Thomas Sanders Imagines

Babysitting

You were all dressed up and prepared. After taking a glance in the mirror and giving yourself a nine out of ten, you sauntered out your bedroom. Your sister was downstairs watching the television when you got down and as you went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, she asked you question rhetorically.

"Someone's got a date?"

A smile appeared in your lips, "I guess so,"

"Oh please," she said without taking her eyes off the television, "There's no need to deny it."

"All right fine," you surrendered, "We're going to the movies."

"Aww that's sweet," she uttered, "What movie are you watching?"

"No idea," you answered, "Any kind would do. What are you watching by the way?"

"I can't believe you're still asking that,"

You sighed, "That again? How many times have you watched that show?" Your sister is an avid fan of Game of Thrones.

"Don't question my fandom (Y/N)," she warned jokingly, "But seriously just go on your date with Thomas. Now leave me alone."

You laughed and went outside the house. You were just stepping down the porch when you heard your phone ring from your purse. You took it out and was quite astounded to see Thomas's name flashing in the screen.

"Hey," you greeted.

"Oh hey baby," he responded, "Where are you now?"

"I'm still in the house," you answered, "But I'm on my way."

"Yeah, about that," he paused, "I'm so sorry but we have to cancel."

You literally felt your heart sank, "Oh, that's okay but why?"

You heard him sighed from the other line, "Well, some of my relatives came unexpectedly this morning – or maybe I was the only one uninformed about it. Anyway, they went out somewhere with my parents and they left me here with their kid."

You can't help but chuckle," Wait, you're babysitting now?" Picturing Thomas taking care of a kid was really cute.

"Come on, they forced me to," he asserted, "So, could you come over here instead?"

You giggled, "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

The drive didn't take long, and as soon as you parked your car in front Thomas' house, his figure immediately showed up from the front porch with a grin on his face. You stepped out and he was already walking towards you with open arms and you crashed into them blissfully; your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your waist. He lift you up while turning around.

"Miss me?" He teased and you raised your head up to his face.

You winked in reply before your lips closed the distance between his. It was only a peck, the slightest bit of touches and when you pulled away, he leaned closer continuing the kiss. A chuckle escaping in between kisses.

He held your hand as you walked inside. There was a small little girl playing with her dolls in the living room. Thomas called her and she excitedly got up and walked towards you. She has brown hair that was tied in a ponytail and large green eyes that stared at you shyly but lovingly.

"(Y/N), this is Amelia," Thomas said and moved beside her, putting his hand on her shoulder, "And Amelia, this is (Y/N). She's the one I talked about."

Amelia turned her head sideways and gestured for him to lean down. He did as he was bid and she whispered to him with her hand covering the side of her mouth. You can't help but hear her say 'she's very pretty.' A blush crept out of Thomas' cheeks instantly and you did all your best to try not to laugh. It was one of his best assets.

"She is," Thomas purposely whispered loud enough for you to hear and it was your turn to blush.

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