The Wanted Imagines

Siva Imagine

Siva Imagine:The wind rustles leaves as they fly frantically around your feet. Your tickling your neck as you breath in the cool autumn air. So many thoughts had been racing through your mind and you just needed to get away. You kick off the ground sending your self gently swinging back and forth. "Mind if I join you?" A sweet, strong voice pulls your thoughts back into place. You smile at him as he takes a seat next to you. It was strange not seeing people here. Though it had been abandoned for years. "My father use to take me here when I was little" he smiled out into the distance. The sound of the lake hitting the shore was calming. "I use to sit right here as he pushed me. I pretended I was flying through the sky like a bird" he let out a little chuckle. "I come here sometimes to remind myself that I'm not alone" you could feel him looking at you. You smile up at him understanding what he meant. "It's nice really" you let the words slip out. He reached over gently grabbing your hand. His hand was soft at the touch. It sent a radiant feeling of warmth coursing through your body. he kicked off the ground sending himself higher. You join in as if it was a race to see who could fly higher. The little kid in you coming to life, washing all your worries away. You both let out a laugh as you lean back letting yourself catching the little specks of grass. They tickled your neck as you swung across the ground feeling so free and alive. "You know I haven't felt this happy in a long time" Siva smiled over at you. "Yeah me too" you smile slipping out of the seat. "You know, I better go" you sigh noticing the sun setting in the distance. You couldn't offered to arrive home late again. "(Y/N) will you stay and watch it with me?" He asked a small piece of hurt in his eyes. Normally you'd turn down such a direct offer to spend more time together when you both knew your parents would flip. He was different though, and you couldn't care at the moment. "Yeah" you smile following him up on to the small castle. "Are you sure this is safe?" You ask as he lends you a hand pulling you up. "Well I'm sure every castle needs a princess" he shrugged looking around at the shredded paint and roughed up wood. "And a little work" you cringe at its sight. "It's not that bad" he nudges you smiling. "Well where's the prince?" You ask looking around. "Well I'm assuming me" he laughs. "Oh really?" You smile over at him. "I guess with every castle comes a princess" he smiled. "And with every princess comes a prince" you finish the saying for him. He sets his warm hand on your cheek leaning in kissing you. His warm soft lips meeting yours. It was movements like this that reminded you why you fell in love with him. That day, on the playground where you first met.