Adam Gontier Imagines

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You're lounging around downstairs whilst your boyfriend, Adam, is upstairs. You get a text...

Adam: are u awake?
You: no I'm sleeping
Adam: do u want food or something?
You: yes. I want food and something
Adam: I wanna snuggle
You: then come downstairs
Adam: u come upstairs
You: too far

You don't get a text back, but it says he read it. After a minute, you hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
"You're lucky I love you," he says, coming into the living room. His hair is a mess, and you just want to run your fingers through it.
"Mmm that I am," you respond sleepily, putting your phone on the table and opening your arms. He rolls his eyes playfully before coming over to where you are on the couch. He climbs onto the couch beside you, lying down, and you turn around so you're facing him. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest. You breathe in his scent—the faint smell of cigarettes mixed the musky and sweet smell that's uniquely Adam. You wrap your arms around him before putting your leg over both of his. Your body is flush against his, and the warmth of his body is comforting.
"What do you want for dinner?" he asks softly, and you look at him.
Putting a hand on his face, you reply, "Anything's okay." You run your thumb over his soft lips, and he smiles. You giggle before pressing your lips to his and tangling your hand in his hair. Your stomach erupts in butterflies, just as it does every time you kiss him.
"I'm so happy," he mumbles against your lips, making you smile.
"Me, too." You pull away slightly and look into his beautiful blue eyes. "I love you, Adam."
"I love you, too, y/n."

A/N
Mhmm a fanfic wasn't enough to satisfy my need to write about Adam. Oops