Damien Haas imagines

#6 sexy bf gf machine

The fans had begged for more. And they were getting more. Ever since seriously super stupid sleepover had ended, pleople had wanted more silly games and therefore we had decided to play a little game of sexy bf gf machine om board af. The game went a little like this. There were 3 boxes, one with names, one with good qualities and one with horrible ones. Each round a player would pick a name and pick a good and a bad attribute for that specific person. They would then do the same thing again and choose the best option. It was Damiens turn. He picked a first name. "Beyonce!" He exclaimed. Clearly happy (I mean who wouldn't be).
"Her good characteristic is....... she can teleport and take you with them."
"I need that," Joven exclaimed I'd never have to be stuck in traffic again!"
You giggled. "Ok and now a bad one!" You edged Damien on.
He smiled at you. "Patience Y/N, patience." He slowly picked a paper out of the last box, taking ages on purpose. He opened it and read the prompt aloud. " She literally can't stand still." A few people giggled. "
"Same!" Damien exclaimed. "How is this a bad one?" He added.
"Ok lets see who will try and compete with perfect Beyonce. This is a hard one to beat if I'm being honest. " His hand rummaged around the paper cards. He dramatically pulled one out and scraped his throath. " Let's see who this." He stopped abruptly and glanced at you. "Y/N!" He said. "Yeah what?" You anwsered. "Is it one I really wanted? No is it (fav male celeb)! It is isn't it! God damn it!"
"No," Damien interrupted," it's you, look." He showed you the card and then showed it to the camera. It was indeed your name. You looked down. Trying your best to stop the blush you felt approaching from actually reaching your cheeks. Nobody knew but you had a teensy tiny crush on Damien. The thought of him being able to pick you made you float for a while, but you came crashing down fast. Beyonce was your competition. There was no way he was going to pick you. Everyone laughed and you snapped back into reality. "Huh" you exclaimed. Damien noticed you had been daydreaming and shot you a look, clearly wondering what you had been thinking about. Then he scraped his throath, gaining the attention back from the rest of the room and repeated; " Is always prepared for any disastrous scenario. I mean you are just look at your purse! Bandages, water, basically a whole apothecary worth of medicine! Anything really." You looked at him, pretending to be offended and said, "Ok fine if something happens to you, you ain't getting anything from me!" You winked at him to show him you didn't mean it. "Ok and now my bad quality," you added, bracing yourself for what was to come. Damien put his hand in the box and mixed everything up. He then proceded to pick out a paper. He scraped his throath and said, load and clearly;" " Y/N only eats spoiled foods." The whole table either errupted in laughter or was extremely disgusted by this. You didn't know how to react really. I mean there was no way Damien would pick you over Beyonce. No sane person would. "Imagine the smell inside your fridge," Mari exclaimed. Starting a whole new erruption of laughter. Through all of the loud laughter you heard Damien say something, but you couldn't quite make out what it was. He put his Beyonce card on the discard pile and you blinked, not believing your eyes. "But... it's Beyonce..." you stammered. He looked you in the eye and nodded. You blinked again. Shaking your head in an effort to try and make this situation any less surreal. And then he simply winked at you.