Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Just Lay Here

I was in the kitchen mixing batter for some homemade chocolate chip cookies, humming Over The Moon by Cher Lloyd to myself, it was so catchy and was just stuck in my head so it was my cookie baking tune for the evening. I heard the lock click and stopped humming to greet the man I was surprising with cookies, and nonetheless his mothers recipe for them.

"Heeeeelllo my darling! How did work go—" The door slammed hard, it rattled the wine glasses in the above cabinet. I stopped mixing and set the spoon down and wiped my hands, heading around the corner to see a very tense Dylan leaning against the wall by the front door on one arm, other by his side, fist balled at his side. His breathing was erratic and heavy and his jaw was set tight. "Baby?" I asked as I walked over to him rewiping my hands on my apron, I grabbed his arm at the bicep, feeling how tense he really was. He hadn't moved and his breathing didn't change, aside from his long sigh. I ran my hand down his arm to meet his and worked mine into his, tying our fingers together, "Baby? Talk to me, come on." I reached across his chest setting my hand on his opposite shoulder and turned his body a little and he dropped his arm and threw his head back and opened his eyes to lock on the chandelier hanging above us angrily sigh growling in the process.

"It was just a really fucking shit day Y/N. Some pieces of the set weren't done so we've fallen behind on shooting so now we all have to work overtime and that means more time away from you." His free hand came to meet my shoulder and run down my arm, and he kept running his hand over my arm and looked at my shoulder.

"Oh babe," I brought my other hand up to run through his hair, down his neck and onto his chest and left it there to rest as I toyed with the hem of the neck of his shirt.

"No! No, Y/N I need to see you and spend time with you and be with you, that's how a relationship works hun." His hand rested on the small of my back now as he kept going, "And to top things off Con event are coming up soon and that means traveling and no... YOU!" He pulled me in a little bit closer.

"Dyl, how about I stop what I'm doing and we just go.... be together since that's what you're all worked up over? Huh?" I smiled, squeezing his hand.

"Yeah, yeah." He sighed and nodded his head, dropping it down as I turned around and started to lead him off up to the room. "Just outta curiosity baby, what were you doing, it smells so good in here." I grinned stopping in the kitchen and handed him a cookie and put everything else away for later so it wouldn't go bad, his face lit up a little bit.

"I.... Was baking you cookies so when you got home... Well, you would have cookies." I shrugged as I pushed the bowl with the batter into the fridge. As I came back around he grabbed my hand and again, cookie in the other and he led up to the room. It was only 9 o'clock but I didn't care since he was so worked up about not seeing me and such. It was nice to know he was a little pissed off about not getting his one on one time with me, it let me know that he loved me, a lot.

Once we were up stairs I changed out of my sweaty clothes, slipping into once of his favorite shirts and my shorty shorts and pulled my hair back into a lose ponytail. I made my way over to the bed and crawled in next to him, he was already laying in his boxers on his back, so I scooted over to him and rested my head on his shoulder, placing a hand on his chest. He sighed and closed his eyes.

"What?" I asked him quietly as I traced his jaw with my finger.

"Just you Y/N. Everything about you. You could have ben planning an assassination and you would have stopped everything just to come be with me and make sure I'm alright and happy."

"Well of course Dylan, I love you and would do anything for you."

"That's just it. You would and I wish I could, but I can't because I'm always so fucking busy." He tilted his head down to look at me, giving himself a few extra chins, making me trace them and laugh a little.

"Well hun, that's your job. And it's what you love, and I love you for having such a passion for it Dylan. It's demanding and we make it work, you can't stress over it. I'm here for the long haul you know. I'm not going anywhere, you can leave and I will still be here." He set his head back and shut his eyes.

"I know baby." He titled his face down again and kissed my nose. "In the words of that legend, John Legend, all of me loves all of you, you and your perfect imperfections." I smiled and he sighed again.

"I mean Dylan, I knew what I was getting when I said yes to that first date with you, and I was completely okay with it and keeping up with all of it. I love you," I said squeezing him into a hug, "And I will still be here to just lay here with you on days like these and all of the other ones." I felt a light chuckle in his chest before the room fell silent. Just when I shut my eyes to fall asleep he whispered,

"Just laying here like this, it's these moments that are my favorite babe. Just to lay here with you in the silence and not having to say anything and just understanding everything that we are trying to say, while saying nothing. It's these ones I need in my life. They immediately de-stress me Y/N. Thank you my love." And then he kissed the top of my head as I traced patters over his chest, and soon after that he drifted off to sleep

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