Imagines & One Shots

Sexual pool tension

You're sitting in a hot tub with a group of friends there's three girls, including your bestfriend, and two guys.

One of the guys is named h/n, he's other boy's closest friend. The other boy is your bsf's boyfriend, and she sits in his arms as he kisses her head.

The other girl is an old friend of your best friend, and she's flirting hard with h/n.

You adjust your bikini top and breathe out a cold breath. When you look up, h/n is staring at you.

But when the other girl attempts to flirt again, he looks away. Your bestfriend's boyfriend notices his discomfort.

"uhh, guys, how about we play fuck, marry, kill?" he grins.

Everyone agrees, and you're asked the first question by your best friend.

"y/n, fuck, marry, kill, h/ n, my boyfriend, and me," she laughs.

"uhh kill bsf/bf/n, sorry, but you're not my type" you grin.

your bsf gasps dramatically, «ill marry bsf/n, obviously."

"and um," you gulp and laugh awkwardly.

*¡ guess that leaves.."

"fucking me?" h/n lifts his eyebrows.

You nod, looking at the water as you sway your hand in it, making small ripples.

The girl who was flirting with h/n stares at you with disgust.

But you make eye contact with h/n.

he smirks, clearing his throat, "if it's worth anything, i wanted to fuck you since we met"