sleep is important. very, very important.
which is exactly what i was doing, because sleep is very, very important.
until my idiot of a boyfriend, daniel, had to continually jump on my bed, and eventually me, to wake me up.
"go away." i mumble, pulling the blankets over my head.
"come onnnnn it's your birthday! i have the entire day planned out!" he said happily, wacking me with a pillow.
"if you wack me again with that i'll chop your dick off." i say. he winces, and pulls away.
"please just get up? we've got reservations for your favorite breakfast place, we wouldn't wanna miss those." he says, in a teasing voice. i shoot up.
"alright, i'm up." i fling the covers off my body, fully aware they just landed on top of daniel's face. "get up, get out and lemme get dressed." i attempt to push him out, but he doesn't budge one inch.
"are you sure i can't just sit in here? i won't look." he says, his voice being drowned by my constant grunting as i try to push him out the door.
"yes, because then you'll just end up looking."
wow, this man is heavy.
"fine, fine." he kisses my head, and finally, walks out. i fall to the floor dramatically.
"how do you even lift your legs?" i ask, out of breath, flabbergasted by how heavy he was.
it was most likely all muscle, anyway.
he ignores me and closes the door with a smile on his face. i pick an outfit, putting on one of his shirts, and walk out.
he smiles once he sees my shirt. "i like it when you wear my clothes." he says. we walk out and head into the car. "what do you wanna do for your birthday?" he asks, excited.
"i don't care as long as i'm with you." i smile while giving him a half shrug.
"aw, i'm growing on ya, aren't i?" he ruffles my hair. i glare at him and fix my the out of place hairs on my head.
"no, i still hate you." i say as he laughs.
"happy birthday, love." he says with a smile. i kiss his hand and smile back.
A/N: this will be the last chapter of this series, and im currently under the process of editing all of them.
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Daniel Seavey Imagines
Fanfictionthree years ago, i decided to write a book about daniel. i'm sixteen now and currently in the process of editing it. the writing is horribly cringe and terrible, but give it a chance if you want. also give my other books a read, too! after this book...
