Martin Garrix Imagines

Truth or dare

A/N: Dirty scenes are included. Read on your own risk. <3 xx

You and Martin have been dating for three months now. After some weeks of not seeing each other, you finally are reunited again.
It's the first time that you visit him in his hometown Amsterdam, where he owns a flat.

It's a warm June night, you and Martin just came back home from a nice day strolling around Amsterdam, where he showed you all possible places. In the end you watched the sunset on a boat, what was very romantic.

It's around 10 in the night, when you and Martin walk to the balcony and sit down on a comfortable couch. Martin's flat is on the 6th floor, what gives you an amazing view over Amsterdam. The view during day already took your breath away, but seeing the city at night makes you fall in love with it.
For a while you and Martin just sit on the balcony looking at the view, but after some time Martin gets up and walks to the kitchen.
You stay on the balcony, thinking about all possible things.

All of a sudden you feel something cold pressed against your neck.
You raise your gaze to meet Martin's eyes staring at you, a smile forms on his lips.
"Here, I thought you are maybe thirsty.", he says and hands you a Somersby cider.
He sits down again, in one hand he holds a bottle of Somersby and with the other one he pulls you closer into a hug.
You place your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. A beautiful silence takes over, you two just sit there and listen to the late night traffic.

"Do you know what?", he says after a while and takes a sip of the cider.
"What?"
"There is nothing I would rather do now than just being here with you."
"Really?", you counter with a chuckle.
"Yeah, I really appreciate this moment now."
"This sounds new to me.", you tell smiling.
"Well, there is a lot about me that would surprise you."
"What about truth or dare?", you challenge him with a smirk.
"Okay, let's do it with this bottle.", he says and sits down on the ground, drinking the whole bottle up.
You follow him with your drink in your hand.
"I want to spin the bottle first.", you protest and take his empty bottle.
You place it on the ground and spin it as fast as you can. The bottle rotates for a while and stops in front of you.
"Okay, truth or dare?", Martin asks you with a playful grin.
"Mmmmh...dare.", you tell and take a big sip of your drink, preparing yourself for the upcoming challenge.
"Okay, stand up and scream "I love Martin Garrix"."
"Oh damn you.", you sigh and stand up.
You walk to the railing and place your bottle on the wall, leaning a little bit foward.
"But isn't this suspicous?", you ask trying to distract him.
"No, just do it.", he says with a smirk.
So embarrassing.
"I LOVE MARTIN GARRIX!!!", you scream as loud as possible, making Martin laugh quietly.
"I fucking hate you.", you mutter as you sit down again.
"I hate you too.", he counters and spins the bottle, which points at you again.
"HEY THIS IS NOT FAIR!", you whine.
"It is hahaha.", he replies laughing.
"Okay then truth.", you say pissed.
"What was your first thought about me?"
"When I met you for the first time I thought that you are very childish, this is why your deep side suprises me so much.", you tell honestly.
"But I adore your childishness.", you add, getting a smile of Martin in return.
"Okay, it's your turn to spin.", he says and gives you the bottle.
The bottle rotates and stops somewhere between you and Martin. Quickly you move it a little bit, so that it shows in Martin's direction.
"And you tell me that I am childish?", he counters.
"Yeah, what?! Don't be so shy, truth or dare?"
"Okay, truth."
"Why did you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"What kind of stupid question...because I obviously love you. I don't know, you are special to me. You managed to make me think different about some things. You showed me how important it is to have somebody, who knows you better than you know yourself."
"Okay, now you can spin the bottle.", you tell after a moment of silence, his words impressed you a lot.

Martin takes the bottle and lets it rotate quickly. The bottle slows down and stops in front of you.
"Dare.", you say not letting him ask what you want to choose.
"Hmmm okay...twerk to a song you want."