Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Dylan O'Brien x Reader

After seeing your prom date dancing with another girl again you exit the building and sit down on the stairs that lead to the main door. The air is filled with silence while the stars look down at you. "Hey." A male voice suddenly says next to you breaking this silence. You look to your left and see Dylan standing there and looking down at you smiling. "Hey." You answer a bit sadly. He let's himself down next to you. "What is it?" "Jake." "What did this asshole do?" Dylan asks with a tensed jaw. "He practically did nothing with me like dancing or something. Jake is hanging around with Maddie." "He's such an idiot. Why would someone let a girl like you down." He looks at you with crooked smile. "(Y/N) do you know that I actually wanted to ask you to prom?" He adds looking down. "Yeah right. Are we talking about an unkown parallel universe or something?" While you are still talking he slowly leans in. "I'm pretty sure we are not." He mumbles shortly before your lips touch. Your lips move in sync and his hand rests on your cheek. "Wow. That developed quickly." You say between your kiss. He shortly lets out a laugh. You two were something like friends but you have had a crush on him. Apparently he likes you too. "Hey what are you doing with my prom date?!" Jake suddenly stands behind you all angry. He grabs Dylan and pulls him away from you. "Jake stop! What are you doing?" You realise that Jake's drunk. Suddenly Jake punches Dylan causing him to stumble backwards. "Dylan." You walk over to Dylan while Jake steps towards him again. You place yourself in front of Dylan. "Jake stop it! Go back to Maddie!" Quickly you grab Dylans hand and walk over to your car. "Dylan I am so sorry I-" "It's okay. I mean you two were practically together. I totally understand if you go to him." He interrupts you. "Wha-what? We are certainly not a couple. Jake is an idiot." "But everyone just wondered when you two will finally get together." "Yeah because he never leaves me alone. He's like a little kid. Just. Can't you see that I've always wanted to be with you? It's like you never noticed that. You never wan-" Dylan interrupts you again with his lips on yours. "I've always wanted." He states after parting from you. "Can you do that again?" You whisper practically drunk from his kiss. He leans against your car and wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a kiss. For a while you two just stand there kissing. The happiness is rushing through your veins and his touch is giving you goosebumps. "Dylan." You mumble between his soft kisses. "Huh?" "We should." "Get you." "Patched up." Your lips part and he looks at you questioning. "Do we have to? Cause I'd rather continue here." Coming very close to your lips with his he whispers in his raspy voice. "Later." You whisper back before pecking his cheek cautiously because of the wound. "Hop in. Or do you want to stay at this lame party?" You ask before opening the drivers door. He scoffs before getting in the car. When you arrive at your house you park the car. "My parents aren't at home so don't worry." You tell Dylan while unlocking the front door. Dylan and you enter the house walking straight into the kitchen. "Your house is awesome." Dylan states excitedly. Chuckling you take out the things you need to patch him up. He has a big red bruise under his left eye and also an open wound. "Sit down onto the barstool in front of the counter." You demand politely. He does what you say and you put all the things on the counter in front of him. You turn him to you. "Wanna drink or eat something?" "I'm good. Or maybe. Can I get a kiss maybe?" He asks smirking. "Later  lover boy." You smirk back. With a wet tissue you try to remove the blood. He grunts a bit. "I'm sorry Dyl. That's all my fault." "Actually no. I kissed you." After you put some ointment on the wound you put everything back in the shelf. He gets up from the stool. You walk over to him but he immediately pushes you gently against the counter capturing your lips with his." "You said 'later'." He whispers on your lips. "I know what I said." You bring your lips back together.
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