Omaha Boys Imagines

forbidden | wilkinson

Your twin brother Hayes' eyes crinkle at the corners as he laughs at Gilinsky's lame joke. "That's so funny bro," he says. Gilinsky's eyes light up as he begins telling more jokes. You half heartedly laugh, but you aren't really paying attention. You're too busy looking at your boyfriend Sammy sleeping on the couch across from you.

His dyed hair falls into his face; his long eyelashes twitch every once in a while. His arms are crossed across his chest, like a hug. Every time his finger twitches, you smile. I wonder what he's dreaming about.

"Earth to Y/N. Hello?" Hayes waves an obnoxiously large hand in front of your face. You snap out of your daze and stare at him.

"What?"

"Did you hear what I said?"

"No?" You take a sneaky glance at Sammy, who is still asleep.

"I said, 'why did the chicken cross the road? Cause he did it for the Vine!" Hayes snorts loudly at his own joke.

"Haha," you say, not really interested.

The thing is, you've been dating Sammy for over a year but no one knows. Not even Hayes, who you tell everything. Sammy just happens to be 20 years old, and considering the age difference, Hayes would be pissed if he found out. Not to mention, Gilinsky, Johnson, your older brother Nash, and Cameron wouldn't be particularly happy either.

Sammy suddenly wakes up on the couch opposite you. He rubs his eyes before looking around. He catches sight of you and smiles widely, making you smile too. He sits up on the couch, before speaking up.

"Hey Y/N, will you show me where the bathroom is?" Sammy asks.

"Dude, you were literally here last week. You know where it is," Hayes says, confused.

"Well I didn't use the bathroom when I came last week," Sammy argues. Hayes shrugs and starts talking to Gilinsky again. You stand up and motion for him to follow you.

"You know where the bathroom is, Sammy," you say, making sure no one can hear.

"Yeah, but I wanted to have some time with you," he says. You walk into the bathroom, locking the door as Sammy walks in. Immediately, he picks you up and leans you on the wall. Your legs wrap around his wait and he begins kissing you passionately. Surprised, it takes you a few seconds to register what's happening, but you start kissing him back. He smiles in to the kiss, and presses you against the wall harder. Your wrap your arms tightly around his neck, enjoying every second.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on the door. "Oh shit," Sammy says, pulling away from you. Your drop to the ground on your feet, and nervously look towards the door.

"Yo Sammy? You still in there? Where's Y/N?"

"Fucking cockblock Hayes," Sammy mumbles. You hit him on the arm, and he playfully gives you a pouty face. "Yeah Hayes, I'm still in here," he hollers.

"Is Y/N in there?"

Sammy hesitates in answering, and there is a long silence.

"Sammy, open the door."

"Oh shit, hide in the shower," Sammy whispers to you. Nodding, you jump into the shower and close the curtain. You crouch down and listen. Sammy opens the door, and Hayes bursts into the bathroom.

"She's not here? Where is she?" Hayes says.

"I don't know, bro. She showed me to the bathroom and then she left."

"Okay. Whatever," Hayes says, leaving. You exhale deeply, ecstatic that he didn't find you.
Sammy shuts the door and locks it before opening the shower curtain.

"We almost got caught," he says breathlessly. You nod, your heart still beating.

"I know. I was so scared that he might look in here," you say.

"When are you going to tell him we're dating?" Sammy asks.

You shrug. "I don't know. But for now, I like it like this. It's more fun, you know, sneaking around and stuff."

"You've always loved stuff like this in movies," Sammy chuckles. He presses a kiss to your cheek. "I love you so much. It doesn't matter that no one knows. It doesn't change my feelings for you."