"Dylaaaaan!" You yell through the apartment. "Why are you shouting, I'm right here." Dylan says suddenly standing behind you with his arms around your waist. You are standing in front of the counter a little stressed. "What is it honey?" He asks resting his head on your shoulder. "Did you forget the photo shoot? We have to be there in half an hour! And I'm looking for my phone! I don't know where it is but I'm sure it just chimed. Ugh!" "Relax honey! Your phone is right here. And no I did not forget about the photo shoot." He holds the phone in front of your face. "Where was it?" "In the back pocket of your jeans sweetheart. Now calm down, you're stressed out." Still feeling his strong chest against your back he starts massaging your shoulders. A slight moan escapes your mouth. "You like that?" Dylan whispers. Suddenly you feel his soft lips on your neck placing small kisses on your skin. "I do but we have to go now otherwise they'll start the photo shoot without you!" "I highly doubt that." He chuckles.
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"Yeah could you just look a little more into the camera?" The photographer says while you stand next to him watching Dylan when the water starts to run over his body. His blue shirt is soaked and glued to his body. You can't take your eyes off of him and his muscular body. "Could you take this for a minute? I'll be right back." The photographer suddenly hands you the camera and storms off. "You're drooling." Dylan laughs shortly. "No I'm not! I'm just admiring my boyfriends body." Laughing again he looks down when the photographer comes back snatching the camera out of your hands. After a while the photographer and his crew announce that they are finished. The water stops and Dylan runs his fingers through his hair. He walks slowly towards you while distracting you with a conversation. "I think I'd like to have sushi for dinner tonight." "Well, then it's sushi I guess." He laughs. Unexpectedly he pulls you close wrapping his arms tightly around your body. Softly he presses your body against his causing your clothes to get soaked too. "Dylan! Are you freaking serious right now?!" You whine. "You idiot! I'm wearing a white shirt!" "Well, I gotta admit, I did not think about that obviously." He quickly wraps the towel in his hands around you covering up your upper body. "Wait here, just a sec." Dylan chuckles a little before pecking your lips and running off. After a short while he comes back with a grey sweater of his in his hands. "Here. There you go." Quickly you put it on giving Dylan a glare. "Sorry!" He giggles a little awkwardly. "Just come here, jerk." You pull him into a kiss before your glare turns into a smile.
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Dylan O'Brien Imagines
FanfictionImagines about Dylan O'Brien and all the characters he plays (excluding Caleb Holloway though). I DO NOT WRITE ANYMORE.