Ryan Higa Imagines

Relationship Goals

**Y/N: Your name
**Y/T/N: Your twitter name

Imagine:

Matching outfits:

You are scrolling through your Instagram feed, and see a cute photo of a couple wearing matching outfits. Ryan peers over your shoulder to see what you were grinning about.

"What're you smiling at?" He asks curiously, cocking his head to one side.

"Nothing, i just find it really cute when couples wear matching clothes." Ryan nods his head absentmindedly, tapping on his phone. You shrug and think nothing of it, and continue to scroll through your phone.

Later on in the afternoon, you and Ryan were getting ready for a day of having fun at the beach. The RHPC were also coming along, and you couldn't wait to hang out with Daina and Erika again. You stroll over to Ryan's vlogging desk, where your beach bag was located, and start digging for your sunglasses. When you look back up, your eyes widen at the sight of Ryan leaning against the bathroom door, wearing the same bikini as you.

"What the heck?" You ask, contorting your face.

"Let's be cute together."

*

Cute photos:

"Hey, Y/N." Ryan calls over to you. You were in front of the tv, painting your nails, and Ryan sat on the couch eating a bowl of chips.

"Yeah?" You ask, carefully coating another layer of nail polish onto your fingernails. He begins to hum, and you turn around. "You're humming." You state, squinting your eyes. Ryan only hums quietly to himself whenever he's happy or when he has a great idea.

"Yep." He says popping the 'p'.

"What's up?"

"The sky." Ryan continues to hum, his smile growing wider and wider. You roll your eyes, and turn your whole body to face him properly. Raising an eyebrow, you stare at him until he gave you a proper answer. "Okay, fine."

You scoot closer towards him, until you were sitting down looking up at him like a pre-schooler ready to listen for the teacher to tell a story.

"Have we had a cute photo before?" Ryan asks shyly, his cheeks turn a rosy pink. A tiny smile escapes from the side of your mouth, as you resisted to keep yourself from pinching his cheeks.

"Hmm, i'm pretty sure we have a lot of photos together though."

"No, but like... a cute couple photo?" He scratches his head and avoids eye contact with you. You scrunch your eyebrows at him, and smiled.

"Aren't all those silly photos cute enough?' You ask.

"You know what never mind." Ryan waves his hand dismissively at you, and your heart drops because you might've just broken his moment of happiness. You stand up and sit on Ryan's lap, and hugged his neck.

"No, not never mind. Let's do it then." You give him a toothy grin, and Ryan's smile instantly appears back on his face.

After a few failed attempts of trying to capture cute photos together, Ryan sighs. He was either blinking, moving or not ready for the photo. You glance over at him and smile.

"Hey, it's okay. I find these cute anyway."

*

Height difference

"Every tall guy needs a short girl." You pressed the retweet button and continued to scroll through your twitter feed. A few moments later you get a tweet from Ryan, relating to the quote you had just retweeted."

"@Y/T/N, yes that is so us."

You turn around from Ryan's squeaking vlogging chair, and look up at him sitting on his bed, smiling at his phone. "Really Ryan?" You giggle, throwing your Hello Kitty plushie at him.

"What? We gotta show everybody that we're cute on Twitter too." He chucked your plushie back at you.

"I'm not that short!" You protest. Ryan gets off the bed, and walks up to you until he's towering above you. Scrunching your nose, you confidently stand up to face him. "I can kiss you without tiptoeing." You brag. He chuckles at you, and wraps his hands around you waist.

"Prove it, shorty." Ryan smirks.

You place your hands around his neck, and start your attempt. Halfway through, you realise you are too short to reach Ryan's lips, since your height was only up to his shoulder. Ryan's smirk was still plastered on his face, waiting for you to kiss him.

"Told you." He bellows, squeezing you tightly. "But that's okay, because the tall guy's job is to lift up the short girl, so she is able to kiss him." He gently lifts you, and plants a kiss on your lips. You smile against his lips, loving the taste of his coffee flavoured mouth.

When you both break free from the kiss, you look up at him and roll you eyes. "I guess i could tiptoe once in a while.." As you lift yourself up on your toes, ready to kiss Ryan again, your muscle begins to cramp, and you fall on the floor.

Ryan's eyes widens, but before he help you up, he giggles at you for a few seconds. "Are you okay?" He laughs, helping you up. You slap his hand lightly, crying a little inside because he was laughing at you.

"I'm never tiptoeing again to kiss you." You whine, clutching your foot. Ryan was still laughing, and you couldn't help but exchange your angry pout into laughter. His laugh was just too contagious.

*

Couple nicknames

"Hey, cheese."

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n/ idk what happened to me in the last one..