NateWantsToBattle Imagines

Sleepover

(You Can Pick What Age You Guys Are :3)

You heard a knock on your door and you walked over to it. Slowly, you opened the door to reveal Nate standing there, a bag in one hand, sleeping bag in the other. You smiled and motioned for him to come inside, opening the door a little more.

"Hey Nate!"

You said to him. Nate dropped his belongings on the floor.

"Hi Y/n. Where should I put my stuff?"

He asked, pointing to his bags. You picked up his green sleeping bag off of the ground and began to walk up the stairs that were behind you.

"Let's bring your stuff up to my room."

You said, almost at the top of the stairs. Nate picked up his bag once again and followed you upstairs and down the hall to your room. You dropped the sleeping bag on the floor next to your bed and Nate placed his bag in front of it. You both stood there for a few seconds in an awkward silence. Nate then sat bent down and opened his bag. He rustled through some things and then looked up at you with a grin.

"What?"

You said.

"I brought Cyndakill."

Nate said with a smile, pulling the small plush out of his bag. You laughed and Nate stood back up, Cyndakill in one hand.

"Hi Y/n!"

Nate said in the voice that he had made for Cyndakill. He moved him back and fourth to make it look like he was talking. You laughed.

"Hey Cyndakill."

You said, patting the pokemon plush on the head.

"Don't touch meee! I will destroy you!"

Nate said, waving Cyndakill in your face. You fell to the ground laughing, and Nate did too.

"Okay put him away for now."

You said, standing back up. Nate put Cyndakill on top of his bag and zipped it back slightly.

"So, what should we do first?"

Nate said, looking around the room.

"I'm not sure."

You replied, trying to think of something to do.

"Maybe there's something downstairs that we can do."

You said, leaving your room. Nate followed you once again down the stairs. You both entered the living room and looked around for something to do. Your gaze fixed on a video game console hiding in the corner next to the Tv. You walked over to it, but as you went to turn it on, something hit your head, making you turn around fast to see what it was. The first thing that you saw was Nate standing on the couch, holding one hand up to his mouth trying not to laugh too much. You then looked to your right and saw what hit you, a pillow. You rolled your eyes and then smiled, rushing over to the couch to grab a small pillow. You chucked it at Nate and he caught it, throwing it back at you. It missed you by only a few inches. As soon as the pillow hit the ground, you dived for it. You held onto it by one of the corners and flung it towards Nate, hitting him in the side. Nate fell to the ground, laughing and grabbed two pillows from the couch, which he had landed near. At the same time, he threw both of them at you, both pillows hitting you.

"Ok that's enough."

You said, throwing all of the pillows back onto the couch. Nate placed one pillow that he had been holding on the couch and walked over to you.

"Did I win? I'm pretty sure I did."

He said. You smiled and nodded.

"Yep, you got me."

Nate threw his hands in the air and then brought them back down. Once again, you walked over to the video game console and pressed the button to turn it on. Nate grabbed the remote and turned on the Tv. You both sat down on the ground and each grabbed a controller.

"What do you wanna play?"

You said, browsing through games.

"How about that one?"

Nate said, pointing to the Tv.

"Yeah okay."

You said, clicking on the game. You both played for about thirty minutes, shoving and yelling to each other each time one of you won. A little bit more time passed and you turned off the Tv.

"Let's go upstairs, I'm getting a little tired."

You said. Nate nodded in agreement. You both walked back upstairs and into your room. You grabbed some pajamas out of your drawer and walked into the bathroom to change. By the time you were done, Nate had also changed in your room. He was wearing green pajama pants and a t-shirt. You lay down on your bed and closed your eyes for a few seconds.

"You aren't going to sleep down here with me?"

Nate jokingly said. You looked down from your bed and saw Nate, already in his sleeping bag. He opened his bag and pulled Cyndakill out again.

"Don't make me come up there, lady. I will end you!"

He said, holding Cyndakill in front of his face as he talked in the Cyndakill voice. You laughed and rolled down onto the floor.

"Ok fine."

"Yay!"

Nate said, placing Cyndakill in between both of you.

"What time is it?"

Nate said while yawning.

"I'm pretty sure it's somewhere around midnight."

You replied, looking out your window to see nothing but pitch black darkness.

"Wow really?"

He said in disbelief.

"I guess we should go to bed then...after we make a pillow fort."

Nate said with a grin. You grinned as well and ran back downstairs after grabbing a small flashlight off of your nightstand. You heard Nate's footsteps behind yours as you ran back down to the living room. Nate grabbed a few large pillows and you grabbed a few more. Resting the flashlight on top of the large pile of pillows that you now had, you walked back up the stairs, this time Nate in front of you. You both placed pillows together and made sure that it was sturdy enough to stay up throughout the night. Nate stood back and admired the work that you both had done. You did too, resting your hands on your sides.

"Wow it looks amazing!"

You said, bending down to look inside.

"Yeah, we did a great job."

Nate said, holding out his hand. You gave Nate a high five and you then turned off the lights in your room, replacing it with the light from the flashlight. Holding the light in front of you, you made your way back to Nate. Nate covered himself more with his sleeping bag and you grabbed a pillow from your bed, placing it next to him. After pulling some sheets off of your bed, you set up your own makeshift bed on the floor next to Nate's. You both looked up at the pillow ceiling and you placed the flashlight in between two pillows that were making up the wall.

"Goodnight Y/n."

Nate said. You could hear the sleeping bag rustle as he turned over.

"Goodnight Nate."

You said, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep, a smile still present on your face.