Imagines

Imagine #4

Imagine having one of your bad days. Nothing in particular went wrong, but you just felt mopey and insignificant. You'd already had 2 panic attacks in the same day and not much was going your way. You walk into your house and pass your boyfriend Luke, making a frozen pizza for dinner. "Hey babe, you okay?" He asks, concerned. "Yeah, just tired," you lie. He gives you a suspicious look because he knows better, but lets you get away with it. "I'm just gonna go to bed early," you tell him and squeeze his shoulder before going upstairs and putting on one of his old sweatshirts, climbing into bed, and cuddling into the fuzzy blankets. After almost an hour of trying to calm your thoughts, you drift off to a restless sleep. The next thing you know, you feel a hand on your side and gently open your eyes to the thick, pitch black of your bedroom. "Emily, you feeling any better?" Luke leans over and whispers in your ear, brushing his lips over your cheek and ear, making you smile. "Now that you're here I am," you tell him and scoot over so he can join you under the covers. And it's true, too. Luke always makes everything better. For once, you found someone who you actually want to share your secrets with and lean on when you feel like shit. He immediately snuggles into you, wrapping his arm around your waist. He pulls your back against his chest and tangles your legs together before he cuddles into your long hair, which is spread over the pillow. "I love how you smell," he sighs and you feel him breathe deeply through his nose, sniffing your head. "You're such a weirdo. And I love it," you look at him over your shoulder and are momentarily caught off guard at how close his face is to yours. He smirks a little but you regain your composure and lean your forehead against his. The sweatshirt you're wearing pulled down a bit, off your shoulder, and he leans his head down to place a few small kisses on your bare shoulder, sending shudders through your body. "I love you," he whispers as he looks into your eyes and slowly presses his lips to yours, expertly deepening the kiss with tongue while keeping it sweet and meaningful. "I love you too," you smile back as the kiss ends and he pulls you around to face him, cradling you against him tightly and you rest your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat as he fiddles with your hair and traces patterns on your bare shoulder with his rough fingertips.

This one is for EMILY (@Ember5SOS) she's my favoriteee :-) and if I don't end up with Luke, she's the only other one in the world that can have him!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BAE xoxo