Cancer Crew Shit

Air Mattress (Ian)

It had been an exhausting day, you had gone to Australia with your new boyfriend, Ian.
You had a great time hanging out with him and his friends, doing stupid shit all day.
After dinner you decided to shower then head to bed.
You walked over to Ian who was sitting in the living room, you walked up behind him and wrapped your arms around him.
He was editing, very busy by the looks of it.

"Ian I'm tired, come on." You teased and whined.

"Not now Y/N. I'm busy." He stared at his screen, not taking his eyes off the screen.

You sighed and walked off to the room you were staying in.
You knew this was his career so you decided it would be best to let him finish his work.
Plopping onto the air mattress, already in your pajamas.
You laid down on your side of the bed and snuggled up under the blankets.
It took you a good 45 minutes to fall asleep, seeing as you were in another country.
Eyes heavy, just dozing off, you were almost asleep..

BOOF!!

You nearly went flying in the air!

"HOLY SHIT!" You yelled as you fell back onto the mattress.

"Oh fuck, sorry Y/N!" Ian held back his laughter.

He had hopped onto the other side of the mattress, his weight sending you flying into the air.
The commotion had awoken the other boys, they came running in.

"Y/N are you okay!?" They all seemed worried.

Ian sat there laughing his ass off.

"It's fine, this faggot jumped on the mattress sending me flying." You groaned.

They all left the room. "Ian I swear if you pop my mattress you'll pay ya cunt!" Max shouted as they walked out closing the door.

You sighed laying back down, facing away from Ian, kinda annoyed at him.
He scooted closer spooning you and smiling.

"Aw I love you Y/N." He placed a kiss on your shoulder.

"I love you too, gay retard." You chuckled before falling asleep in his strong arms.

//UGH I LOVE HIM OKAY. HAVE SOME IAN.//