Being with Dylan for such a long time had its perks. One of which was waking up next to him.
He was always groggy and cute in the mornings, but today was a bit different.
Jostled out of your dream by the feeling of lips on yours, you tried your best to open your sleep-ridden eyes.
Opening them was a challenge but the sight before you made it all worth it, Dylan, with his messy morning hair, groggy voice, and nothing but pajama pants on.
He smiled and moved off of the bed, holding his hand out for you to follow. You reached up and grasped his hand but instead of gradually standing up, Dylan pulled you swiftly into his arms and squeezed you tightly.
"Hey" he whispered, clearly still sleepy.
"Hi" you said, trying your best not to blush.
"Good morning, princess." He murmured, placing another soft kiss on your lips. "I love you" he said, bending down to bury his face in your neck.
"I love you too Dylan," you said, playing with his hair.
The two of you stood like this for what seemed like forever. His head in the crook of your neck, you softly playing with his hair, with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. It felt perfect.
YOU ARE READING
Dylan O'Brien Imagines
Fiksi Penggemar|| REQUESTS OPEN || A series (in the making) of short stories and imagines starring you and Dylan O'Brien.
