Starry Nights- Ashton Irwin

13

"Helllloooooo," Ash walked into my living room, giggling as he saw me with my legs up the wall and my phone hovering above my face.

"What are you doing?!" He laid down beside me, wiggling my arm. My eyes were too trained on my Tumblr timeline to answer him.

"You're going to ruin your eyes by reading that crap..." I swatted my hand at him, kicking my feet in the air as I scrolled down a few band accounts.

"Rosseeee," He whispered, quite close to my ear.

I sighed and closed my phone. Turning my head to face him. He was staring right into my eyes, scaring me a bit at first, but then I started to pick out the small dots in his eyes. The way the green moved with the slight gold sitting around the iris.

He started to lean closer, the warmth of his breath causing my eyes to close. His lips finally connected with mine, and I eventually laid back, him hovering over my body. Like it had many times before.

I started to feel a breeze and a small scent of sunflowers. Sunlight shown through my eyelids and I felt a small scratching at my back.

He pulled away, smile etched on his lips. "Look," his eyes traveled around, and so did mine.

The once old, dull, walls were now beautiful trees and a bright sun. The trees were tall and shaped perfectly, a dark green with little holes where no leaves had grown. The grass matched the trees, and there were patches of differ met kinds of flowers everywhere. Daisies, sunflowers, roses, and even a small pond that had lily-pads and small frogs. Bunnies jumping everywhere and butterflies flying around. It was beautiful, my dream place. I had always wanted my own backyard to look like this, and now I do.

"Where are we?" I asked, my voice light. I sat up, admiring my new attire. Black shoes, dark jean pants, and a loose fitting black shirt. It was quite comfortable, and it resembled his outfit. Him wearing black and white converse with normal was jeans and a black shirt.

"Never land! He laughed, making me smile. What a fucking dork.

"Nooo, where?"

"We're home," he said, grabbing my had and pulling myself up with him. He kissed my cheek before walking away, my hand between his.

"It's so beautiful," I admired, attempting to take in every little thing possible in this place. You never know, it might just all disappear.

"I know, that's why I made it for you," he pulled my hand to his lips, the soft stubble he had ticking my skin.

"You need to shave dude!" I laughed, so did he. Ash pulled me close, wiggling his chin against mine.

"Eww. Dude, seriously. Shave!" I slapped him away, lightly, of course.

"C'mon!" He started to run, taking me by surprise.

We kept running until we were at the other end of the meadow, where there were soft bunnies, sleeping. A few butterflies laid on them, it was pretty cute.

"Aww," I leaned down, picking up a small baby. It was a bright white and had soft blue eyes. It was absolutely adorable, and surprisingly calm.

"Pick one," He whispered before me, petting the small bunnies ear behind my back.

I was planning on this little one, but as I searched through the group I saw one I liked more. It was the fattest, and looked really lazy. It was laying on its side and wiggled its nose every breath it took. It was the only one that wasn't white, and a few others used it as a pillow.

"That one," I handed Ashton the one in my hand and went straight to the other one.

It was so warm and cuddly, really heavy. I laughed and sat down, cradling it between my hands and chest. It snored, really odd for a bunny, and it's whiskers tickled my arm.

"I guess you've found one," he say down next to me, holding the same small bunny.

"Now, you have to name it," he attempted to pet mine, but I swatted him away.

"My. Bunny." I have him a serious look, and when he pouted I kissed him quickly and smiled.

"Pet your own!" I smiled, him pouting further. "Whatever Irwin."

I studied mine for a while, tossing and turning it, being careful of course, and it ended up waking up, but kept its eyes closed. Freaking lazy.

I found out it was a boy, he was really fluffy but still really chubby, had really big eyes that changed from brown to almost black, and was just super cuddly.

"You should name it chubbers!" Ash squealed, like a freaking teenage girl.

"Calm your tits bro, I'm not naming it chubbers," he laughed, wiggling his chest, attempting to make his 'boobs' bigger. "Dork."

I thought for a while, but through the process ended up punching ash several times. He kept leaning in and trying to steal kisses, or whisper stereotypical names into my ear. Even tried to take him out of my hand once, which got Ash a slap across the arm. Don't mess with my bunny.

"Wilbur."

"What?" he looked over, eyebrows close together.

"I'm naming him Wilbur. He looks like a Wilbur. Don't you think? Wilbur Wilbur Wilbuurrrr," he rolled his eyes and patted me on too of my head.

"Whatever you think," he stuck his tongue out at me, cheeky bastard.

"Well. What are you naming yours, huh?" I questioned, snuggling closer to my newly named bunny.

"Umm. I don't know yet," he blushed a bit , my mouth dropping.

"You're going to criticize my name when you don't wen have one!" I poked his arm, standing up and walking away.

I couldn't stop smiling, he's so adorable. Wilbur of course, not Ash. Heck no, he's gross.

"I heard that!" Ash laughed, when I looked back he was walking towards me.

"That's why I thought it!" I laughed, something I seem to do a lot when I'm around him.

I laid down back where I first sat, having Wilbur lay on my chest. He was keeping me warm, and it was comfortable. I really liked him, cute and fluffy. Really sleepy and lazy, pretty much me in bunny form.

I felt a new warmth on my arm, and wen I turned Ashton was sitting there, his bunny pressed to his lips. He kept giving it small kisses and talking to it.

"You liked your bunny I see," I laughed, nudging his arm. He laid down, putting his head on my shoulder.

"Yeah, it's quite cute. Well, she. But you know what?"

"What?" I questioned, putting Wilbur between is and changing so I was cuddle into his side. His arm wrapped around my back and Wilbur kept between is two.

"You're cuter, and I love you more. A lot more," he kissed my temple, sending shivers down my whole body.

"You're so cliché Ash," my eyes became a bit heavier, and I found myself drifting off.

"I love you Rose, sleep baby."