Both of you had somehow stumbled into IKEA while you shopped for the new apartment and David was just as energetic as ever as he bounced and played in every set up with you. The office desks, the living rooms and finally you'd found the bedrooms which is what you been looking for all morning. "So, we've picked a couch. What else is left?" You sigh as you point the back of your small iconic IKEA pencil to the showrooms of the bedrooms. "A bed, sheets and anything else you want there. You go check that out while I get a good laundry basket." You peck his cheek before walking to the other section.
"Good luck with that!" David chuckled as he dashed off and as any man or child would do, he jumped on the first bed he came to and continued to roll onto the every mattress. He wanted to ensure he tested each one. After a couple minutes you return back with two large plastic laundry baskets, looking for David. "David? Where are you darnit?" You chuckle and holds the basks under your arm. David laughed as be rested on a rather large four poster bed with the best mattress he could find. To make the scene more believable, he took off his shirt and smoothed the sheets. "Y/N," he said seductively while fighting giggles. "Get in here." You turned through an empty doorway to see him laying there. You sigh and punches the bridge of your nose. "David, what are you doing exactly?" You bite your lip as you try not to burst out in laughter.
"Welcoming you to the new bed of our dreams," he said dramatically as he stroked the bed. "Come here," he beckoned again. You sit on the edge of the bed and tilts your head. "I swear to god if you don't put your shirt on, I'm legitimately going to leave you right now." You whisper sternly as you watch people pass. David narrowed his eyes as he looked to you and smirked. "You're acting like a spoil sport. Come here and have a feel for it. Test the bed out that's why they're here." You groaned softly before setting the basket on the corne rof the bed and lays down next to him. "Yeah, that's soft. You like this one?" You look over at him and shrugs. David nodded as he rested his arms under his head. "I love it. Can we get this one delivered to the house too? All set up with this mattress?" "I suppose so, I love the model too. A little dramatic but okay." You giggle and sits up.
"It's grand. Now help me get this shirt on please before an employee actually shows up." "And why should I help you? Mister?" You giggle before grabbing his shirt and putting it over his head. "Cause ya love me," he teased. "And why should I help you? Mister?" You giggle before grabbing his shirt and putting it over his head. David pushed his arms through the holes quick enough and grinned as his head found its way out. "Thanks, love." You shook your head gently before standing. "Now I need you to carry these." You pointed at the baskets before writig all the product numbers on your paper. David pouted before picking up the baskets. "Okay," he said dramatically before laughing. "Let's go look at these cribs next. I think we'll be needing one after what I have planned when we get home."

YOU ARE READING
Man Of Imagines
FanfictionThis is a collection of short/medium length imagines/one shots of David Bowie. Requests are open in the comments or our private messages