again [dylan o'brien] [1] ✔️

25.

brooke was in her new apartment. she had to move out of the shared house. there were too many memories of her and chris. the happiness, sadness, anger, laughter, it was all in her old home. so now, she is in her new apartment, sitting on the white couch. she had a glass of wine in her hand and a tv remote in the other. it was 8:58 pm and her show began in two minutes. she flipped to the mtv channel and got cozy under her fuzzy blanket. she was wearing no makeup and she had on her sweatpants and a shawn mendes t-shirt. she loves her some shawn. as soon as the "previously on teen wolf" was said, she heard a knock on her wooden door.

she got up and opened the door. of course it was dylan standing in the doorway. "hey brookie."  he said.

"hey dyl." she replied.

"watching teen wolf i see." he said. "mind if i join?"

"come on dyl." she said, grabbing his hand and leading him inside. they sat on the couch once again and brooke laid on his chest, her legs spread out beside her.

dylan was attempting to braid her hair but ended up failing miserably. "dyl you are going to tie my hair into a knot."

"nah it will be cute."

"freak." she said sitting up.

"but i'm your freak." he said with a goofy grin.

"you aren't wrong."

"you're so cute b." dylan admitted.

"so are you dyl." she said, looking up into his eyes and smiling.

"brooke i still love you. and i know that you just got out of a relationship but i want you to know that i will wait for a week, a month, a year, or the rest of my life if it means i get to be with you." dylan confessed. "you make me happy brooke. i can't imagine my life without you with me an-"

he was cut off by brooke kissing his lips. the kiss became more aggressive and passionate as each second went on. dylan laid her down on the couch and her legs wrapped around his waist. his hands traveled up and down her slim body, going under her shirt each time they went back up. her hands tugged on the hem of his shirt, begging him to remove it. dylan pulled away to speak. "are you sure you want to do this?"

"i've never been more sure of anything in my whole life dyl." she said. "because, i love you too." 

and with that confirmation, dylan kissed her again. she tugged at his shirt again and he lifted it up over his head and threw it on the ground. brooke stopped him from kissing her and got up motioning dylan to follow her. she pulled him into the bedroom and they began to kiss again. he wrapped his hands around her body and neck assuring that there was no space in between them. he hit her legs, telling her to jump. she jumped up and dylan held her, holding her butt with his hands. he laid her down on the bed so he was on top of her and began to take off her shirt.

she allowed him to and they continued kissing.

***

an hour later, they were laying in between the bed sheets, her legs laced with his. dylan was stroking her hair while she drew circles on his bare chest.

"i love you dyl."

"i love you too brookie."

"no i mean like i really love you. that's why i never loved chris the same, i love you. you are the person who i want to fall asleep to at night. you are the person who can make me truly happy. you are the person that i feel madly in love with but was too scared to tell you. i am 100% without a doubt in love with you dylan o'brien."

"i am in love with you too brooke reed." he said back. "now will you please be mine already?"

"of course dyl." she said. "but can we not go public with it at first? i don't want to have more hate to add to the hate that i already get for the break-up with chris."

"of course babe." he said smiling. "as long as i have you, i am a happy man."

brooke moved her neck up to kiss him which then induced a round two.