Catfish and the Bottlemen Imagines

SFW Alphabet: R - Remember

R= Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?

Your first kiss 💋

💋 You've never had great experiences with kissing before, the boys that you've kissed have all been too eager, too sloppy, too much tongue and clashing teeth and hot sticky breath, hands everywhere at once.

💋 It's never been earth-shattering, it's never taken your breath away or made you weak at the knees, not like in romance novels and movies. You were beginning to think that sort of thing was all a myth... until Van came along.

💋 He has more experience than the boys that you've kissed before, he's more aware of you and more mindful. He just seems to get you, the connection that you two forged easy and comfortable, but still with that heady edge of excitement.

💋 It's pretty obvious that you both want more... not that you've admitted that to each other yet. He's been wanting to kiss you for a while now but he doesn't want to rush things, even though it's killing him whenever you're near. He has to hold himself back.

💋 In fact he thinks he's losing his damn mind every time he gets close because he swears he can feel electricity crackling between the two of you.

💋 It's maddening and he knows you can feel it too, the pretty dusting of pink that colours your cheeks and the way your breath catches as he leans in to you whenever you share a joke together.

💋 And it's one of those moments he decides to take his chance, a gloomy autumn afternoon in the kitchen at your house when you're making tea.

💋 You're fooling around, teasing each other, your playful insults creating a tickle war that ends with you pressed up against the wall, Van all of sudden unnervingly close, looming over you.

💋 You're both laughing but when he fixes you with that look your laughter dies pretty quick, the atmosphere changing in an instant from playful and fun to heavy and loaded.

💋 He surprises himself by actually asking for
your permission... that's a first for him.

💋 He wouldn't normally ask but he wants to get this right, he doesn't want to mess things up, you mean too much to him. He doesn't want to scare you away. He wants this to be perfect.

💋 "I've liked you for ages you know," he admits, his voice low and sweet in a way that sends a little shiver of excitement through you. "And l've been dying to kiss you since I first laid eyes on you... can I?"

💋 Your words stick in your throat that's suddenly gone dry and you bite your lip, murmuring a quiet "uh-huh".

💋 You're so shy and nervous in the moment and you can't look him in the eye, dipping your head so he won't see the furious flush that stains your cheeks.

💋 "Don't hide away, don't hide that pretty face
from me..."

💋 "You just make me feel so flustered!" You mumble, your heart beating out of your chest as he leans right in, now only inches away.

💋 Of course he's even more stunning right up
close, flecks of gold dancing in his pale blue irises, his full lips plush and pink and slightly parted, a light scattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose and the apples of his cheeks.

💋 "You fluster me more love, believe me," he grins, his warm breath fanning over your face, a faint hint of the minty gum that he's been chewing filtering into your nostrils.

💋 You swear you've forgotten how to breathe.

💋 And then he's moving closer still, his head tilting slightly to the side, his piercing gaze fixed on yours before it flickers down to your lips and then back up.

💋 You both close the small gap between you until your lips meet and your eyes flutter shut, excitement buzzing in your veins as you feel his hands flex on your hips, gently pulling you closer.

💋 Your lips barely brush but the sensation is electric, an involuntary sensual sigh tumbling from you that makes you giggle in embarrassment.

💋 Your eyes blink open to meet his, heavy lidded with pupils blown wide. You stay close, noses bumping together, warm breaths mingling as you grin giddily at one another.

💋 "Yeah, I feel it too," he chuckles, warm and soft, and before you can even react his lips are on yours again.

💋 This time you don't stop, the blissful pressure as he moulds his mouth to yours stealing your breath away and sending sparks skittering up your spine.

💋 He's gentle and firm all at once, his
movements delicate yet insistent as his tongue gently nudges at the seam of your lips.

💋 You part them eagerly, your tongues sliding sweetly together, the warmth of his mouth and the intoxicating taste of him flooding all of your senses.

💋 It's simultaneously too much and not enough, the warm heavy weight of his body flush against yours, the way he takes control of the kiss, his obvious need for you overwhelming in the best possible way.

💋 You reach up, any hesitance now fallen away as you tangle your fingers in the soft hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

💋 The breathy little sound of need he lets out sends sticky waves of heat crashing over you, your heart hammering against your ribcage as you melt into him.

💋 His warm hands nudge under the hem of your top, rubbing small, tender circles on the bare skin of your waist.

💋 You wish you could go on all day kissing him but you finally break away to gasp in a breath, surprised to find that you're panting slightly.

💋 "Wow!" Is all you can manage, a shaky laugh
as you look up at him, trying to gauge his reaction, hoping he's just as thunderstruck as you are at your first kiss.

💋 You're not disappointed.

💋 He looks every bit as dazed as you feel, eyes heavy lidded and a little unfocused, kiss-swollen lips still slick with your saliva.

💋 His hands are trembling slightly as his fingers trace the line of your jaw.

💋 "That was really something huh? Shit, think I need a minute just to process it..."

💋 "That's okay.. we've got all the time in the world," you smile, your chest fizzing, your heart fit to burst, your mind throwing up exhilarating possibilities of a future together.

💋 You know you should slow down but you can't, he's too tempting, too addictive, and now you've had a taste you think you might die if you don't kiss him again... immediately.

💋 You spend the rest of the afternoon with your lips locked together, barely coming up for air, warm hugs and blissful kisses, Van nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck to scatter tender kisses there when you both need to catch your breath.