Ryan Sitkowski One Shots

Traffic- (Song Based Imagine)

⚠️This goes to the song⚠️: Traffic by Denim Blue and Miclain Keith.

Y/N pov
I'm back in this city of streetlights and dust
Here from the asphalt and sidewalks we trust
I looked up as my black boots pounded against the grayish sidewalks in Scranton, My Y/H/C blowing lightly in the chilly fall air. His bands music trailing lightly in my earbuds. The small cornfields near his humble abode, followed by the street light above my head illuminating my body casting a shadow.

My greatest temptation on the back of my mind
The only thing I thought about on the 10 minute walk was him my biggest temptation slithering in the back of my mind. His smile, how his hands would move when he talked, his everything.

Seeing your face, I'm falling again
My hand raising to knock on his whitish, brownish faded colored door. Rocking back and fourth on my heels, subconsciously biting my lip as I wait for the tatted male to open the door. His face brightens as he sees me standing on the front porch. My smile getting wider as my love grows more before he went on tour.

Longing for time, I've got some to spend
"So how long are you able to stay babe?" His voice flowed through out my ears. I glanced over at the clock "Eh I've got more than enough time to spend with you Ryan" he smiled a toothy grin as he leand down and kissed me, his smooth soft lips connecting with my like puzzle pieces.

Hold on to you, like a bad habit
"So you wouldn't mind if I did thi-" I felt his arm go around my legs "RYAN!" I felt him spin me around bridal style. The whole house being filled with laughs and my squeals.
I felt my feet hit the ground, stumbling lightly. "Youre suck a dork Sitkowski" his grin making me chuckle as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Eh, only for you" followed by me rolling my eyes "youre so cheesy." Leaning up I placed a kiss on his jaw. His brown eyes reflecting the light. Pulling my lip between my teeth, 'Damn such a bad habit'

Inhaling that perfume and look in your eye
Waiting for the panic all at once
My head laying on his chest as some shitty comedy movie played, both of us not paying attention to it. "Did you know you smell really fucking good?!" A deep chuckle was followed by his own comment. "No but at least I don't smell like a sweat sock" both of us erupting in laughs.

My eyes trailing to Ryans digital clock in his room. "Shit, Fuck." I shot up pulling the blanket of my body as I threw one of Ryans sweatshirts on. "Ryan babe" his groan filling the closed room. "I gotta go" he groggily got up pulling me close, "Why?" He asked dragging the y out. "I have to get home to feed and take care of Y/C/N." Another groan left his mouth as he walked me to his front door.
"So I'll see you tomorrow if not the day after?" A smile formed on my face as I turned towards my beloved boyfriend. "Yes! Now let me get home" I rolled my eyes as I gave him a kiss turning on my heels, walking down his driveway. "CALL ME WHEN YOU GET HOME!" I threw my hand up signaling a 'yes mom' hand motion. "LOVE YOU!" A smile finding its way on my lips as I turned back and yelled "LOVE YOU TOO SITKOWSKI."

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Hopefully this was good. The song is Traffic by Denim Blue and Miclain Keith. You can follow my Motionless In White account on Insta: Elaina.Miw Requests are still open!! ·Elaina