Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Intruder?// Dylan

You decided to go to finally go to bed since you spent all day working on your painting. Yes, you painted.

It was almost midnight.

Dylan's POV

I decided I would surprise y/n since I haven't seen her in a little over two months. I caught the late plane, which wasn't going to get in until almost 2 in the morning, but I didn't think she would mind.

I couldn't sleep on the plane and I felt the anticipation of seeing my baby again as I drove to our house.

Y/N POV

You slept for about 2 hours before something woke you up. The sound of the door opening downstairs.

Oh my god. Someone was breaking in.

You jumped from the bed, grabbing Dylan's bat from beside the bedside table before slowly opening the door and tiptoeing downstairs.

You held the bat close to you, preparing to take out someone twice your size with maybe a loaded gun.

You heard some rustling as you held the bat higher, ready to swing in about 2 seconds. You turned a corner, almost running into them, a loud scream erupting from you throat before them returning the favor. You almost noticed the loud octave immediately.

"Dyl?" The bat clattered to the floor. "Dylan, oh my god." You jumped onto him, holding him close to you. Tears were already falling as his scent filled your nose. You were crying into his shoulder, a mix of sobs and laughs in there.

You finally collected yourself, stepping back and switching a light on. You took in the familiar features of him, your eyes so happy to see him.

"Well damn. Did you get more beautiful or is it just me?" He smiles, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around you waist. You let out a giggle as he pushed his familiar lips against yours, the warmth you're so used to being without filled you again.

The two of you made out for a few minutes, enjoying each others lips against each others before he finally pulls back. "Were you really gonna hit me with a bat?"

"If you were an intruder," you kissed his lips quickly. "Hell yeah I would."

"Thank god I have a key then." He smiled as he picked you up over his shoulder and started running up the stairs.

God, were you glad you finally had him back.