Imagine..
It's a cold fall evening and there was a crackling fire in the fireplace. You and your boyfriend Michael are both on the couch- you on one end him on the other. Laying with his guitar across his lap,he picks it up and starts playing what sounds like a new song.
"i wish i was back home next you..", He softly mumbles as he fiddles around with different chords.
This was your ideal night, lounging on your over stuffed couch listening and watching his ideas come to life. A smile slowly grows on your lips as you sit and admire. He catches you and a smirk grows.
"It may sound like shit now but it's getting there.." he says with a chuckle.
You scoff and say "wha- i didn't say anything. It sounds really good so far."
He softly smiles and continues playing and softly singing whatever pops into his head. You sit up and bring your knees towards your chest and rest your chin on your arms. He finishes his last chord and sets his guitar on the carpet. Then he mimics you, so now your both at the same level.
Getting lost in his blue/green eyes. The eyes that can change your entire mood, made you feel safe and everything would turn out alright, no matter what it was. You slowly became more relaxed, not realizing you were tense in the first place.
"Hi.."almost whispering, like you'll ruin the peaceful silence you both created.
Cutely placing a kiss on your nose making you giggle. "Hi." he says with his sweet smile.
As a random chill goes through your body, you try to make it un-noticed. Of course Mikey saw you anyway and almost naturally rubs your bare arms because you decided to wear a t-shirt.
"That's what happens when you wear a t-shirt in 50 degrees weather Y/N.."he says sticking his tongue out.
Pouting with a smile "I'm still mentally in summer..there's no changing me."
Not responding he takes off his flannel and casually drapes it over your shoulder, leaving him in a Blink 182 worn out shirt.
"But now you're cold.." you somewhat protest as you pull the flannel into you more.
"yeah..but now I'm super cute and a good ass boyfriend." he says proudly.
Bringing the flannel to your nose, it smells like fallen leaves and a little bit of cologne. Smelling like Michael. The sleeve ends were way pass yours and you can't help but smile.
"Good..cause you're not getting it back" you say sticking out your tongue.
"But that's my favorite flannel!" he whined.
You laugh at your goofy boyfriend and wrap your arms around his neck pressing your forehead against his. He sighs in defense and casually rests his arms on your waist pulling you closer and planting a kiss on your lips.
Biting your lower lip you cuddle into his chest and close your eyes as he wraps both arms protectively around you. Playing with the ends of your hair and putting his cheek against the top of your head, you instantly become more relaxed and feeling the heaviness of sleep grow behind your eyes.
You feel a sigh rise and fall in Michael's chest and know he's just as sleepy as you.
The two of you talk for 10 more minutes. Talking about everything and anything - about the new song, about what stupid thing Luke did earlier that day to talking about possible future plans. Both your words grow slower and lower as you come face to face with the wall of exhaustion.
The two of you fall asleep in each others arms and you stay like that for the rest of the night. Letting the already dying fire burn out and the room growing darker and darker. Listening to the sound of his heart beat keeping away night mares that may creep into your mind. You feel at ease.
ok this is my first EVER imagine and i reallllly hope some people like it
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