Why Don't We Imagines

Official Hang Out (Zach)

You walk into a nearby 7/11, and you spot Zach looking at some Doritos.

He seemed to have already bought some things, but seemed to be debating on whether or not to buy the Doritos.

"I'll get Corbyn some Nutter Butters instead." you hear him mumble.

"Hey Zach." You speak up and he looks over at you and gives you a smile.

"Hey y/n!" he excitedly exclaims and walks up to you.

"I thought we could buy some snacks and a slurpee, and then play UNO at the park that's behind here. Are you down for it?" he asks you, a playful smile on his face.

"Would always be." you tell him and get excited for the day that awaits you two.

You walk through the aisles at least ten times before finally deciding which candies to purchase.

You pick out some of your favorite candies and go to the front counter to pay for them.

"Good afternoon." The cashier tells you and you tell her the same.

After you have your candy in a bag, you meet Zach at the slurpee machine.

"Here," He hands you a cup with the lid on and says, "I'm paying."

"You're not." you chuckle and pour your slurpee.

"I knew you'd say that, so I made sure to already pay for them before you got here." Zach tells you and hands you a receipt.

"Zach!" you sigh and began to think of how to repay him.

He wouldn't accept the money bluntly.

I mean, it's worth a shot.

Yet again, this was his way of "repaying" you for throwing Oreos at your head—unintentionally.

"Do you accept checks or cash?" you ask him, strongly anticipating a "neither".

To your surprise, his answer is the opposite. "Both."

He quickly adds an expected statement which was, "Just not from you."

He hands you a straw as you roll your eyes and laugh, knowing that you will manage to pay him back.

You two leave the gas station and make your way to the park.

"Look! The bird is red!" Zach points to a-clearly—red—bird.

"Is it bleeding?" you ask and Zach chuckles as you guys take a seat across from each other.

"Seems to be flying fine." he comments and takes out the UNO cards.

"Look! I can shuffle like those guys on YouTube!" Zach proudly smiles and splits the deck in half.

You watch as he succeeds in shuffling them—before the cards end up scattered all over the table.

"Aw." Zach mutters as he recollects the cards, his face full of sorrow.

"I mean, you did shuffle them. Just took a different step." you comfort him while helping him collect the cards.

"It takes such skill, you know." he jokes, and he begins to reshuffle the cards.

After a round of UNO draws to an end, Zach has yelled "UNO" with excitement lingering in his words and a grin that almost made you want to purposefully lose.

You place a card down and so does Zach.

Damn it, you thought to yourself but his pure excitement and smiling made you somewhat glad you lost.

Of course, you were still pissed that you lost at UNO.

Who wouldn't be. It's UNO for crying out loud.

"As the loser," he proudly begins, his eyes almost seem to light up.

"You have to go on a date with me."

"Zach..." you sigh, almost frowning.

"I'm basically the winner."