Chase Atlantic Imagines and Oneshots

How you met

Clinton:

You were at uni for music together. You had some classes together and went to the same place across the street for breakfast. It was one of the only places near campus that had vegan options, so Clinton ate there a lot. You just liked the feel of the little shop. It had plants in hanging pots and an earthy feel to it.  There were all sorts of vegan friendly sweets, treats, and meals, and they were all good. So, you stuck around. You noticed Clinton your first day eating there. It took Clinton all of 2 days to notice you were in some of his classes. After your first week of school, there was a presentation you were supposed to make in your History of Music class. Clinton asked if you'd like to buddy up with him, and you happily agreed. You became friends from there on, partnering up whenever you could and sitting with each other at the vegan friendly shop.

Mitchel:

You met Mitchel at a party in Los Angeles, with no idea who he was. You were with a friend of yours. Mitchel came up to your friend, asking if he could borrow you for the night. Your friend knew who he was, and said "Of course you can." But you had other plans. You said you weren't go anywhere with a stranger, especially one who couldn't be bothered to ask for your permission to be borrowed. He laughed at that and politely asked you if you'd like to come have a smoke with him. You shrugged and simply said "It had better be some good weed." Mitchel didn't even bother to introduce himself, as he figured you'd know who he was. At the 4th party you ran into him at, you asked him his name. He became confused, asking if you really didn't know who he was. You told him you really didn't, so he introduced himself as "Mitchel Motherfucking Cave." He asked for your number before you left that party and texted you the next morning. He'd had an interest in you after the first night, when you got smart with him, but he took his time pursuing you.

Christian:

You and Christian met as teens when he was still in Australia. You noticed him playing guitar out by the beach, and immediately approached him. You noticed he was playing "Sweater Weather" by the NBHD, and sang the song with him. Eventually, he put his guitar down and started dancing with you. He continued singing to you until your parents found you to take you home. You never saw him again until the day before he was moving to Los Angeles. You'd both grown up a lot, but Christian still sang the same songs. You asked him if he'd dance with you again, and he smiled, taking your hands. You sang and danced together before he told you he was leaving for the states tomorrow. You asked for his number, saying that you would keep in contact. You did keep in contact, and you and Christian became close quickly. You love the same kinds of music, so you mainly bonded over that and your guys' love for animals at first. Eventually, you moved to LA to pursue a career in modeling.

Pat

You and Pat met through Christian. You were young adults at the time. Christian was your best friend. You two were practically inseparable. Eventually, he started hanging out with other guys more than he did you. He often got called a sissy for being around you all the time, or people calling you his girlfriend, which pissed his actual girlfriend off. So, he wanted to have other friends too. That's when he met Jesse and Pat. Eventually, you confronted Christian about the lack of time he spent with you. He admitted that he had made some other friends and had been building up bonds with them. Then, he told you he wanted you to meet them. You hated the idea at first, but you went. You and Pat clicked. Not because of your conversation, but because of your lack thereof. Pat was quiet. You weren't normally quiet, but you had anxiety. Especially with new people. Eventually, Christian and Jesse brought drinks out, and you and Pat sipped quietly. Christian, Jesse, and the others were all drinking a lot more than you and Pat. Some guy came up and started groping you, so Pat pushed him away from you. Pat slung an arm around your waist, telling the guy to back off. After that guy left, you and Pat went to your house to chill. You and him became friends.

Jesse

You were Christian's older sister, so it was inevitable that you would one day meet the band. You met them after you flew out to Los Angeles for a show  Security wasn't letting you in, despite you flashing your ID as proof that you were with the band. You called Christian's phone, but it was Jesse who answered. "Who are you?" Jesse demanded. "I could be asking you the same thing, considering you have my brother's phone. Tell him I'm outside and security won't let me in," you sassed. Jesse gave you a "Will do," in response. Instead of telling Christian, however, he came to get you himself. He came to the back door, where you stood, arguing with the security guard. "She's with us," he said. You flipped off the security guard, walking through the back door with Jesse. "And you're the douche who had my brother's phone?" You asked him. "Okay, I was. But let's get past that. I'm Jesse, one of your brother's bandmates. And I'm sorry if I offended you when I asked who you were. In my defense, he had you in his contacts as 'skinny legend superstar'," Jesse said with a laugh. You began laughing too. "That's because I've been swimsuit modeling in Australia for years. Gotta keep a flat tummy, so I don't have to get photoshopped as much. And the superstar part is because I've been gaining popularity. I'm actually working on getting an agency here in LA, so that I can be close to Christian ," you explained. Jesse nodded, telling you that made sense. You tolerated him much more easily after that. You grew fond of his antics, such as putting baby powder in Clinton's sax, dumping water on anybody who was sleeping when they shouldn't be, and throwing people into bodies of water. You guys slowly grew closer.