Rodrick Heffley Imagine

Drums

Y/Ns POV
I am currently laying on the couch while Rodrick is "playing" or rather hitting the drums he owns. It's a hot summer evening. He's not wearing a shirt and listening to music while doing so. I stand up and look around his garage.

After a few minutes of just looking around, he notices. "What are you doing?" He asks me with an eyebrow raised. I shrug "It's boring.." I whine. "Where's Ben and Chris anyway?" I continue. He rolls his eyes "I don't know" he admits and fidgets around with the drumsticks.

I look at his hands. The way they move around the stick is just.. wait a damn minute why am I thinking about his hands. He notices me staring and chuckles. "Into hands much?" (YES, YES I AM) I roll my eyes. "You're disgusting.." I joke.

He tells me to come closer. I just stand next to him so he continues. He looks up at me and looks at his lap. I raise an eyebrow and stand there awkwardly. "sit down." He kinda demands and WHEN I TELL YOU-.

I simply sit on his lap waiting for him to do something. "Let me show you how to play the drums, okay?" He offers and I nod. He hands me the sticks and wants me to play something. I start doing something but it sure doesn't sound right at all.

He chuckles WITH HIS DEEP HOT VOICE. The butterflies in my belly be breakdancing by now. He shows me a "super basic and easy" tune. Everytime he hits the drum his arms flex. He waits for me to copy him and I do so.

After a few tries and laughter Susan enters the garage and sees me sitting on her son's lap. AND I ONLY NOW REALIZE HOW WEIRD THIS LOOKS CAUSE THIS MAN IS SHIRTLESS AS WELL. She looks at us with wide eyes and immediately closes the door shut again.

I look behind me and start to laugh. He looks down at me and joins. The laughter dies down and he stares at me. I look back at him again and see his eyes wandering to my lips. He notices me smiling and starts blushing.

The tension rises and his lips meet mine. I feel his hands on my waist. I turn my body to him so we're facing each other. My hands tangle in his already messy hair. He squeezes my hips which makes me gasp onto his lips. He uses this opportunity to slip his tongue in.

I pull away and start giggling. He smiles at me and leans in to kiss me again. The kiss lasts 5 seconds before being interrupted by Greg, who calls for his mother because... idk why.

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Haven't published anything in a while so it's cringe sorry.