Sidemen and Friends imagines

PART TWO - Untitled - Simon

Simon X Reader
Description: House party and your lifelong crush, Simon is there...
Warnings?: I guess alcohol and light flirting, little bit of kissing but nothing too dramatic
Requested?: nope
THIS IS PART TWO TO ONE OF @line-sidemen 's birthday imagines xox
"Simon, I need you to look after me. You see, I don't feel too great and I could really do with your help." You said, touching Simons arm and doing puppy dog eyes. He smiled and rolled his eyes but nodded for you to lead the way.
Again, you drunkenly swayed your hips lightly whist you walked towards your ensuite. Simon followed closely behind, possibly looking up and down at your figure, possibly thinking about when he could leave. You liked to believe it was the first possibility but you knew it may not be the case. You grabbed a glass from the side and turned on the tap, filling it with water. "Here, go get undressed and ready for bed, I'll do this for you." Simon said, taking the glass.
You walked into your bedroom and tried to unzip your dress. After a few minutes of trying to reach, you gave up and laid on the floor, giggling uncontrollably. "Oh dear, Y/N" Simon says with a slight laugh, "what have you done?". He picked you up so you were sat facing away from him. He slowly unzipped the back, just so part of your bra was showing and enough for you to be able to slide out but not all the way down so you could keep some modesty.
"Thanks," you said standing up pulling down the arms, still facing away. The top of the dress fell quickly to your hips. You turned around on your knees and looked into Simons eyes, toying with the idea of just kissing him there and then. Simon smiled, but also seemed to be toying with the same idea as you as he started to lean closer. Being your new confident self, you leant back, leaving Simon with quite an embarrassed expression. You stood up and motioned for Simon to turn around.
"Oh, right, yeah, of course" Simon said turning and sitting on your desk chair.
"Put some music on, will you? I feel like I'm missing out!" You said. Simon found a music playlist that was rather gentle, probably to try and get you to sleep so he could leave. You pulled the dress over your head and slipped off your heels. You pulled on some tracksuit bottoms and turned around to find a t-shirt. But you weren't faced with your t-shirt. You were faced with Simon. Looking quite shocked and awkward. "Simon!" You said trying to cover your stomach with your arms. Simon panicked and turned around.
"Sorry, Y/N, I didn't realise you would turn around. You don't look bad. Like not that I was expecting you to look bad. But,uh, I'm just digging a hole. What I mean is, you look amazing. Beautiful. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to look-" you cut him off, pulling him to you by his shirt and then pulling his collar gently down so you could kiss him. Simon at first seemed a bit shocked, but, if you were honest, so were you. You both eased into the kiss, finding a comfortable way to stand. His hands roamed your body but he was careful not to touch anywhere inappropriate. You both pulled away and beamed at each other. The whole moment was cringy and cliche. "Uh, should I go? Or stay? Do you need me do to anything?" Simon said being his normal, insecure drunk self. Although he came across on camera and when he wasn't drunk as cocky and relatively out going, sometimes, especially when he's drunk, he is caring and awkward.
"Stay, please, is that alright?" You asked, starting to put the pile of clothes you left on the floor away.
"Sure it is." Simon said, whilst taking off his shirt and trousers. "Do you mind?" He said gesturing to his clothes on the floor.
"Definitely not!" You said, sitting in your bed and moving over leaving some room for Simon. You laid down and faced the direction of which he would be laying in. Simon sat down in the bed like you and then laid down to face you. He grabbed your shoulder and tried to turn you over. You turned to face the other way, not sure whether this was a good thing or he just wanted to sleep. But when he pulled you into his chest and nestled his head into your neck, you decided it was a good thing. He started kissing down your neck and shoulder, sending goosebumps flying down your arm.
"Are you cold?" Simon said, pulling you even closer and rubbing his hand up and down your arm to try and warm it up. You simply shook your head and said:
"I love you so much. And I know this isn't the lady like thing to do but when have I ever agreed with such sexist views. Simon, do you fancy going on a date? I don't know, maybe tomorrow? In the lounge? So we don't have to leave?" You said rubbing your thumb on his hand.
"Of course, it's a date." He said and kissed your neck lightly once more before, you guessed due to the heavy, warm breaths tickling your neck, falling asleep.