Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Camping

Y/n's POV:

"Aaron." I say sweetly as I sit down in his lap. Wrapping my arms around him as he readjusts in the camping chair. Looking up at me as I tried to be super giggly as I play with the wings of his hair. Smiling at how cute they were, sticking out of his beanie all cute like.

"Yes?" He smiled. I bit my bottom lip, watching his eyes.

"Will you roast me a marshmallow?" I whispered. He laughed, before pulling me closer and showering my cheek with kisses.

"I guess." He sighed playfully. He picked me up and placed me back down on the chair as he walking over the cooler full of food. I looked up at the stars, my eyes trailing over the tree line.

"I love this." I whisper, tucking my feet up onto the chair. I heard Aaron walk back over, and crouch over the fire. Making me bring my gaze back to his figure.

This shadows of the fire making beautiful shapes and shadows on him. It's orange and yellow ribbons curling around the logs. Aaron put two fluffy marshmallows on the stick, and held them carefully over the flames. I smiled as he looked over at me.

"I love it too." He said, smiling as he looked back over at the marshmallows. Turning them and checking them till they were perfect. Aaron was a professional at making the perfect marshmallow, compared to me when every time I tried, mine decided to catch on fire.

Aaron pulled the stick away from the fire and came back over to the chair. I stood up, and let him sit down before I sat on his lap again. His warm sweatshirt hugging me as close, and keeping me warm. He took the marshmallow off the stick and handed to me, licking his fingers when the sticky white fluff leaked out. Then grabbing his own, and eating it.

After finishing our treat, I began to be tired and leaned my head on Aaron's shoulder. Curling up against him, as he watched the fire. His arms holding me close for warmth. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips touch my skin sweetly.

"We should call it a night." He whispered against my skin. I nodded, but instead of getting up, I curled more into him. Making him chuckle, as his arms held me tighter.

"Come on love." He said, helping stand up on my own feet. "We have a nice warm bed in the tent we can sleep on." He added, pointing to the little tent tucked in between a few pine trees.

"You go ahead. I'll put out the fire and put the food away." He said, picking up my chin with his finger tips. Then pecking my lips a few times, as he curled his fingers into my hair. Sighing as he pulled away.

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Expect Part 2 tonight :)