Mike: The two of you were fighting when he said it. Usually your fighting is quite rational: small disagreements over something miniscule. When you do fight though – you get at it. Come to think of it, you couldn't even remember what the quarrel was about. You just remember that both of you were shouting when Mike yelled "Because I love you!" The fighting stopped then.
Davy: You were walking along the beach together, the waves lapping over your toes. He was holding your hand. Your gaze wandered to him and you smiled when his eyes caught yours. He smirked and gestured to the ocean before you. "See that?" He nodded to the endless expanse of the water. You nodded, "Yes?" He blushed, "Well that's like my love for you. It goes as far as the eye can see."
Micky: You were playing a board game when he told you. You captured one of his pieces when he frowned, pouting. You shook your head, "Just because your cute doesn't mean I'll let you win." He pouted again. That boy had such the puppy eyes. It was dangerous. "What is it?" You asked him. It was obvious he wanted to speak. "But what if I told you I love you?" He smiled innocently. You stared at him, jaw agape. He leaned forward and kissed your cheek.
Peter: "What is it?" You giggled, looking up at him. You laughed as a puppy licked your cheek and as another jumped on you, knocking you to the ground. He smiled, "Just you – you're adorable! I love you!"
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The Monkees Imagines and Preferences!
FanfictionFun Monkees imagines! Probably and emphasis on Mike because he's my favorite, but overall just silly fun prompts. #2 in Monkees.
