37: Steve Imagine

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"Hey, hot stuff," you greeted you boyfriend, Steve. You had to say it pretty loud because the radio was playing at a fairly high volume.

You came to visit him at the DX, and he had been bent over working in the engine of a car when you found him.

He stood upright and turned around. A smile spread across his face. "Y/N, what're you doing here?" When you walked closer to him, he added "I'm covered in oil, so unless you wanna get that pretty outfit of yours dirty, you might just wanna kiss me."

You giggled and pecked him on the lips. "So what're you doing?" You walked over to a bench and sat down, picking up a wrench and twirling it around in your fingers.

He shook his head slightly. "Well, I was at the carnival, but now I was thinking about starting up my own restaraunt," he answered sarcastically.

"Ha ha ha," you replied dryly. "I meant, what exactly are you fixing or whatnot."

He gave a short laugh. "I'm just changing the oil in the car. Nothing too difficult."

You nodded, picking up a tire pressure gauge and carelessly looking over it before replacing it with some other tool.

The song on the radio changed to a song that you recognized the second it began.

You shot up. "Steve, it's our song!" You went over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind him. "Please dance with me."

He turned around in your arms and smiled down at you. "Alright." He took your right hand in his left and put his other hand on your waist.

You two slowly danced around the garage. Your dance extended past just the one song; it went on for about three more songs.

An apprehensive cough from the opened door in the working garage startled you both. "Excuse me. Yes. As cute as you two are, and you are very cute, I need my car done already," the woman on the doorway stated.

Steve rushed back to the car, but only after he made sure to kiss you. "Right. I'm sorry, ma'am. I'll get it done real soon." By then he was speaking into the car.

The woman came over to you. "A man that will stop what he's doing to pay attention to you is a good one. Keep him." She winked at you as you smiled, glancing back at Steve.

"Yeah. I think I will," you replied before walling out of the  garage. "Goodbye, ma'am."

Wooo! Another one down. I hope you guys like this one. I seriously know little to nothing about cars, so I just used terms I picked up from my parents and other people bit nothing too specific. M'kay.

~Mariah

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