Boyfriend Imagines

Just a Little Bit

Ring Ring Ring

You look at your phone. It was H/N.

I thought he was at a party? You thought.

You picked up the phone. You could hear the music blasting.

"Heyyy babyyy." He slurred his words.

"Hey. Have you been drinking?" You asked amused.

"Maybe," he took a long pause," just a little." He laughed at the end.

"Okay. What did you need?"

"I need you to come get me."

You looked at the clock. It read 12:36.

"Okay. You're lucky I live on my own. My parents would not have let me do this." You say.

"That's why I love you."

"I love you too." You say hanging up the phone.

You get into your car and drive to his friends house. You arrive and the house it packed! There are people running around and people are drunk. You get out and go up to the door. When you get in it is full of dancing people. You begin to shimmy around people to get to the kitchen where you can see H/N's friend.

All of the sudden someone grabs your butt and pulls you close. You stiffen up and look who it is. You have never even seen this guy.

"Let's dance babe." He says pulling hug you even closer.

"No thank you." You try to push him away but he only grips you tighter." Please let go of me."

"I just wanna dance." He was clearly intoxicated.

"I don't. Now let go of me." You say sternly.

"Maybe I don't want to!" Right after he finished his sentence a fist flew past you and hit the guy.

He fell to the ground. You look up and it's H/N there to save the day. He wrapped his arm around you.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm fine."

You two begin to leave. You had to help him to your car. He opened the door and got in. You circle around and get in on the driver side. You notice he can't get the buckle in the clicker. You giggle a bit as he becomes frustrated.

"Here let me do it." You take it from his hands and click it. He looks at you and smiles. You stroke his hair out of his face.

You begin to drive down the road. You notice he looks kinda green.

"Pull over." He says where you barely hear him.

You quickly pull over and unbuckle him. He get out of the car and runs to the grassy area. You can hear that his stomach is being emptied. You get out and walk over to him and beginning to stroke his back. He finishes and stands up. He starts to cry.

"W-what's wrong?" You ask concerned.

"I don't feel good." He says.

You reach up and hug him." Okay let go home and get you to bed."

You help him into the car and kiss his cheek. You drive home and get him out of the car. He takes your hand and you lead him upstairs to your room.

"Let get you out of these clothes." You say lifting his shirt. Next you help him take off his pants." Do you want to take a shower?"

"Y-yes."

You turn on the water, get him a towel, and find him some clean clothes. While he takes a shower you get ready for bed. You here a thud. You quickly make your way to the bathroom and knock on the door.

"Are you okay?!" You ask trying to get in but the door is locked.

"Yes." He sounded pitiful.

You could here he was throwing up. It broke your heart. After he finished you heard him get in the shower again. After a few minutes the water stopped.

"Do you need help?" You knocked on the door.

"No." He never wanted help. All you could do was let him do it himself. You sat on the bed and waited.

He open the door and stumbled to the bed.

"Did you brush your teeth?" You asked stoking his hair.

"Mhum." He hummed.

"Good." You said.

You two just sat there for awhile. His head was in you lap and you were stoking his face and hair. After a while you got him under the covers. He pulled you close. You both fell asleep.