Prompt: The story behind the picture Wilmer posted on Instagram with #RideOrDie caption.
Demi's POV.
It's so beautiful. Every day we go in the mountains and every day I realize once again how beautiful the nature is. I don't want to leave. Those daily paths through the mountains, the wind, the speed, the joy. Early mornings and sunrises over the mountains and forests. The color of the snow on the sun. How it goes from gold to pink to rainbow colors glitter. The snowball fights with my family and friends and lazy evenings in the sauna with the love of my life. It's so perfect here. As much as I love sun, I don't won't to go back to the warm California weather. I want to stay here forever, in this little wooden house with a fireplace, cuddling with Wilmer and Buddy and watching as the snow lazily covers the Earth in more and more layers.
I woke up at 6 am and laid in the bed for a few more minutes, enjoying the warmth of Wilmer's body pressed to mine and trying to adjust my eyes to the blinding first sun rays. It was so easy to wake up early here; I didn't even need an alarm. I just couldn't sleep long here. Every day I woke up not later than 6:30 am. I think that's because here in the nature our bodies start to act natural, waking up with the sun and going to sleep with it. Or maybe it's because we go to sleep early, totally exhausted from the day's activities. We didn't even have sex this week, because by the time we usually got to our house, the only thing we wanted is to shower, collapse on the bed and sleep.
I slowly untangled myself from Wilmer's arms, trying to not wake him up, and wanted to stand up, but I felt his strong arms pulling me back and making me fall on his chest. "Where are you going? Cuddle with me" Wilmer murmured in his morning raspy voice. "I missed you" I chuckled at his cheesy words and smiled, leaning closer to him and sighing in comfort. "Wilmer, you were with me all night. How the hell could you miss me?" He tightened his arms around me. "I didn't get to see your beautiful face and hear your beautiful voice," he murmured, placing soft kisses on my temple and hair. I turned in his arms so I was facing him. His eyes were closed and he had a dreaming smile on his face. I smiled and pecked him on the lips. "I love you" he suddenly blasted. "I know" I smiled, knowing what was coming next. "So you don't love me? You'll pay for it!" He flipped us over so that he was hovering over me and started tickling me, making me immediately forget any sleepiness left as I started laughing. "Okay, okay, I love you too!" I cried, not being able to bear it anymore. "That's better" he pressed his lips to mine and climbed off my body, laying beside me.
Those are the mornings I love the most. Lazy, intimate and happy. Laying in his arms was one of the most comfortable things in the world. Better than kisses, better than sex. It's when I felt protected and loved, as if nothing in the world could hurt me, and all I had was love.
As I got up, I saw Buddy still sleeping and smiled at him. He was like my baby. I kneeled in front of him and lightly shook him, so that he could wake up. With that, I went to the shower.
As I did my things and got out, I saw the cutest thing ever - Wilmer was laying on the back holding Buddy who was very intensively trying to lick his face.
"I might be jealous" Wilmer looked up at me and let Buddy go.
"I'm not going to ask of who because the answer will probably be not in my favor. Come here" he smiled, tapping on the place near him, still very sleepy. Little did he know I was planning to wake him up in a very unpleasant way. With a smirk, I walked up to him, holding my hands behind me, and as he leaned to kiss me, I poured a cup of ice-cold water right in his face.
"What the fuck? What did I do???" he shouted, surprised by my actions.
"Nothing, I just thought you would wake up faster" I said through the loud laugh that filled the room. I grabbed his face and pecked his lips with a loud sound, giggling and then walking to my closet, giving him a full view of my fabulous ass.
Wilmer dramatically sighed and got out of bed.
"You'll get your revenge" he promised, walking into the bathroom. I only laughed. I knew he would never come up with something as nasty as me. Not enough fantasy.
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Hey guys, so this is the first part of my first ever Dilmer drabble. I have the full idea but I thought I would post what I wrote so far.
Please, tell me if you see any mistakes, since English is not my mother tongue.
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Dilmer Drabbles - Demi Lovato and Wilmer Valderrama
FanfictionI think the title explains itself. Drabbles and one shots about Dilmer. Skip the first 2 or 3 bc they are crap. Send me requests! Enjoy.