Dylan O'Brien Imagines

Someday | Dylan O'Brien

Imagine #1

Y/E/C: Your Eye Color

Word Count: 508

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My index finger traces patterns on my boyfriend's bare chest. His steady heart beat could be heard in my ear which was actually quite calming to me. Both of our naked bodies were sweaty from the second round we just finished minutes ago.

"You tired babe?" Dylan's groggy voice questioned as his hand started rubbing soothing circles around my back. I shake my head in response, lifting my head to meet his mesmerizing brown irises.

"I'm just thinking, that's all." I shrug, a small smile on my lips. His hand then travels up to my hair, pulling a loose strand behind my ear.

"About what?" He asks.

"Oh nothing, just the future- like will there actually be an us in the future?" I'm now sitting up, straddling him.

Dylan's eyebrows furrow together, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip. "Of course, I want to marry you in the future, Y/N- no lie."

"I know you do, but what if your love for me soon fades away and you find some girl way better than me." My arms cross over my bare chest as I stare down at him, tears beginning brim to my Y/E/C eyes.

Dylan notices and immediately he lays me down, hovering over me on his forearms. He fingers swipe away the first tear that falls down my cheek.

"Y/N, I don't know where you're getting the negativity from, but I love so much to where it's even hard for me to explain it to you right now. My love for you will never fade away and I want to marry you, have five billion children with you for all I care! Goddamn, I want our grandchildren to always come to us so we can spoil them whenever, wherever. Y/N, I want to grow old with you and all that will happen with you someday, I promise." He finishes and I was literally crying a waterfall at the moment, a small smile on my lips at the same time.

"You're too good to me and I can't seem to do the same to you for some reason." I sniffle, my hands going up to his cheeks.

"There's no need to do that, babe." He assures. "Just the first day meeting you was your way of treating me good."

With that said, our lips meet each other's, Dylan flipping us over so I was on top again. His large hands travel down to my bare bum, giving it a squeeze causing both of us to smile in the kiss. This kiss becomes heated by the minute, but sadly, Dylan pulls away.

"How about round three in the shower?" He asks with that sexy smirk of his.

"Sounds good to me, race you!" I hop off him, dragging the sheets off the bed along with me and into the bathroom.

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So short, but I'm crying because i'll never have a Dylan O'Brien in my life as my boyfriend haha!

Much love!