why don't we imagines

going public (d.s)

legit just posted this straight from my tumblr enjoy:)

a/n: Hey! I'm sorry this took so long, but here you go, really hope you enjoy this! also i guess you could say is pt.1, is pt.2 and this is pt.3 but you can read them on their own:) 

Summary: Daniel and Y/n have a little movie night and do the TikTok trend of "I hate all me, but when he loves me I feel like..." and post it, confirming their relationship.

Y/n always stayed over at Daniel's place at the end of the school week. After her shift at work, she'd head over to his house so they could spend the evening together. Sometimes when Christian wasn't around or Daniel was home alone, she'd just let herself in and greet Kobe as he ran towards the front door, and she'd see Daniel in the studio or in his bedroom. They'd cuddle under the blankets and have the TV on in the background, gentle chatter flowing between them. Those nights were easily Y/n's favourite part of the week.

One Friday night, Y/n had plodded to the front door. Her muddy footsteps followed her to the welcome mat, testament to the slight chill and light autumn drizzle outside. She wiped the souls of her boots against the grimy, brown strings with her hand gripped onto the door handle and was surprised to see the house strangely clean and empty when the door squealed open. If she didn't know any better, she'd have thought no one was home, but Daniel's text fifteen minutes earlier told her otherwise. I mean, even the gentle pitter patter of Kobe's paws didn't fill her ears when she kicked off her shoes.

"Daniel," She called softly, brushing her fingers against the marble countertop. Y/n walked over to the kitchen cabinets and started rummaging around for a snack. Her movements were comfortable and unashamed, the sight of her had the corners of Daniel's lips instantly turning upwards into a smile. He had emerged from his bedroom silently, having just gotten off a phone call with his manager, Randy.

His footsteps creaking along the floorboards had Y/n snapping her head to the sound and she jumped back in fear as she saw him. "Oh God," She breathed, pressing a hand to her heart in momentary embarrassment. The packet of chips in the cabinet toppled over the edge and Y/n spun back around. "Okay, this house is haunted or something." She laughed. Daniel chuckled quietly and walked over to the counter. One mug of hot chocolate sat on the tabletop, steaming, and swirling with a sweet aroma. "Oh, is that for me?" She asked Daniel, walking towards him to drape her arms across his waist and give him a hug.

He let a gentle laugh fall from his lips. "No, it's for Kobe over there," he joked, looking over Y/n to gaze at the small puppy curled up on the blanketed sectional sofa. Y/n looked over her shoulder to follow gaze, noticing more than just Kobe in the corner. The living room was illuminated with warm light by two small lamps on opposite sides of the couch. Blankets and pillows were brought in from Daniel's bedroom to scatter throughout the little space and a bowl of caramel popcorn - Y/n's favourite - sat amongst a plethora of snacks.

Y/n walked towards the couch, letting out a quiet, "what's all this for?" before she faced Daniel again.

He shrugged. "I don't know, I just thought it would be nice since it's cold and rainy tonight." He set the hot cup of hot chocolate on the coffee table.

"Well, thank you, Daniel." Y/n tugged a corner of her lips into a shy smirk and padded towards him. Daniel willingly wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pressed his body against hers, the feeling of her sinking into his soothing embrace had smeared a smile onto his face.

"Do you want to pick the movie?" He asked, his whisper muffled by her hair.

"Yeah," Y/n stepped back gently and looked across the room to the TV remote.