Song: Doja Cat - Agora Hills
Imagine: Ransoms aftercare
Warnings; mentions of smut, sweet fluff, rich boy vibes. Smidge of angst
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You're laying sprawled out on the expensive sheets as you try to reduce your heavy breathing. Being with Ransom in every aspect of the word is amazing, but Ransom being himself, he goes full out.
'You doing okay, baby?' He asks as he wipes the remainder of your sweat off of your body with a cold rag. A rag that costs more than an entire new kitchen but still.
'Yeah, s'just...'
'Wasn't too much, was it?' He asks and you chuckle with an eye roll. 'No Ran... I would've said the safe word if it was...'
'Okay...I'm gonna ask the chef to make something for us... how about a movie?'
'Honestly... I could use something sweet... and a movie to match.'
'Not another romcom y/n please.. I barely made it out alive the previous one...'
'Oh shut up you big baby...you just railed me into the next life and I can't even watch a romcom in return?' You joke as he gets up from the bed. His eyes shine with amusement as you try to go after him.
He knows that if he stays longer now then your eyes will make him give in and he will be stuck with a 2 hour movie he secretly likes but won't say because of his cool image. You have that kind of power over him and you don't even know it.
As he goes to get some food his phone chimes from the kitchen table. He sighs, his family has been on his ass the entire day. Even when he told them very rudely that he wanted to spend it with you, alone.
They don't like you, they don't see the person behind the facade you put up to the world. In a sense, you're alike. Both tough and ruthless against anyone in your way, but loving and kind to the people you both find deserving of it.
'Just answer whatever they want Ransom...you know they won't leave you alone until you do...' you softly say as you wrap your arms around his back.
Your head rests comfortably against his back. You feel him sigh another time and you hum. 'Ran...'
'I don't care, it's not important.. spending a day with my fiancé is... I've been working six days a week for my grandfather... and yet I can't have one day off from the rest of my family... the only one who hasn't been stalking me today is my grandfather..'
He turns in your hold and you give him a lazy smile. 'the only one I tolerate besides Meg at the moment is my grandfather...'
'Baby... then turn off your phone, get some snacks and come back to bed...'
'It's a miracle you're even standing here...thought I railed you into the life?' He jokes and you roll your eyes.
'Turn off the phone... and come back to bed... with snacks..'
'Yes ma'am..'
But he won't let you off this easy. He sweeps you off of your feet and Carrie's you back to the bedroom. He tosses you on the bed with an oomphf. 'Very classy Drysdale..' you chuckle.
'Always...'
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Marvel Imagines pt. 5
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