Vanilla (iDubbbz x Reader)

[Thirteen]

Late night random stuff because I seriously can't sleep even tho I have a date in like 10 hours or something.

Your P.O.V.

Ian had fallen asleep next to you, taking the time to untie your hands and give you a kiss before he did so. You put your clothes back on and covered Ian up in blankets, turning the light off when you left. He looked so cute sleeping, and you felt like a creep for saying that. You creeped into your kitchen, looking for food that wouldn't have gone off in the past couple of weeks that you two were away. 

You mindlessly thought about how when you left the house, you and Ian weren't a thing at all, just a hopeless crush you thought would never come true. Sighing at the mouldy sandwich you recognised on the counter top, you recalled Ian being a total ass about not getting to the airport in time.

"Ian, seriously. We need to go now," you tapped your foot in the doorway. "I'm eating a fucking sandwich," he has his mouth full, giving you a wonderful sight at the chewed up food in his mouth. "I can fucking see that, I'm not blind, but we really need to go." Ian sighed and put his sandwich down on his plate, sliding past you in the doorway to grab his suitcase.

You threw the disgusting thing in the trash. Not yet deciding what you wanted, you sat on the counter top scrolling through twitter on your phone. Mindlessly looking through your timeline, liking, retweeting, answering a few questions you could find. Not realising how much time was ticking away, Ian stood there leaning in the door way. How long he had been there, you didn't know.

"Dinner?" He asked. You finally looked up at him, he was only in boxers. Your face flushed and eyes fell to the floor. "Out or home?" You asked. "I can't be fucked cooking anything, can you?"
"Out it is."

Ian walked over smiling, placing a kiss on your forehead. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you looked when you think no ones looking?" You scrunched up your face horrifically. "I thought I looked either emotions less or just like a turd." It earned a chuckle from him. "You look amazing, I don't want you to think about yourself any other way," he looked into your eyes as he said this. His love for you was like a drug, you craved more every time you received affection from him.

Ian's phone buzzed from the middle of no where, interrupting your staring competition. "Hold on a moment," he said, leaving the room to grab his phone. You slid off the counter top to follow.

"Hello it's Ian," he answered. You could hear random noises on the other side. "Yeah, we just got back today." More random noises. Ian pulled the phone away from his ear, "Ethan has invited us over for dinner, you wanna go?" You nodded your head eagerly. You've only met Ethan and his wife a few times, so this was kind of new.

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Ian knocked on the door, waiting around for a moment, then his phone rang. "Ethan?" He answered, putting it on speaker. "Yeah the doors stuck come round the back," Ethan stated. Ian rolled his eyes and started to make his way. You started to follow until the door opened and a hand pulled you inside and coving your mouth.

"Don't tell Ian," Ethan whispered. You nodded in response, chuckling a little. You silently followed Ethan through the house, Hila laughing to herself. You walked out onto the balcony to see Ian standing at the bottom.

"How the fuck did you get up there?" Ian questioned. "How the fuck did you get down there?" You responded. "Dude seriously how the fuck?" He asked. "Garage," Ethan responded, throwing down a ladder for Ian. "Fucking lovely, and I have to go through here?" You couldn't help but laugh.