A/N : Dedicated to @HaiqaKassim
36 - The bet
You've been annoyed with your boyfriend Riker recently. He's practically been ignoring you because he's been working on R5 lyrics.
He doesn't even know you're annoyed with him because he's too busy to notice.
You're sitting alone in the band house living room. You and Riker were supposed to go out on a date tonight, but Riker said he had to finish song lyrics instead.
You're determined to wait until he finishes so you can talk to him about the way he's treating you.
Finally around midnight, Riker comes walking into the living room, yawning.
"Are you staying over tonight?" Riker asks, sitting down next to you on the couch.
"No."
"Then why are you still here? It's late."
"Riker, you've been ignoring me for so long now! I know you're busy, but the least you could do is make a little bit of time to talk to me."
"Look. I'm sorry, ok? I've just been super stressed out. And I really need to get to bed because I have an interview and a dinner party tomorrow. Can I have a goodnight kiss?"
"No."
You cross you arms, watching Riker pout.
"Why not?"
"You can have a kiss when you start paying attention to me again."
You stand up, grab your car keys, and head for the door.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!"
Riker beats you to the door.
"How long is it going to take to make this up to you? Because I need you to come to that dinner tomorrow night."
"Yeah, well good luck. You have less than 24 hours."
"Wait. If I can get you to kiss me before the dinner, will you forgive me, and come?"
"Fine. I doubt you can do it though."
"Yeah, well we'll just see, won't we?"
"Yup."
You walk out the door, slamming it on your way out.
The next day...
Riker had come over to your house this morning, and made you breakfast in bed. He kidnapped you after that, and took you to his house.
"Forgive me yet?" Riker asks, pushing a bowl of ice cream towards you.
"Nope. But thanks for the ice cream."
It was getting later, and if Riker wants you to come to dinner with him, he'd better hurry up because you need time to get ready. And Riker seemed to be starting to panic.
"Do you want to go swimming?" Riker asks, hugging you from behind.
"Uh, not really."
"Well I want to. I'm going to go change, and then I want you to at least come sit outside, ok?"
"Fine, whatever."
"Great!"
Riker runs upstairs, and comes back a minute later wearing his swimsuit.
He takes your hand, and brings you outside.
He slips his shirt off, and smirks at you, like he thinks you're going to kiss him just because he's shirtless.
"How about now? Want a kiss?"
"Nope."
"Well why not?"
"Because you're only being sweet because you want me to go to that dinner with you."
Riker sighs, and then jumps into the pool.
You roll your eyes, and go on your phone. He'd better not be planning on getting you wet. You're not in the mood for a hug after he gets out of the pool.
You hear splashing all of a sudden and look up to see Riker's hands barely above the surface of the water. What is he doing?
You look back at your phone, trying to ignore him.
But when everything falls silent, you look up because you're a bit confused about what's going on. You don't really see Riker, so you get up, and walk over to the pool. He's laying at the bottom, not moving.
"RIKER!"
You jump in the pool, and swim down to the bottom. You grab him around the waist, and pull him up. How did he even manage to do this to himself? He's a good swimmer.
You have a hard time pulling him out of the pool, but you finally manage to.
You're panicking a little, trying to remember what you were supposed to do from health class a few years ago.
Your mind is racing, and you can't remember if you're supposed to do compressions or try to get him breathing.
You put your hand over his heart, and feel a pulse. So you decide to try to get him breathing again.
You climb over him so you're hovering over his body. You're shaking because you're scared you'll do something wrong.
You lean down, about to start. Here goes nothing.
You put your lips to his, and immediately, he grabs you around the waist, and pulls you closer to him, kissing you.
"Ha! You're coming to dinner!" Riker shouts, sitting up.
"You jerk! Don't do that to me!"
You slap his arm pretty hard.
"Ow!" He says, rubbing it.
"Riker, if you ever do something like that again, I swear-"
"I'm sorry, ok? I just wanted you to come to the dinner party. I know I've been busy, but that isn't an excuse. I'm sorry for ignoring you, and I'm going to make time for us."
He takes both your hands in his.
"Do you forgive me?" He asks, giving you puppy dog eyes.
You can't refuse that face.
"Fine."
"Yay!"
He pulls you into his arms, and kisses you sweetly.
A/N : If you guys want an imagine, comment down below. I don't do it like most people where I put specifics about appearances or names because I want it to be an imagine that anyone can read/relate to. But if you have a scenario, I'll write it and dedicate it to you.
