in between , malachi barton imagines

linger

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"but i'm in so deep, you know i'm such a fool for you."
a morning with malachi + your brothers💌

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you and malachi were in a deep sleep on a saturday morning. malachi was passed out beside you, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist. you both had stayed up late watching tv and talking. you forced him to watch dance moms and rate the dances.

"y/n, baby, this one is just not good. like, what the fuck was that?" he grimaces, laughing at the shocked look on your face.

"mal!" you scold him, smacking his shoulder.

everything was peaceful until chris comes into your room being obnoxiously loud. he cuts your light on, waking you up. you groan, turning to face malachi and burying your face into his chest, covering your face with your blanket.

"wake your asses up!" chris yells, flopping on your bed next to you and yanking your blanket off of you. malachi wakes up, seemingly unbothered. he's always been more of a morning person than you.

"you're so loud, holy shit. it's literally," you sit up, reaching over chris to check your phone. "10:30 am."

he shrugs his shoulders, pulling out his phone and going on instagram. you roll your eyes, unplugging your phone and laying back down next to malachi.

"tired?" he asks, gently brushing the hair out of your face that had fallen from your messy ponytail. you nod your head, "we stayed up pretty late mal."

chris gives you a look, "stayed up late doing what?" he asks, the over protective brotherly side coming out. "i made him watch dance moms and then rate the dances." you giggle, trying to hide the blush rising on your face.

you yawn, turning to face malachi again. malachi turns to lay on his back so you can lay on him, knowing you're gonna fall back asleep again. he puts his hand under the back of your shirt, gently rubbing his fingers up and down your spine. goosebumps form on your arms, your body relaxing again. your eyes get heavy, falling back sleep a few minutes later.

malachi smiles at the sight of you, getting chris's attention. "is she asleep again?" chris asks, leaning over a little to look at you. malachi nods his head, admiring you. chris takes a picture of you, "sleepy little shit. i've never met anyone who sleeps like that, did you know she will just come into my room just to sleep on my bed?" chris says, making malachi laugh.

the two of them continue to talk about random things until chris leaves your room. malachi gently moves you off of his chest, pulling the blankets over you as he gets up. he kisses your forehead, going into the kitchen with your brothers.

you wake up a little while later to an empty bed. "mal?" you mumble, reaching your hand out. you finally open your eyes to see he's not there, so you get up to brush your teeth and go into the kitchen.

"there's sleeping beauty!" matt laughs as you walk into the kitchen, your hair a mess. "fuck off" you laugh, walking over to malachi, who was making eggs.

"aw, you're making breakfast? you're so husband material mal." you smile, feeling giddy at the simplest things that he does. malachi smiles, leaning down to kiss the top of your head before going back to making breakfast. you wrap your arm around him, leaning your head on his arm.