ethan dolan imagines

he cries

you and Ethan have been together for about five months. You have never experienced him getting emotional. Until today.

Your POV
"Agh!" Ethan yells. i hear him cry through that shout and heard him jump on the bed. i went upstairs to make sure everything was ok. i open the door and found Ethan in tears on his phone. He looks up at me and i run to him.

He cries as he say, "I can't see this happen."

i look at him. He had no shirt on and looked like he got out of bed two minutes ago.

He has Twitter pulled up on his phone. That's when i realized what is going on.

"I don't like these haters online. They think it's ok to make fun of you and I," he cries. "I don't want y-you to go through this. It's wrong and you can tell me if you don't like it either."

"Eth. I don't. In fact I hate it. But I love you too much that I just ignore it," i say back to him.

"But why do they do this to me. I put my efforts into every single damn YouTube video and this is how they treat me and you," he says. "They can be so manipulative."

i rub his hunched back. "They don't understand that you have a life-"

"I know, and that's what makes me pissed off!" He cries. "I don't want you to feel like this too."

"I know, but I'm willing to go through this mess."

"And then what... let yourself be cyber bullied because of me. I don't want you to go through this. I love you but I don't want you in this mess."

"Ethan. Don't give up," i move a strand of hair away from his red puffy eyes. "I don't want to leave you just because of this."

"Me too. But I care about you and I don't want you to live through this."

"But I'm willing to go through it to be with you," i say. You twist the little blue strand of hair. "Don't let those people get in the way of our relationship. You have the guts to ignore those people. I and committed to going through this. As long as I'm with you."

He sighs and rests his head on my shoulder. "It's hard."

"It sucks. But we don't have to listen to it."

i gather up your energy and pushed him back to bed, and i lay next to him, playing with pieces of his hair. "Let's take a long nap E."

"Ok." He yawned. He lays down and rests his arm on my chest. "I love you."

He stood in that position the whole nap. He breathes on the side of my neck every seven seconds, and always made sure his arm was around my waist, holding me close not wanting to let go.

Ethan sometimes needs a shoulder to cry on.