The Outsiders Imagines & Preferences

{Two-Bit Mathews} Clingy

Info: Romantic. Fluff and Humor. Established relationship. Female!reader. 2nd person p.o.v..

MionSnojkorn You suggested this idea for Eyeball a while ago, but I thought it'd fit really well with Two-Bit so I used it for him instead, hope you don't mind<33
Also sorry it's a bit short!

As soon as you sat down on your bed, Two-Bit, who was already in bed, wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. He did that every time he slept over at your place or you at his, and you had no idea why, or when exactly it had started. You were used to him being a little clingy at times, of course, but this was a whole new level of clingy, even for him.

He wouldn't even give you time to lay down first. As soon as any part of your body touched the mattress his arms were closing around you. Not that you minded. As far as you were concerned there were few things better than cuddling with your boyfriend.

Still, it made you wonder if there was a reason for this clinginess, since he only ever seemed to do this when you went to bed. You decided it was about time you tried to solve that riddle, and when you'd lain down, you turned in Two-Bit's arms so you were facing him.

"Why do you always do that?"

"Do what?"

"Start cuddling me before I've even lain down."

"Does it bother you?"

"No! It's adorable. I just wanna know why you do it."

Two-Bit stuck out his tongue at you at being called adorable, but answered, "Remember that time I slept over and you fell out of bed?"

"Uh... No?"

You knew you tended to fall out of bed once in a while, but you couldn't remember it ever happening when Two-Bit was there to witness it.

"Well, you did. There was this loud bang that woke me up and when I looked around you were lying on the floor with the covers all wrapped around you. You just got back into bed and fell asleep again like a second later."

Yeah, okay, that did sound a lot like something you would do. You probably hadn't even been completely awake and that was why you didn't remember.

"And so now you always have to be holding me when we go to bed because you're scared I'll fall out of bed again?" you asked with a grin.

"Someone has gotta protect you from the evil floor."

"Oh yeah? Are you sure it's not because I took the blanket to the floor with me?"

Two-Bit shook his head and moved on top of you. "You're a blanket hog either way."

"Is that why I'm your pillow now?"

"Yes. I'd like to see you try and steal the covers from me now." He wiggled around to get more comfortable, moving higher so his face was nuzzled against the side of your head. "Mhh, your hair smells so nice."

You knew what he was going to do before he did it, but your "Two-Bit, don't you dare!" came too late. He'd already taken a strand of your hair into his mouth.

He spat it back out with exaggerated disgusted sounds. "Doesn't taste nice, though."

You playfully slapped his back. "That's because you're not supposed to eat it! Or suck on it or whatever!"

"But it smelled like it would taste good!"

"You wouldn't drink shampoo either just because it smells good, would you?" The long silence that followed while Two-Bit thought was worrying to say the least. "Darling, please tell me you have not drank shampoo before."

"Well..."

"Two-Bit?!"

"I was drunk! And I spat it out when I realized it tasted like soap!"

You could only groan and shake your head. Why were you even surprised at this point? Drinking shampoo was such a typically Two-Bit thing to do, you should have known right away he had tried it.

"Was it my shampoo? Please tell me it wasn't mine."

"I would, but I don't like lying to my girl, soo..."

"Ugh. Then what made you think licking my hair would taste any different than the shampoo straight from the bottle?!"

He shrugged. "I thought your hair would taste like you."

"Like me? What do I taste like?"

"Hmm, sweet." He pecked your lips. "Very sweet."

You smiled and gave him another kiss. It was impossible to be annoyed by his antics when he was so cute.

Still, after a minute or two you pouted. "Great, now I'm hungry."

"Y/N, no. We wanted to go to sleep!"

"I know," you laughed, trying to push him off of you so you could sit up, "but it's not my fault you kept talking about eating. Come on, time for a midnight snack, and then we'll go to sleep."