Demi Imagines

Ice Cream

You're out with your girlfriend, Demi...

"I'm hungry," you say, tugging on her arm as you walk along.
"What? Do you want to grab ice cream or something?" she asks. "There's a stand in the park."
"Yeah, that would be awesome," you reply, leaning against her and making her laugh.
You walk into the park, enjoying the fresh air. Demi's hand in yours is warm and comforting. No matter how long you're together with her, her touch sends shivers down your spine and makes butterflies erupt in your stomach. It's actually amazing how much you love her. Ever since the day she stupidly tripped over Batman (who was unharmed, fortunately) and crashed into your arms, you've known she's the one for you. You're completely and irrevocably in love with her.
"What are you smiling about?" Demi teases, and you realize you'd been grinning like an idiot as you were thinking about her.
"I was just remembering that time you tripped over Batman," you giggle.
"That was what, five years ago?"
"I think so," you reply, smiling at the memory. You remember how good her perfume smelled. It was flowery and sweet—she still sometimes wears it even now. Today, though, she's wearing a spicier scent.
"Look! There's no line," she says, pointing to the ice cream stand a little way from you.
"That's great," you say with a grin.
You go up to the stand and order—you get a chocolate mint, and Demi gets a dairy-free caramel. After you pay, you go over to a nearby bench to sit down and eat.
You take a bite before leaning your head against Demi's shoulder.
"Good?"
"Great," you reply, and she chuckles as she spoons some of her ice cream.
You sit together, eating your ice cream and enjoying the warm day. Demi is the kind of person who makes anything enjoyable. Whether you're out eating ice cream in the park or simply going out to buy groceries, everything with her is fun.
"Oh look!" she says, pointing to a cat trotting along the path.
"Ah she's so cute," you say, really wanting to go pet her.
"You want to pet her."
"Well of course," you laugh.
"Go. I'll watch your ice cream," she says, taking your cup from you.
"Thanks," you say, going over toward the cat. She looks toward you, and you crouch down in front of her before bringing your finger near her. She sniffs it before rubbing her face against it, making you grin. You pet her a bit, and you look back to see Demi taking pictures of you.
"Stop it," you whine, finally getting up and going back over to her.
"You looked cute," Demi replies as you sit down. She hands you your ice cream before putting away her phone.
"No I didn't. Shut up." You blush and watch the cat continue walking down the path.
"So cute," she coos, leaning in to kiss your cheek. Her lips are cold against your skin, and you squeal.
"Too cold!" you laugh, turning your head to meet her lips. You can taste the caramel, and you giggle.
"You, too," she mumbles, her lips turning up into a smirk. She presses her forehead to yours and lets out a breathy laugh.
"What are you thinking?" you ask softly.
"Just how much I love you," she replies, making your cheeks warm.
"I love you, too."

A/N
i want ice cream
and a cat
and a Demi obviously