in between , malachi barton imagines

softcore

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"are we too young for this? feels like i can't move."

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malachi had gotten his new car a few weeks ago and wanted to take you driving in it. he hasn't been able to hang out with you much due to busy schedules, so he came to pick you up.

you hear him pull into your driveway and you practically jump to the door. "mal! i missed you!" you smile, hugging him. "hey baby, i missed you more. ready to go?" he wraps his arms around your waist, kissing your cheek. you can sense there's something off but you ignore it.

you and malachi leave your house and he drives to chick-fil-a to get you both lunch. he's being oddly quiet during the whole drive and not singing along to songs with you like he normally does.

you turn down the radio, "are you okay? you're being so quiet." you ask. "i'm fine, just tired." he says, obviously lying. "are you sure? you can tell me if something's wrong." you grab his hand, gently squeezing it. "i said i'm fine, stop pushing it." malachi snaps at you, his jaw clenching. you let go of his hand and he huffs.

you were kind of bummed about his attitude because you were so excited to see him but you just brushed it off, neither one of you talking for the rest of the way there.

you finally get to chick-fil-a and malachi orders your food and thanks the person at the window, pulling into a nearby parking spot to eat. you grab your drink out of the cup holder and you didn't notice the lid wasn't on all the way, it was too late and it spilled in his car.

malachi sees the drink spilled and flips out, throwing his hands up. "are you fucking serious? you can't even drink something without making a big mess, can you? why can't you be fucking normal, like seriously?" he yells at you, running his hand through his hair.

you immediately apologize and grab napkins to clean it up. "mal, i'm sorry i didn't mean to. the lid wasn't-" you start before he snatches the napkins from your hand and cuts you off. "stop, let me clean it before you fuck something else up."

you're appalled by his hurtful words because he's never snapped at you like that before. he puts the napkins in the bag and leaves the parking lot to drive home.

you try to apologize again but he blows you off, ignoring you. you try not to be affected by his words but he hurt your feelings, even though the drink spilling wasn't your fault. he continues to ignore you on the way home.

malachi pulls into his driveway and grabs the food bags, leaving the drinks for you to grab.
"you think you can actually hold them this time, or are you gonna spill it again? can you do something right for once?" he scoffs, slamming his car door and walking into his house.

you follow him inside, your vision being blurred by tears. you try to blink them away as you sit down at the island counter infront of him to eat but it fails. you look down as you eat your food, trying to hide your tears from malachi. he continues to ignore you until he hears you sniffling, looking up from his phone to see tears running down your face.

"wait, hey, i'm sorry, please don't cry." he quickly changes his demeanor, reaching across the counter to wipe your tears. you start crying harder and malachi's heart breaks, the guilt written all over his face for making you cry over a spilled drink.

you stand up and walk away to sit on the couch, trying to wipe your tears as you sob. malachi follows you, sitting down next to you and wrapping his arms around you. "i'm sorry, don't cry baby." you push him away, "no, leave me alone."

malachi ignores it and pulls you into his lap, holding you close to him. "shhh, it's okay. i'm so sorry i overreacted, it wasn't your fault baby." he apologizes as you cry into his shoulder, kissing the top of your head and running his fingers through your hair to comfort you.

"do you really think i can't do anything right?" you sniffle, pulling away and looking up at him.
he frowns and wipes your mascara stained cheeks, "i promise i don't think that, i was just speaking out of anger. i had a shitty week and took it out on you, i promise it wasn't your fault, i'm sorry. you're more important to me than a stupid car." he smiles, gently tucking your hair behind your ears.

you smile through your tears and hug him again, resting your head on his chest. "if you pull something like this again, i'm keying your car."

malachi raises his eyebrows in surprise and laughs, "got it. i love you." he kisses you, lifting you up and carrying you to his room.

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