Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

The Bet: Part 2

Y/n's POV:

"Y/n!" Aaron screamed from the bathroom.

"Yeah?!" I yell, at the top of my lungs from the couch downstairs. A smile crossing my lips as I heard the bathroom door creak open.

"Can you get me a towel?!" He yelled back. I laughed, getting up from the couch and walking upstairs.

"That's kind of important isn't it?" I say as I passed the bathroom door to the linen closet.

"Don't make fun." Aaron said, peaking his head out of the door. I pulled a towel out and walked back to the door. He smiled and carefully reached his arm out for the towel. I pulled it back though. Making him reach his whole arm length into the hallway.

"Y/n.." He groaned. I giggled.

"Give me a kiss for the towel." I smirk.

"Oh no," He said pulling his arm back. "I'm not falling for that. I plan on winning this bet." He said, smiling.

"Oh well that's too bad," I say playing with the end of the towel. "I guess you don't get to have the towel then." I say, walking away.

"Y/n!" He called. "Come back."

I turned around and looked at him. Finally walking back, when he gave me his sad look. I laughed.

"What is it baby boy?"

"Give me your hand." I raised an eyebrow. "Just do it please." He said, water droplets rolling down his chest. I gave him my hand, and he pressed his lips to my knuckles. Kissing them each genuinely. I smiled, tossing him the towel.

"Thank you love."

"No problem you charming cheater." I smirk, before heading back down stairs.

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"Aaron," I say, rubbing his back. After he got dressed he had come down stairs, and cuddled into my chest as I finished a movie. He had fallen asleep, his arms softly around me. His hair wild from me playing with it.

His cheek pressed against the bare part of my chest. A small snore escaped his lips, as he slept soundly. I smiled as I continued to play with his hair. I rubbed his back again.

"Come on baby," I say holding his head close to me as I moved my legs out from under him. "Let's go upstairs."

He groaned, as I pulled him up. We held hands as I walked ahead of him, his slow pace telling me how tired he was. We reached the bedroom, and I crawled into the bed.

Aaron slipped off his shirt, before crawling next to me. His arms wrapped under my neck and my waist as he snuggled into my back.

"Goodnight." I whisper. Feeling weird that we wouldn't be sharing a goodnight kiss. We shared one every night. And I was sure that I wouldn't be able to fall asleep because of it.

"Y/n?" Aaron said, softly. His voice gravely and rough.

"Yeah?" I whisper. Lacing our fingers together.

"Can I have a kiss?" He said, hopefully. "I don't care about the bet anymore."

I turned around to him, and smiled as I put my hands on the back of his neck. I leaned in and presses my lips to his softly.

We both sighed. I kissed him softer, making up for the ones we missed. Aaron kissed back, pleased by the affection. Snaking his arms around me, he pecked my lips over and over. Finally pulling away.

"That's better." He said, snuggling into my neck. "Now I can sleep."