Magcon Imagines and Preferences

Ethan Dolan

Ethan rolls up on his "wheelie thingie" (which you call it, and he thinks it's adorable af,) and gives you a quick peck on the lips.
"What was that for?" You ask.
"You're just so gosh darn beautiful, shnoogams," and he gently scrunches up his face and taps your nose with his finger. You go completely red and just can't stop smiling.
"Oh no, not this again," Grayson comes in laughing and rolling his eyes and Ethan wraps his arms around your waist and kisses you again.
"What, Gray? Is little brother getting jealous?" Ethan pouts his lip mockingly, and Grayson rolls his eyes again.
"Older by 20 minutes, bro! That's not a lot!" You and Ethan both laugh, and Ethan turns his attention back to you.
"You wanna try it?" He asks, pointing down towards his wheelie thingie (😂) and you laugh.
"I'm serious," he says and jumps off.
"Oh hell no," you say, and he laughs.
"Cmon, y/n, it'll be easy! And I'll be right here if you need me."
You nod your head and hold onto his shoulders, about to get on when suddenly it rolls. You scream, Ethan and Grayson laugh, and you curse under your breath.
"Shut up!" You say, and Ethan stops laughing and pouts.
"Okay, okay let's do this," you say, and hold onto Ethan's shoulders again.
"Okay, one, two, three!" Ethan says, and you hop up onto it, one foot at a time.
"I'm doing it!" You yell, and Grayson "whoops" and claps.
"Yeah, go y/n!"
You fall, of course, and Ethan quickly falls under you. You both are lying on the ground laughing, and you hear Grayson leave. Ethan cranes his neck to kiss you, and you accept it. You smile against his lips, and imagine what it must be like to actually be able to drive that thing.