Ashton Irwin Imagines

BGM - He Babies You (1/2)

I'm here and it's late/early so I'm looking forward to see what stupid mistakes I'll make in this one. - I STARTED THIS IN THE CALUM ONE BUT I CAUGHT IT HAHAHAHAHA

Y'all are honestly saints for dealing with me

Ashton:  
Ashton was rather overprotective of you, he treated you like you were the most precious thing he had ever seen, fragile and delicate. It was sometimes cute and could come in handy, but often, it was just vaguely irritating. He made you go to bed when he felt like it was late, tried to persuade you into eating slightly healthier foods, and if anyone tried saying anything less than complimentary to you he would put them in their place.

A few days prior you had tripped over your own feet while in the house, breaking your fall on your right wrist. It was of course, broken. Ashton stayed very calm, but stuck to you like a blanket as it was set and splinted. He held your hand, and honestly looked more uncomfortable than you did. He hated seeing you in pain.

But after you were left with a splint, since the doctors couldn't put you in a hard cast until they knew you wouldn't swell up. So until then, you were stuck with a non-waterproof bunch of gauze and cotton bandages.

Just because your splint couldn't get wet, didn't mean that you could magically avoid water, and as expected, showering was going to prove to be difficult. Until Ashton stepped in.

"Babygirl, let me help you," he sighed when he saw you attempting to duct tape plastic bags around your arm to keep it dry.

You relented quickly. Your idea wasn't working well anyway. Your boyfriend crossed your shared bedroom quickly, gently ripping the bags away before starting fresh. He gently double bagged your arm in two plastic grocery bags, then wrapped some rubber bands up around your arm above where your splint was to hold it in place. Then he folded down the edges of the bag and taped them with the duct tape to make sure it was extra sealed.

"Thanks babe," you were relieved that one of you knew what they were doing, and leaned up on your heels to press a kiss to his soft lips.

"You're welcome," he smiled down at you adoringly. Immediately afterward, he stepped back and tugged off his shirt in one fluid motion.

"Ashton?!" You furrowed your eyebrows and watched as his belt was unbuckled so his pants could drop too.

"Hmmmm!" He asked, pulling off his restrictive skinny jeans and socks.

"Why are you stripping?" You asked patiently.

"To shower with you," he said like you approved what he was doing. You didn't

"What? Babe, I'm fine. I can shower one handed," you said reassuringly. You probably could get by too, it just wouldn't be fun.

"i know," he murmured as he walked back over. Ashton's large arms went on either side of your body that was still perched on the bed as his largely naked self leaned over you, pressing the most delicate of kisses to the tip of your nose, "but I want to help."

And how could you resist that? No human being with a heart could look at a cuddly Ashton who just wanted to take care of them and say no.

So you gave in with a sigh and a nod, earning a huge grin from your favorite drummer.

"Thank you," he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Thank you," another to your cheek.

"Thank you," the last one squarely on your lips, finally allowing for you to reciprocate.

"I love you, you overprotective dork," you smiled, kissing him again.

"I love you more."

I thought about continuing this but it's l8 so maybe later

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