James Maslow Imagines (Clean Version)

Please Fore Me?

"Oh come on. It was a simple question." A small laugh escapes your lips as you remained seated in the chair placed in your boyfriend's backyard. Having the same day off as the said man was rare and having the opportunity, you still found youself in a position of small conversations.

"You know I can't (y/n)." James softly shakes his head at your question before raising it, revealing a bright smile that you haven't seen in ages. With the band going through so much, all the work had taken a toll on him that brought your heart to break.

A vacation was good for him. If only for a day.

"You've been teasing me with the production of the third album. At least let me hear one song." Softly whining, a smirk remains on your lips as you finally get up and edge closer towards the male.

"It wouldn't be fair for the fans."

"They don't have to know." You respond, although you both know your words are a lie. Both of you care for his fans deeply.

James' strong arms engulf you immediately as you approach, his chin resting on your hair before placing a soft kiss on your (h/c) locks.

"Only for you." Whispering those words, the air is then filled with his soft voice as he sings a verse you have never heard before. The tone still holds the esscence of Big Time Rush but mixed with a new flare and you love it.

Turning your position in his arms, you watch him carefully as he finishes. His heart and soul released in the piece as he holds your stare.

"James. I-" You don't have time to tell him your thoughts as he finishes because as soon as he does, his lips connect with your own in a sweet kiss.