Imagines & One Shots

The Guy Next Door

Y/N POV:

"Honey, can you go next door and ask for some flour?" Mum yells.

"Why can't S/n go?" I yell back.

I suddenly hear loud footsteps, stomping towards me.

"O-Okay, okay I'll go!" I run out the door.

I knock on the door, waiting. Checking that the lights are on. The door opens and I look down and see h/n sister.

"Hi, hs/n. is your mum or dad home?" I crouch down.

"No, but H/n is. He's sleeping on the couch" Hs/n rubs her eyes.

I walk inside and see the dumbass sleeping.

I grab the flour and walk my way out but I stop at the couch. Hs/n and I crouch down with flour in our hands.

Drawing on his face as we quietly laugh. I look at Hs/n and see her face drop and runs away.

I look back and see H/n's eyes wide open. I get up, trying to run away as well.

But he grabs my wrist, pulling me back, causing me to fall on top of him.

"Did you have fun drawing on my face with flour?" He said.