wyatt oleff imagines

love | fluff

3rd person pov

it was a sunday evening in october, the sun had begun to set, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange. you were seated on the couch, your boyfriend wyatt on top of you. his head resting on your chest, arms around your waist, legs over yours as he cried quietly into you. wyatt had been quite stressed for the past week or so. schoolwork had begun to pick up, work was short-staffed, and his relationship with his father declined by the day. you could tell it was beginning to weigh on him but he hadn't mentioned anything so you didn't want to bring it up, however you worked extra hard to make sure he knew you were there for him when or if he decided to talk about it.

"it's okay honey i'm here, i got you. you're safe here."

your words caused his sobs to pick up. the grip on your waist tightened as your hands ruffled through his curls trying to calm him down. within a few minutes of hair caressing, back rubs, and "you're okay"s; the grip on your waist loosened and his head sunk further into your chest as he fell asleep, where he stayed for close to 2 hours. your hand continued to run through his curls while he slept, you hated seeing him upset and wished there was something you could do to make it better for him. you decided that letting your sweet boy rest was the best help you could give him at the moment - holding his body close to yours, engulfing him in a cocoon of love until his eyes fluttered open.

he awoke with a sniff and a few uneasy breaths. "good morning baby" you cooed as he shifted his position on your lap. "hi sweetie" he replied back as he sat up to kiss you. the two of you stayed in a comfortable embrace until the boy in your lap uttered a quiet "im sorry". "why are you sorry angel?" he sat up to face you: "i'm sorry you have to put up with me and all my bullshit, i shouldn't be dumping it all over you, you don't deserve it". tears started to well in his eyes again which your thumbs quickly wiped away. "sweetie, no. don't ever feel bad about that, i'm here to help you and make you happy. i love you and all i want is to see you happy. i'll be here every step of every journey, always here to listen or help you. i love you so much wyatt, and i always will."

his tears began to fall quickly again, "i love you so much too and i wish things were better for me so i could be the boyfriend you deserve, it kills me that all i do is work and sob to you, i want to take you out and show you off like a boyfriend should do." you smiled. "i love you just the way you are angel, i wouldn't have you any other way." you leaned up to plant a soft and loving kiss on your boyfriends lips, then resting your forehead on his. "thank you" he replied so soft it was barely audible, his fingers running over the promise ring he had bought you a few months prior.

"i love you, y/n"