Dilmer Drabbles - Demi Lovato and Wilmer Valderrama

Drabble #3

Okay so y'all remember when that Devonne by Demi video ft. Wilmer was published we all wondered what did Demi do to make him do that. So, I came up with a good idea! Enjoy :D

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"Seriously, Wilmer? Talking about our sex life with Minka? MINKA! How dare you???" Demi started silently yelling at him immediately when they sat in the car. She kept her mouth shut about it the whole time in the restaurant, but was giving Wilmer death glares, so he already knew that was coming. 

*earlier*

They were in the restaurant celebrating Eiza's birthday. Despite all the rumors, Demi and Eiza were friends, they even worked out together. But there was Minka too. No, Demi didn't get jealous. She knew that Wilmer and Minka had been a rebound for each other, and she knew that Wilmer loved her. But Minka was still his ex. And she still was the woman he once had sex with, kissed her and gave her what belonged only to Demi. She couldn't help but compare herself to Minka.

As she was sitting in her thoughts, she heard Wilmer saying her name to someone. She looked up and saw him talking to Minka. She pressed her lips and listened. 

"She's good at everything. Even in bed." Wilmer said, not thinking that 'she' was sitting next to him. He didn't think that was something bad to say too. They were adults, they could talk about sex.

"Well, seems like your sex life is great" Minka giggled, sipping wine from the glass.

"It is" Wilmer smiled, closing the theme. That's when he felt Demi's hand pinching his thigh. 

"Ouch! What are you doing?" he turned to her. 

"Oh sorry, it was accidentally" Demi shamelessly smiled, but he could see it in her eyes. If looks could kill, he would already be dead. He looked at Demi confused. What did he do wrong? 

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"And what? I didn't say anything bad! I only said you were good!" he tried to defend himself, already knowing it wouldn't work. If Demi was mad, Demi was mad, and nothing and no one could calm her down. 

"Good? I'm amazing! But that's not the point! I'm not some slut who you can talk about how good she is in bed!!!" she screamed at him, tears building in her eyes. She angrily wiped them and turned her head to the window, not wanting to face Wilmer.

And that's when Wilmer realized how stupid he acted. In Demi's past guys always used to tell her she was good in bed, and they all only used her for that. He knew how much she hated to be reminded about that time when she was struggling, partying and actually acting like a slut. She told it him herself. He realized that she wasn't as mad as she was hurt. 

"Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" he said quietly. She only wiped her tears once again, not giving him any answer.

Wilmer sighed. He hated seeing Demi hurt or crying, and it was breaking his heart that he was the reason behind it. 

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As they walked into the house, it was already far past midnight. Without saying a word, Demi went to the bedroom, undressed and climbed under the blanket. Wilmer took her phone, put it on a charge, collected her clothes from the floor and put them into her closet. He always did that when Demi forgot. 

She was laying on the bed, but not crying. She just looked like someone punched her. Wilmer climbed onto the bed, still not sure if she will let him sleep there tonight. He wrapped his arms around her waist. When she didn't move, he started kissing her neck, getting closer and closer to her sweet spot. 

"I'm not having sex with you tonight. Don't even try. Actually, no sex until you pay for what you said" she coldly said. "And I'm only letting you lay like this because there's a thunderstorm coming". 

"Okay, sorry" he tightened his grip and snuggled closer to her, glad she let him do that, even if it was only because she was always having panic attacks in thunderstorms. And he was sure he would sort out the sex thing the next day. She was just mad now. 

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In the middle of the night it started. Demi immediately woke up. She didn't feel his arms, and she immediately curled into a ball, shutting her eyes. Where the fuck was he? Her breathing started to become uneven. Suddenly his arms wrapped around her, pulling her into his strong chest, and she immediately got better. 

"Where were you?" she quietly asked and she clenched to him like he was the three on the cliff. 

"Shhh, I'm here. I just went to the bathroom" he was rocking them back and forth, trying to calm Demi down. Eventually she drifted off to sleep, feeling safe in his arms. 

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Wilmer woke up and saw that Demi wasn't in bed. He knew she was already up. She always was up before him, because she was taking Buddy to the walk. He went to the shower and  then dressed. He suddenly noticed the note on the bed. 

"Have studio today, will be home before 1 pm. Feed Buddy, I didn't have time.

P.S. Came up with your payment. No sex until you do the video I told about. Call me when you decide.

Love,

Demi" 

"What?" Wilmer said out loud. He knew that if she had decided something, there was no way to persuade her in opposite. This time he decided to try. No way he was doing that video, showing himself as an idiot to the whole world.

As he was sitting on his laptop, busy with work e-mails, he heard the front door opening. He stood up and went there. Demi was trying to take off her high heels, at the same time holding a huge bad. And she was clearly failing. He rushed to her and took the bag from her. 

"Thank you".

He put the bag on the floor and stepped to Demi, leaning to her for the kiss. 

"Nah-uh" she said, stepping back. "Not until you pay"

"What? You said only no sex?"

"Really? Well I changed my mind. No sex, no kissing, and no cuddling!" she proudly announced, knowing he would eventually give up. Cuddling with her was something he couldn't live without. He loved it even more than sex, which was weird for most of men, but there was just something special about holding her. 

"Really?? That's not fair" he desperately said. 

"Well, you can consider it unfair, rude or cruel. I don't care. You won't touch me until you pay." she announced her decision and walked into the kitchen, picking up Buddy and kissing him on the nose. For the first time in his life, Wilmer was jealous of the stupid dog. 

He already made his decision, knowing he would regret it. Comparing giving up touching Demi and showing himself as an idiot, not touching Demi was worse. And if think deep in it, doing that video would be fun. 

He came into the kitchen. Demi was standing with her back to him, cooking something. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

"Wilmer I told you.."

"I agree" he cut her off and kissed her cheek. 

Demi didn't look surprised, yet a satisfied smile spread on her face. 

"I knew it" she turned in his arms and kissed him. She knew he would do anything if in the end of the day he had her in his arms. Because that is where they belonged. 

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