Demi Imagines

See Through

You're at home with your girlfriend, Demi...

"Hey," Demi says as she comes into the room. She's wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, and you nearly do a double take.
"Hey yourself, boobs," you comment, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Oh shut up," she laughs, sitting down across from you. "It's too hot for a bra."
"I can see that," you respond, and she crosses her arms over her chest.
"Stop staring, you naughty girl," she tuts, a smile forming on her face.
"You're the one strutting around and flaunting your—"
"Hey! You do it all the time, too," she points out, and you laugh.
"That's because you want me to," you reply, and she rolls her eyes playfully.
"Are you complaining?" she asks, uncrossing her arms and gesturing to her breasts dramatically.
"Fuck no," you reply, licking your lips and forcing yourself to look at her face.
"Mhmm. Thought so," she replies smugly, and you roll your eyes.
"You want to go to eat?" you ask, standing up and going toward her.
"Where?" She looks up at you, her brown eyes meeting yours.
"Anywhere. We could eat for free with you looking like that," you tell her as you walk past her, making her smack your ass in protest.
"Hey!" she whines, and you laugh as you leave the room. "You should be thanking me," she says, following you into the kitchen.
You go over to the sink for a glass of water.
"Thank you for providing us with free food," you tell her sarcastically, and she narrows her eyes.
"Shut up." She looks like she's on the verge of bursting into laughter again, and she struggles to maintain a straight face.
"You shut up," you retort, taking a sip of your water.
"I think you know me well enough to know that I don't shut up," she says, and you nearly choke on your water from laughing.
"Yes, I do know that," you admit, meeting her eyes. They're sparkling mischievously, and you know she's planning on doing something.
"Of course you do," she replies as you take another sip of water. You probably should have seen it coming. She lifts her hand, pushing the end of your glass and dousing you in water.
You splutter and whine. "Demi!"
"Now who's going to get us free food?" she asks, gesturing to your shirt, which is now drenched.
"Shut up," you respond with a laugh. You move to get a towel, and you wipe your face.
"I will not," she replies, and you pour some more water in the glass before bringing it to your lips. She watches you carefully, but for some reason, she didn't expect you to splash the water at her.
"Hey!" she shrieks, her white shirt becoming drenched. You toss her the towel, and she takes it, wiping at her face.
"Now we're both getting free food," you tell her with a laugh.
"We should actually go—"
"No. Someone will try to steal you from me," you say, making her laugh.
"Nobody could steal me from you," she says, dropping the towel and moving over to you. She puts her hands on your hips before pressing her lips to yours.
You smile against her and wrap your arms around her waist. Pulling her closer, you slide your tongue along her bottom lip. She shivers, her lips turning up into a smile.
"I love you so much. Even if you're annoying," you whisper, making her laugh lightly against you.
"I love you, too. Not just because you put up with me."

A/N
I want a demi so bad wow
In other news, I've finished my junior year!! I'm so happyyyyy