Big Brother Imagines

paul [bb19]

your pov

"Y/N!" you hear a unmistakable yell from Paul come from the other side of the house.

Let's just say, since you were planning to be in this house quite a while, why not have fun with it? Right?

You seem him burst into the kitchen, an irritated look plastered on his face, and well, it was hard to ignore that his beard we completely covered in mayonnaise. That may or may not have been my fault...

"Paul, what happened?" you play along dumbfoundedly, while making your famous homemade mac and cheese for the house.

"You know what happened!" He shouts from his HOH room and starts making his way down into the kitchen.

Okay, I get it maybe it wasn't the best idea to make the HOH mad. But, because it's Paul it's totally worth it.

"Wait a second, did you do that
y/n?" Elena asks you from across the kitchen counter.

"Maybe, maybe not," you reply sending her a smirk across the table.

But before you know it, Paul comes storming into the kitchen heading right towards you with a ketchup bottle in his hands.

"shit," you mumble under your breath.

He comes running towards you, and opens the ketchup bottle.
"This," he indicates to the ketchup bottle, "is payback," he starts to pour some onto his hands when you stop him.

"Sorry, but I'm cooking dinner here," you point to the pot of boiling pasta on the stove. But he just smirks. Oh no, this is definitely not good.

"I can deal with that," he calmly responds. He takes his rather muscular arms, wait, did you just say his arms are muscular? Oh good gravy what am I thinking?
and picks you up, throwing you on his back, and running towards the backyard.

"Paul!!!!" You scream. But he doesn't seem to notice. As he sets you down on the grass, you notice Mark and Elena emerge to watch the show. Matt made sure to come along too.

"Hey Mark, can you do me a favor and make sure that y/n doesn't get away?" There's the damn mischevious smirk again. Oh shiz.

Mark comes behind you, and holds your arms together around your back, while Paul slowly opens the Ketchup bottle, mayonnaise still stuck in his beard.

"Payback!" He announces, and dumps the contents all over your head.

"Paul!!!" You scream. He. Is. Going. To. Pay. For. This.

You were wearing one of your nice white blouses too, since it's eviction night and now it's ruined... damn it Paul.

"Thanks Mark," you hear Paul say as he flags him off.

Then he does something you never would have expected him too, he wraps his arms around your waist, and comes in for a hug.

"What the hell Paul?" You question him,

"I always liked the feisty ones," he whispered husikily in your ear, sending his hot breath down your neck, causing you to get goosebumps.

"shut up," you mutter. He just smirks, and before you know it, he leans in his lips collide with yours, creating fireworks explode throughout your stomach. His soft lips fall in syncs with yours, and you look up into his hazel eyes, entranced. Yet before it even seemed like it started, he broke away.

He looked back at the other houseguests, and started to scratch his neck, he tend to do that when he's nervous.

"I shouldn't have done that, I should not have done that..." you hear him mutter.

"Damn it Paul. Get you ass back here!" you look at him with that look. The one that says your not going to put up with shiz.

He walks up to you, and wrap your arms around his neck, and his hands find their place at your waist. You look up into his hazel eyes, and ask him one simple question.

"Ready to start off where we left off," your voice barley audible.

"Yes ma'am," he looks at you with a devilish smirk dancing on his lips. Damn those lips looked so good.

This is definitely going to be an interesting summer.

authors note: thank you so much for reading! your feedback is always appreciated and make sure to leave your requests! hope y'all like this one!

~ val