Isaac Lahey Imagines

Part 48

If this imagine had a title, it would be Get your mind out of the gutter, I was talking about food! I'm back, guys!!! omg I missed writing and searching for the right gifs lol.... did ya miss me? because I surely missed all of you. School just finished yesterday and now I'm back to writing imagines. So here's a first short one, it's not requested... I just had this idea saved on my notes in my phone and just now had the time to properly write it. Hope you guys like this little short imagine ♥

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You felt a hand gently holding your ankle as the shoes were being removed, your socks following suit as he dropped them on the floor. Sighing against the soft pillow that smelled of his cologne, you buried your face deeper into it and felt the familiar comfort you would always feel whenever you were with him. Feeling the same hands travel up your back to your shoulders, you felt even more relaxed as Isaac kneaded the tense muscles, occasionally planting tender kisses on the back of your neck.

Turning around so you were lying on your back, you were met with the beautiful baby blue eyes you grew accustomed to seeing almost every single day-and will probably never get tired of. Leaning down closer, he closed the gap with his lips meeting yours in a soft and tender kiss. You felt him smile before he, much to your dismay, pulled away a bit too soon.

"How was your day?" You asked, your fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

"Tiring, you?" he said nonchalantly, enveloping your hands in his and leaning down to place a kiss on your knuckles.

"The usual." You answered with a heavy sigh, the day's work a little evident on your face the way it screamed for sleep to come to you. But compared to the werewolf, he seemed to have an even rougher day the way the dark circles under his eyes were much more obvious seeing that they didn't get to sleep at the overnight meeting that happened at the McCall household.

Once Isaac finally lied down, his head on your chest and arms wrapped around your middle, you began to comb your fingers through his curly hair and noticing that it seemed to have grown longer. The sigh you felt through your shirt indicated that he was starting to fall asleep, the exhaustion catching up on him.

"Come on, I know what will make you feel better," at those words, his eyes shot open and looked up at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't be dirty, I was talking about food." You laughed while he could only manage a wide smile, shaking his head and rolling off of you.

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Again, you can go ahead and request your imagines, no need to ask :) Also, I am doing a new thing (Well trying to be exact) where I would try and write on both of my imagines blog at the same time (Hope this turns out well for me though)