." he smiles. "what are you doing? get inside!" you say and lightly push on his shoulder to urge him to get inside. he walks inside and takes his wet shoes off. "what are you doing here?" you ask and he takes his coat off. "umm..my mom kinda kicked me out so i need a place to stay." he bites his bottom lip, nervous about what you're answer will be. you always loved pete and had a crush on him, so this was kinda exciting for you.
               "pete, of course you can stay here." you smile and he sighs out of relief. you notice a book bag on his shoulders. "thank god. thank you so much." he smiles. "do you want to shower?" you ask him and he nods. "yes, i'll be right back."
               you set up blankets and pillows on the couch and about 15 minutes later pete walks into the living room with dry clothes. "thank you so much for letting me crash here y/n." he sits on the couch and you shake your head. "you can take my bed. i can sleep down here." pete laughs. "no, you go sleep in your comfy bed. i'm okay here." he nods and walks back over to his book bag, taking out a joint. "pete youre like 7'9. you're going to be hurting when you wake up." he lights up the joint and sighs. "whatever you. want y/n. whatever makes you happier."
                  it's about 3 in the morning and you're extremely uncomfortable. "i'm sleeping in my bed." you mumble to yourself and get up. you lean back and crack your back and move up the stairs, heading to your bedroom. you open the door slightly and to your surprise pete was still up. "hey y/n!" he says with a smile. "hey." you chuckle, still very tired. "i'm not sure if this is weird but can i lay next to you?" you ask softly. "of course, come here." he scoots towards the wall and pats the open spot on the bed. you crawl into bed and without thinking pete puts his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. "thank you for coming up here. i wasn't able to sleep. i'm so stressed out." he says. "don't be. stay for as long as you want." you smile. he puts his hand on your waist and rubs small circles with his thumb.
                  "you're so sweet." he props himself up with his arm and leans slightly down to get closer to your face. you guys make eye contact and he moves down and kisses you. you're taken back by his sudden movement but you kiss back. he smiles. "sorry. i've been wanting to do that for awhile." he says and lays back down. "don't be. me too." you say and turn over to kiss him again. you lay your head on his chest and trace over some of his tattoos. after a little while you try to spark up a small conversation but when pete doesn't respond you look up and see that he's sleeping. you smile and lay your head back on his chest and fall asleep shortly after.