i was passing red robin's when this imagine came into my head. i have no idea how, or why. but i just thought it was s'cute and i wish it happened to me.
& btw, im so done with teen wolf. SCOTT AND MALIA? NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT. I DISAPPROVE.
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you sat down in a booth at red robin's while having a bored expression on your face. you were with your family as you looked around the place and admired all the pictures on the wall. the waiter came over and asked for all of your drinks which you replied with 'water' as your family rolled their eyes.
"way to stay healthy, y/n," they all laughed.
"f.uck off," you coughed under your breath.
your eyes skimmed the room again when a boy with a purple streak in his hair caught your eye. his eyes meet yours and you quickly looked away embarrassed. you began to feel hot as you looked back and saw him with a light smile on his face. you looked down and fiddled with your fingers tempting not to look back up.
you couldn't help it and looked up again. he held a weird face as he stared at the boy across from him. the boy then looked away and the purple boy rolled his eyes and flicked him off.
you let out a laugh as your family looked at you crazy. "i was thinking about something," you explained. they all nodded unconvinced and went back to their conversations.
the boy with the purple streak smiled when he noticed you laughed at him. he pointed towards the bathrooms and you furrowed your eyebrows. he then stood up and pointed to the bathroom. the boy across from him turned around to look at you and you noticed how they looked alike. twins, you thought.
you asked your family to scoot out of the booth so you could use the restroom, and they gladly let you out. you saw the purple haired boy standing in the hallway that lead to the bathroom.
he smiled at you instantly. "hey, im ethan. i couldn't help but notice how incredibly beautiful you are," his cheeks reddened as you chuckled.
"wow, that was corny," you joked.
"yeah, it was," he laughed with you. "but it was the truth."
"im y/n, by the way."
"y/n. i like it," he nods. "how about i get your number?"
"sure," you give him your phone number and he thanks you before winking at you and going back to his seat. you do the same when your bombarded with questions as soon as you take your seat.
"who was that?" your family all asked at once.
"my future boyfriend."
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Ethan Dolan Imagines
Fanfiction[ highest ranking #11 in fanfiction ] in which i write about my dreams that'll never come true and give feelings you never want to feel. (i write interracial too, us brown girls need loving too.)