Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Needy

I love Aris. I love him with all of my heart. I would kill for him. I would die for him. I would let the world burn for him.

But he's an idiot sometimes. Somehow, I looked at this passive, introverted, unintentional chaos causing, southern sounding, obnoxiously stubborn, overly observant, overthinking, secret yapper and thought 'yes. This is the person I would like to one day spend the rest of my life with.'

Probably because he's a sweetheart who gives me forehead kisses, writes love letters that don't have the words I love you, wipes my tears when I cry, climbs trees with me to look at the stars, has a daily to do list that he's so excited to cross things off of, sits through conversations he doesn't want to just so he isn't rude, and is overall awkward perfection in human form.

That however, does not cancel out his occasional idiocy.

I also should have known better than to think he would use some common sense about the same bad habit he does not seem eager to and most likely never would get rid of.

"You can't go to Blondie night yet. You need your coat,"I reminded him.

"I get too hot when I wear it though,"He complained.

"I don't care. You need it,"I repeated, throwing it to him.

"I'll stay by the fire,"He argued, tossing it back.

"You said that last time. You know? Before I found you wandering around aimlessly in the Deadheads?"

"I won't do it again. I promise."

"You get sick every time you don't wear it. That is not a coincidence,"I pointed out.

"I'll be fine."

"Well, I have to take care of you after."

"Just don't take care of me. I always tell you not to."

"No, but you're a baby. You act like you're dying so put it on,"I demanded, still playing catch with him.

"I do not."

"Yes. You do. Now put it on."

"Nu uh."

"You put your coat on right now."

"You're not my mom."

"Then don't make me act like it. Coat. Now."

"No."

"Aris Jones, you put this damn coat on or so help me."

"How about you make me?"He dared.

"Fine. I will,"I agreed, pulling him into me before he had time to react. Despite him literally kicking to get out of my grip I quickly pinned him on our bed. Firmly keeping his hands at his sides, I held him there as he glared at me.

"You can go when you put on your coat."

"Well, I'm not going to,"He argued, trying to wiggle out of my hold.

"Neither of us are going anywhere until you wear it."

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious. It's either you put on a piece of fabric that keeps you warm or stay here all night with me."

"So neither of us would go to Blondie night?"

"Now you're getting it."

"Oh no. Me staying in with you, alone and doing nothing? That's just horrible and not at all something I would make a plan for just so it would happen,"He drew out.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Not at all. I would never set up something just to have all your attention,"He grinned.

"You know what? I'm going without you,"I shrugged, letting go and slamming the door open. Sprinting outside into the snow, when I was barely a few inches out I felt his arms around me. Sweeping me off of my feet, he picked me up bridal style and carried me inside.

"Much better,"He grinned, closing the door with his foot while holding me close.

"You do know you don't need to have me all to yourself, right?"

"Yes I do,"He insisted, setting me down and wrapping his arms around me. Nuzzling his head into my neck, he stood there as I tightly hugged him back.

"You could have just asked. I don't need to go every month, and I would never get tired of spending time with you,"I promised.

"I know. This was just more fun."

"You're an idiot sometimes. You truly are,"I laughed, pulling back. Taking my shoes and jacket off, I laid on our bed. Doing the exact same, he snuggled next to me, curling up on his side and firmly placing my arm around his shoulder.

"But I'm your idiot,"He reminded me, closing his eyes.

"Yes. Yes you are,"I smiled, running my free hand through his hair. With him somehow pulling himself closer to me, he made sure my hands didn't leave their spots on him. Still playing with his hair, I rubbed circles on his shoulders too.

"You just wanted my love?"I whispered.

"Mhm. I just want to stay in and cuddle,"He muttered, yawning a little at the end.

"Even if you're just falling asleep with me?"

"Mhm. Need you here."

"You're precious. You're the sweetest boy ever, and nobody will ever be better than you,"I promised.

"Your sweet boy though, right?"He whispered, his breathing starting to even out.

"Absolutely. You're my boy and mine alone,"I promised.

"Yay,"He mumbled, burying his face in my neck. Softly humming to him, I made sure he was safe, sound, and getting my attention that he so desperately needed.