Bellamy Blake Imagines

"Bobby!" (AU)

"Bobby!" You shout as you flail your arms and legs around, laying on the queen size bed. You're bored. And that's never a good thing.

Your husband pops his head through the door and you smile brightly. His eyes narrow as he looks at you, "What do you want?" He asks suspiciously, leaning against the doorframe.

Somehow he always knows when you're up to something and today was no exception.

"You." You wiggle your eyebrows, patting the bed next to you. He rolls his eyes as a smirk makes its way to his perfect lips.

He lays next to you, placing his ringed hand on your waist as he hovers over you. Leaning down, he places his lips on yours. The two of you smile at the passion and love that courses through it.

He pulls away to rests his forehead into yours. "Sure. Now what do you really want?"

You pause for a few seconds, your hands resting on his chest as you smile cheekily. "To play with your hair."

His hand runs over his face as he sighs, "Of course you do."

Giving him puppy eyes, you pout. He places a kiss on your pouty lips, turning around and brushing his hair from his face. Cheering, you run your hands through his soft locks, grabbing three medium pieces and beginning.

Secretly, Bob lives for how this makes him feel. He loves the way your hands caress his lengthy hair, flowing through and untangling it effortlessly. It calms him down immensely, especially after long days dealing with the pressure of being an icon and role model for so many people.

In your life, not much was easy. But the time he gets to spend with his wife is the easiest and best thing he has.

↱  by octavia-marie-blake ↲