Demi Imagines

Proud of You

You're coming home to your girlfriend, Demi, after a successful job interview...

You burst through the door, and Demi stands up from where she was sitting on the couch.
"Did you get it?" she asks, looking hopeful.
You try your best to hide your smile, but you can't—so you give up. Your huge smile lets her know that you got the job, and she breaks into a huge grin before running into your arms. "I knew you could it!" she exclaims, lifting you up and spinning you around.
You laugh giddily as she puts you down. "I'm so happy."
"And I'm so proud of you," she gushes before pressing her lips to yours. You smile against her, still giggling a bit. She laughs you, making the kiss that much sweeter. She puts her hands on your face, squeezing your cheeks.
"You're amazing," you mumble, pulling away enough to press your forehead to hers. Your lips almost brush hers as you breathe.
"So are you," she replies softly. "Is it weird that I feel like a proud mother?" she jokes, making you laugh.
"No," you assure her.
"It's just I've been watching you work so hard and ugh I'm just so proud," she blabbers, and you silence her with a kiss. She smiles against you and wraps her arms around your neck. You put your hands on her hips, pulling her closer.
"How about we bake a cake to celebrate?" you ask breathlessly, and she grins.
"Sounds awesome."

A/N
Lame but kinda cute
Short so another double one okay