Magcon Preferences/Imagines

First Kiss || Part 1

Aaron:

"Please don't go." You cried into his neck.
"You know I don't want to leave you but I love Magcon." He hugged you tighter.
"You can't leave." You whispered.
"Why? You've never had a problem until now." He looked you in the eyes.
"Because I'm scared Aaron. I'm scared you'll find someone better." You admitted, avoiding his eyes.

He put a finger under your chin to bring you to his gaze. He leaned in and kissed you. He wrapped his arms around you in a way one would recognise as reassuring. He just held you and told you no one was better.

Cameron:

"Are you serious?" He yelled.
"You're the one that's in the wrong here mister." You gave him a shove.
"No, don't blame me because your wrong." He took a step closer.
"I'm not wrong Cam! Up is most certainly better than Frozen." You crossed your arms over your chest.
"Stop lying to yourself." He took another step closer, a smile playing in his lips.
"Fine, believe what you want to believe but I belie-"

You were interrupted by Cam kissing you for the first time. You put your arms around the back of his neck and you felt safe.

Carter:

You were sitting at Carter's house watching tv.

"I'm so bored." You complained.

He sat up and looked you in the eye.

"We could always kiss." He said with a slight smirk.
"Go for it." You replied cockily.

So with that, he leant in and kissed you. He had his hands on your waist and you had your hands through his hair.

Hayes:

"I'm gonna regret this, dare." You laughed, looking towards your friend.

"I dare you to kiss Hayes." She smirked.

You leant forward and gave him a peck, but he pulled you back and kissed you properly. Once the kiss was over, you say back down and covered your face in embarrassment.

Jack G:

"Ok, so the winner gets a favour from the loser." You declared.

"You're setting yourself up to fail. I've never lost a game." He grinned back at you.

"First one to 3 baskets wins." You laughed, throwing him a ball.

"On 3. 1, 2, 3!"

You threw 2 in a row and as you were running to retrieve your basketball, he scored.

"Well, I guess you owe me a favour Y/N." He smirked in your direction.

Your palms began to sweat, you thought of all the possible favours he could ask for that you weren't ready for.

"Kiss me." He decided.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"You heard me. You have to give me a 10 second kiss," he raised his fingers to his lips, "right here."

A sigh of anticipation left your mouth as he edged closer. You closed your eyes and waited.

Then his soft lips met yours. They moved gently, in sync, against yours. He cupped your cheeks and pulled away.