Thomas Brodie Sangster imagines

Whitey Winn- pillow

⚠️WARNING⚠️- slight smut and language
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Y/n's POV

I was walking over to Whiteys house today as it is laundry day and I have to wash his bedding. This boy had been through a lot after his father past in the mine. I really do feel bad for him. Years before when we were only children we used to hang about all the time. Running about in the long grass and playing cowboys. I even shared my first kiss with him when I was 14. His lips were so... uhhh anyway.

I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I knocked a few more times but there was nothing, I could only hear faint mumbling from inside.

I kept knocking and knocking for about five minutes now and I was starting to get worried. Is he ok? What's going on? I know someone's in there but I can hear them. I think I'm just gonna have to go for it.

I opened the door quietly to find Whitey curled up with his arms wrapped around his pillow. I laughed to myself as I put my basket down on the table and I crossed my arms looking to him.

"Whitey..." I whispered creeping up for him.

"Whitey come on get up" I say shaking him rather violently now.

"Y/n" he moaned squeezing the pillow tighter and moving his hips a bit but I shrugged it off.

"Uhhh this isn't working" I sigh as I walk over to his cluttered area where I found a wooden spoon and a pan. "I guess we will have to do this the hard way then" I smirk walking back to him.

"I'm sorry Whitey" I laugh as I smash the spoon and the pan together. I sent a pang going through the whole town.

Maybe I did that a little too hard I thought as I watch Whitey jump in the air and fall off his bed. I broke out into laughter as I watch him squirm in his blankets. He had obviously got tangled up and was screaming so I decided to end all the fun and actually help him.

"Whitey, Whitey. Calm down!" I laugh as he realises what had happened.

"Oh my Y/n, you darn scared the life out of I" he squinted at the sun blinding him through the window.

"Sorry Whitey. I did try the nice way but you wouldn't wake up." I giggle "what on earth were ya dreamin' about?" I ask turning around to face him.

"Uhhhh, never you mind ay. Um more to the point what are ya doin' here this early in the morning." He asked standing up and sitting down in his bed.

"Umm 1. It's 10:30am and 2. It's laundry day so ima need that bed stripped, ok?" I stated more than asked.

"Uhhh sure" he moaned standing up again and lifting the bedding up.

I walked over and grabbed the pillow he was recently cuddling but before I could strip it he snatched it out of my hands.

"Nuh-uh Missy" he said hiding it behind him.

"Whitney give it to me now, it's filthy and have weird stains on it. I gross!" I yell grabbing it always from him.

"No!" He screamed jumping on me making my dress get dirty.

"Fine, fine. Here" I say chucking it across the room so he chased after it like a dog with a ball.

"Right I'll be going then" I say walking out the door with the washing.

Strange...

The next day

Whitey wasn't expecting me today but I seemed to have forgotten some washing yesterday and I didn't want to disturb him again on the same day so I left it.

I quietly opened the door peeking in to see him this time facing me in bed with his pillow trapped between his arms and legs. He was moving around strangely and making weird noises.

I crept in looking around the room for his jumper when I spot it on the chair.  I walked over to it and picked it up.

"How didn't I see that yesterday?" I muttered rolling my eyes and making my way to the door with it in my hands.

"Y/n" he moaned and I turned around a little shocked, expecting him to be awake but surprisingly he was still fast asleep.

I rolled my eyes thinking I was hearing things and opened the door about to walk out when something stopped me.

"Uhhh uhhhh Y/n!" I loudly moaned. He was up to something hear and I do hope it isn't what I think it is.

I walked up to the moaning mess. Leading down at him. He got louder and louder and I was almost sure of what he was doing. He was violently jumping his pillow moaning my name over and over. Almost screaming it when suddenly he stopped.

"Mhhhhhh" he groaned and then it all stopped.

"Please say I'm wrong, please say I'm wrong" I hoped as I pulled back his pillow. I gaped at the sight. All up his pillow was the same stain I had been seeing for months. But this time it was brand new. I big whitey yellow stain was growing on the pillow. I ripped it out of his grip.

"Whitey Winn!" I yelled smacking him on the head making him jump awake.

"Y-Y/n" he say up rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing in he-" he started before he saw be looking at his pillow.

"You dirty boy!" I scream as I run out his house and down the street and to my horse. I needed to clean this right now.

"No Y/n, please" he yelled running after me as I got on my horse. I rode down to the river and saw Whitey catching up with me. Lord he bloody loved this pillow. Well that shall soon end...

I jump off my horse and tie her up and run along to the river. I stood there for a while until Whitey was in sight.

"Y/n please don't, y-you don't understand" he begged as he caught up to me.

"Understand what Whitey. That you have dirty dreams about me and use me for release" he gritted glaring at me.

"Yeah but I have no one, I'm a young man with no one. Please I need it." He begged coming closer holding his hands out as if I was gonna attack him.

"Well, you should have used someone else" I laughed as I chucked it in the river. I was surprised when Whitey jumped in the river after it.

He was swimming up to it and grabbed it. Breathing heavily from and shaking from the temperature of the water. I was only early mornings that water must be freezing.

He got out and stared at me. "Y/n, I'm sorry" he apologised. Dripping with water as his teeth chatter violently.

"Your pathetic..."
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Sorry that I didn't post yesterday or earlier today as I have been busy. I hope you liked this story.

Love you all, byeee xxxxx