Austin Butler Imagines

imagine 2

imagine...

you wake up, with the sun in your face.

its shining very sunily

you get annoyed, cuz this bitch austin, removed the damn curtains.

you get up, and look around the room, as you see this human shaped figure, sitting on the bed bench.

he smells you.

he gets up, turns around not saying anything.

he walks backwards, towards the bathroom.

he disappears into the dark room where people shit.

i hear him shit.

its so very dumpy.

he comes out, still walking backwards, but this time, his arms are gone.

he put them on the kitchen table, while cleaning the toilet.

he eventauly turned around to face you, as stood inches away from the bed you were on. sleeping.

"close your eyes strawberry tongue."

"why?" you ask.

"just trust me, cream-cheese. please. for once. obey." he looks at you, like ur a dumb whore, and you obey your master.

you close your eyes. its dark. very. anyway

you feel a pair of hands, grab your hands.

what is going on ?

he unravels your hands.

you feel something warm being put onto your palms.

"open your eyes gorilla toenail clipper." he says, with a smashable voice.

you open your eyes. flabbergasted.

"this is my shit ice cream stick." he says.

you look him in his eyes. he looks proud. 

"thank you." you say.

"thank you."

cheers. and happy new years.