Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dylan O'Brien x Reader

"(Y/N), Dylan, could you two please stay. It's just a sec, I need to talk to you two." Mister McGee says shortly before the bell rings. You sigh and your friend gives you a questioning look. Everyone but you and Dylan leaves the classroom as quickly as possible. You two walk up to the desk waiting for your teacher to talk. "So, (Y/N), Dylan. Let's just cut this short 'cause I want a break too. I've noticed that you struggle with this subject, don't you (Y/N)? So I've decided that Dylan here, who's actually quite good in a lot of subjects, can give you some tutoring. Help you out, study with you." Mister McGee smiles at you before leaving the room. "But-" "There is no 'but'." And then he walks through the doorway. "Hey." Dylan says giving you a crooked smile. It's not that you don't like Dylan. It's the opposite to be honest. You have a crush on him and like him a lot. But first of all you don't want tutoring and second of all it'll be so awkward, you think. You just sigh. "Oh come on (Your/Nick/name). Am I that awful?" "Guess I got at least a little lucky that he chose you." You smile weakly. "Come on (Y/N). Smile, laugh. Give me that beautiful laugh of yours." You refuse to do that causing Dylan to come closer to you. Suddenly he starts tickling you. Desperately you try to escape his grasp but you can't. You also can't help but laugh. "There it is! Gotcha!" He states letting go of you finally. You take a deep breath settling down from your laughing. "You're awful. That's not tutoring that's torturing." You laugh. "How about we meet up after school at my house? Then we can study." You add. "Yeah. Sounds good. Just text me the address." "Okay cool. I will in a few. Well then. Later." You say before exiting the room smiling like an idiot.
After your final period is over you get in your car and start making your way home.
Your mom isn't at home but your dad is. "Hey honey. Don't forget to do your homework. I gotta go in about half an hour or so." "Okay dad. I will." You eat something while watching some TV when your dad yells your name through the house. "(Y/N)! Could you come to the door please." You obey before you see your dad looking at Dylan on the other side of the doorway. "D-dad. This is Dylan. He's in my Math class anf my new tutor. Mister McGee said he should help me study." "Oh did he? And why haven't you told me that he was going to come today?" "I just forgot. He's only here for studying dad. Relax." "You two are alone here." He gives Dylan a glare that could kill an army. "I know dad. It's okay. We are only study buddies." "Bye honey." He just ends the discussion sighing while placing a little kiss on your forehead before exiting the house and driving away. "Come on in. I'm sorry for that." "It's okay. Let's just get started." Dylan laughs before walking inside. You guide him upstairs into your room. Instantly you throw yourself onto your bed. "You can sit wherever you want. On the bed or on the chair, I don't know." You just smile awkwardly before sitting up again. Slowly he sits down onto the bed next to you. "You know, I'm sorry that we have to do this. I mean you don't like me, visible at your reaction in school today. Just so that you know, I don't think you are stupid or so because you need tutoring. I just thought, because of your reaction, that you might think, I'd think I'm better than you or something like that. But I don't think that at all, I think you're amazing. Wait, did I just say that out loud?" "What? Why'd you think that I think that you think you're better than me?" "Wait. What?" You start laughing when he joins in. "Just so you know. It's not that I don't like you. I do like you but I just didn't want tutoring, you know. And by the way, yes you said that out loud, Dylan." He shifts closer to you. "Well at least you know it now." He states in a more whispering voice. "Now what?" "So just to be sure: What'd you do if I kissed you now?" "I-I don't kno-" Suddenly you feel his lips on yours while he lays his hand on your cheek. You close your eyes and get lost in the kiss. "Too late." He says parting from you. You intentionally destroy the moment and get out your school books. "Let's start. C'mon. Show me how Math works." You throw yourself onto the bed landing on your stomach shortly before he lays himself down next to you chuckling.  After a while you sigh. "Dylan I don't understand this, why am I so stupid?" You shut the book loudly. He chuckles looking at you grinning. "Dylan, I'm serious I'll never understand this. Stop laughing at me!" Your facial expression is a mix of mostly sadness and a little anger. "I'm sorry (Y/N). Come on, you're not stupid. I know you can do this, it's not that hard." "Maybe for you, but for me it is." You turn your head away from him. Still laying down next to you he shifts closer again hid faces inches away from your head that you have still turned away from him. "Don't be sad. Show me your beautiful laugh once again." You just ignore him. "Okay well then." He quickly states before he rolls himself onto your back while you lie on your stomach. You grunt at his weight pressing you onto the bed. "Dylan!" You whine. Suddenly he sits up placing himself onto his knees. When the weight vanishes you breath in before you feel two strong hands tickling you. "No! No! Not again Dylan! Please! I'll do everything you want me to but please, Dylan. I'm begging you for mercyyyyy." You stretch the last word still whining with a hint of laughter. Immediately he stops. He gets off you before rolling you onto your back and climbing on top of you again. Dylan moves his face closer to yours. "Everything?" "D-did I say 'everything'?" "You did." He whispers. Suddenly his lips touch your neck softly. "What do you want me to do?" You ask closing your eyes. "Study. Come on." Rapidly he gets up turning back to the books. "Idiot." "Don't worry, if you really wanna do that, we will after doing Math and if your dad hasn't killed me until then." You laugh before giving him a short kiss and looking into your book again.
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