Imagines

Fuck You Thunder - CC Imagine

Your best friend CC came over so you don’t get scared. Your family is out and a storm is coming so you called him over to keep youe company and hopefully stay the night.

"Hey CC, can I ask a favour?" you asked over the phone, biting your lip.
“Yeah, sweetie, shoot!"
“My parents are at their friends’ house for a game of cards and my bro is out. They said there might be a storm later tonight and I hate being alone. Wanna sleep over?"
You heard a chuckle on the other side of the phone.
“Yeah, sure, I’ll be right over. Meet me halfway in five?"
“Sure thing, under the lamp?"
“The usual, yup"
“See ya!" you chimed and hung up, going upstairs and throwing on a Black Veil Brides hoodie you had gotten made for you and slipped into black skinnies. Your hair was in a messy bun and you sprinted out the door to meet CC.

"Hey there, darling" CC sneaked up behind you and hugged you tightly around your stomach while you pulled the headphones out of your ears and turned your head to his. Your cheek and his lips smashed into eachother.
“Hey to you too!" you said and wiggled in his embrace so you can wrap your arms around his neck and noticed a sports bag with the BVB logo on it.
“Ready for a sleep over, I see" you said sounding sattisfied as you pulled out of the hug and took his hand.
“Yup, I have a spare pillow, a bag of microwave popcorn and a huge bar of chocolate" he said with a bright laughter which caused you to smile and giggle like an idiot.
“Good. But before all that,-"
“What the fuck was that sound??" CC’s eyes widened as you were interruptes by your growling stomach, it was very unhappy and hungry.
You laughed at him and explained “That’s what I was trying to say. My parents left me alone and without a dinner, dad said I gotta make something and I was too lazy."
“Pancakes" CC exclaimed happily
“Only!" you pointed your index finger in warning “If we don’t make a huge mess. If we do, you’re the cleaning lady" you finished and stuck your tongue out at him.
He replied in the same matter, wiggling his long tongue in front of your face before pulling it in and both of you started laughing like crazy.

"I’m gonna put the bag in your room, you get the ingredients and make me a nice, warm cup of milk, will ya?" he shouted while running up the stairs.
“Okay!" you replied and grabbed the things you needed for making pancakes.
You took a carton of milk and emptied it in two huge cups, one said [Y/N] and the other CC, both black with white gothic lettering. You put then in the microwave to heat the milk and started making the pancake mix as you heard light footsteps coming down. He was already in his pyjamas. Baggy sweatpants and a plain black, cotton t-shirt ontop.
“Hey, what ya doin’?" he sat down on the bar stool next to the counter and ate some chips beside and watched you make the mix.
“What do you think I’m doing?" you smirked and slid your hand into the flour jar.
“Getting you dirty!" you screamed and threw a handful of flour in his face.
He gasped and you looked at your masterpiece. You were pleased. “Just as if you were about to go on stage" you laughed as he rushed to the mirror in the hallway.
You heard a loud gasp coming from the hall and heavy footsteps following right afterwards.
“Shit." you took your aipreen off and ran through the kitchen door, into the hallway, but you were stopped brutally fast as you smashed into CC.
He looked you in the eye and the left side of his lips curled into an evil smirk.
“No, CC, no, no!" you screamed and laughed as you turned to run away, but his arms were too quick. He gripped you tight and swung you in the air, walking over to the couch. You kicked and fought, but your hands were by your sides, trapped beneath his arms.
He flung you onto the couch and sat up on your lap.
“Flour fight? Seriously, [Y/N], I thought we were only having a pilow fight!" he laughed but then did the most horrible thing ever.
“Aaah! No! Stop, p-p-please! Ah!" you kicked and squirmed and laughed until you were out of breath.
“That’s what you get for flouring me up!" his slender fingers were digging into your stomach, tickling you.
“Enough?" he said after you started coughing as a result of laughing so hard, your abs started hurting like hell.
“Y-y-yeees!" you giggled and he moved his hands from you.
“No more flour, okay?" he warned with a smile and you couldn’t help but to smile back.
“Promise! Turn the TV on, please, Rock chart is on. You’re number one, Revelation!" he did as told and Revelation was on.
You went to the kitchen again and started making the pancakes and when the first one was done, you put it on a plate for CC and held it up in the air.
“CC-"
“Thanks!" he smiled and took the plate before you could even tell him it was filled with Nutella and you took the milk out of the microwave and gave him his cup.
“Oooh, Nutella" he licked his lips as he took a bite and you laughed again, he still had the flour on his face and now the Nutella on his lips, he really looked like he was going to a concert.
“Don’t you dare! After you’re done, we’re gonna go watch a movie, okay?"
“But the storm…" you whined
“I will open the curtains and you can watch it, I know how much you love it" he winked and ate the rest of the pancake. You had small talk as he gulped a dozen pancakes and a two cups of milk, leaving as many for you and as much milk.

"All ready. Put it in!" you told CC.
“Which movie you wanna watch?" he asked bending over the night stand by the couch that held the DVD’s.
“Uhmm, The Ring? I never watched that one!"
“Cause you’re a fucking coward" he replied sarcasticaly but laughed afterwards, he was only joking.
“But I have you to protect me now, don’t I?"
“You do sweetie" he said as he plopped by your side, putting an arm around your neck and gave you a kiss in your hair.
You threw a warm blanket over both of you and cuddled closer to him.
“Shall we?" he asked while getting the remote that was laying beside him. You nodded slightly and dug into your pancakes. He stole a few bites every now and then, but you ate most of them.

Whenever there was a scary scene, you’d push your face into the crook of his neck and he would always pull you closer to him and rubbed your shoulder with a laugh “It’s okay, it’s just a movie."

You started trembling and he looked at you with a soft expression on his face, eyes full of love and worry.

“Do you wanna stop watching it?" he asked sounding almost heartbroken and you quickly nodded, still burried in his strong frame when he picked you up bridal style and made his way to your bedroom.
“The storm is coming, wanna watch the thunder?" CC smiled and nodded towards the bedroom window like the Joker as a lightning lit your room through the curtains.
“Hell yeah" you whispered and looked over at the window but shook again when you realised that the thunder afterwards is going to be loud. The ligthning flashed as bright as the full moon and it was soon followed by a piercing thunder like a shot from a gun. You gasped and burried your face in CC’s chest.
“Maybe some other time, let’s get you to bed so I can go and take the spare matress from your brother’s room"
“Are you fucking kidding? You are NOT leaving me. I’m gonna cuddle with you until the storm is over, the thunder is so fucking loud!" you said and he was taken back slightly.
“I thought you loved thunderstorms" his eyebrows furrowed and confusion visible in his eyes as another lightning striked.
“Not this loud" you laughed and jumped as the thunder rampaged through your street again.
“Get me to bed, now" you said sternly and CC did as told, sliding in behind you and pulled you towards him with his arm around your stomach. You snuggled as close to him as you could and covered yourself with the blanket up to your nose. It was mid fall and it was already chilly at night and you used it to hide under it every time the thunder growled outside your house and CC rubbed your waist everytime you hid to give you comfort.
“Thanks for being so nice to me and staying here even though I’m insane" you smiled and put your arm on his.
“It’s okay buddy, you mean the world to me, why should I leave my best friend alone in her insanity?" he replied and laughed making you giggle “Yes, that would be unfair, I agree" you both laughed again and talked about random stuff till the storm passed.

Thunder roared quietly one last time vanishing into the clear sky it left behind. You stuck your middle finger in the air in the direction where the last lightning striked, claiming your victory and closed your eyes.
“Tired, [Y/N]?" he cooed and shook you playfully.
“Like shit. See you tomorrow, I can’t open my eyes back up!" you laughed and felt his warm breath on your shoulder through the thick fabric of the hoodie.
“Night, sweet dreams" he kissed your shoulder and with that, you slipped into a peaceful dream.