Imagines ✧ OGOC & Magcon | DISCONTINUED

N.M - Annoyance.

• Can you do a Nate imagine were you are giving him the silent treatment and he does all these annoying things just to get you to talk to him ✨btw I love your blog #goals ✨

--Y/N's POV--

I cross my arms, staring at the tv in front of me. The guy beside me chuckles and pokes my cheek. "You can't ignore me forever, it was only the last box of doughnuts," He says, repeatedly poking my cheek.

Continuing to ignore Nate, I remain focused on the tv and act as if he isn't annoying me. "Baby I didn't mean to make you mad," He pouts, sticking out his bottom lip and batting his eyelashes.

"Baby," he repeats, poking my shoulder. "Baby," he does it again. "Y/N," again. "Y/N" again. "Y/N," he pokes me for a final time before sighing in frustration. "What has a guy gotta' do to get his girl to talk to him?" He wonders out loud, scratching his head.

I smirk, staring at the tv, and cross my arms stubbornly - letting him know I am not giving in anytime soon. As if a lightbulb had just lit up above his head, he jumps to his feet and rushes out of the room. Minutes later, he returns with his phone in his hand and takes his previous  seat beside me.

"Seven a.m., waking up in the morning.
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs, gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal. Seein' everything, the time is goin'..."

His phone blurts out the world's most annoying song, the song I hate with my whole being. I lunge for him, take his phone out of his hand and stop the horrendous song before shoving his phone in my bra. He laughs obnoxiously, pulling me over to straddle his lap. "You think that's gonna' stop me?" He scoffs, reaching into my bra to retrieve his phone - despite my silent protest of squeezing my arms around my chest.

I furrow my eyebrows at him and cross my arms, sticking out my bottom lip. He reaches up and caresses my face. "Come on baby, talk to meee," he drawls, resting the back of his head on the back of the couch.

I remain silent.

He rolls us over, so he's now on top of me. He kisses my cheek and trails his soft, butterfly kisses down to my chest. "I'm gonna win you over one way or another," He smirks, looking up at me through his dark lashes.

Nate then proceeds to take off my shirt and trail his lips down to the elastic of my shorts and panties. I try my best to keep my mouth shut as he strips off my bottoms and kisses the very bottom of my stomach. The stubble on his chin tickles my sensitive skin, making me giggle and squirm, but I refuse to speak. "Come on, lil' mama, it don't take much." He mumbles against my skin, caressing my hips.

He spreads my pussy lips and kisses my clit, I squeeze my eyes shut and bite down on my fist. Nate chuckles against me and kisses the nub of nerves again before sucking on it. "Fuck, you got me." I blurt out, reaching down to bury my hands in his hair.

Pecking my clit once more, he grins and jumps up to his feet. I frown. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I only wanted to get you to talk to me, baby." He winks before waking off.

I slam my hand down on the couch and chase after him. "Get back here you ass and finish what you started." I yell, running after him naked.