D.S. Imagine

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You were sprawled out on Daniel's lap, while he and Jonah played their video games. You opened your phone and scrolled through Instagram mindlessly. Daniel huffed as Jonah scored on him. "Oh Daniel, I'm beating you, oh no, I'm beating you Daniel," Jonah teased.

"Smack talker," Daniel muttered under his breath.

"What was that? I can't here you over the sound of my victory!" Jonah laughed.

"The game's not over, we still got two quarters left and I'm only three baskets behind you," Daniel rolled his eyes.

"Four baskets behind me," Jonah corrected. You looked up from your phone and watched the screen for a little bit.

"Jeez Daniel, step up your game," you chuckled. He shook his head, ignoring you. "Aw, now you're ignoring me? That's fine, I'll be in the kitchen," you stood up and pecked his cheek lightly, before skipping into the kitchen. You opened the cupboards and pulled out a jar of peanut butter. "Hey boys?" you asked, staring at the jar.

"Yeah?" Zach replied, walking into the kitchen with Jack.

"How the actual fuck... did you keep peanut butter for so long, it's passed the expiration?" you questioned. Jack stared at the expiration date.

"Uh... Tour?" he shrugged.

"For the smallest jar of PB? Damn," you smiled, shaking your head.

"Y/N! C'mere for a sec!" Daniel called. You placed the jar in the sink and skipped back over to Daniel. "Tell Jonah that I'm better at kisser than he is," Daniel said, glaring at Jonah.

"Well, I can't exactly say, because it'd be biased, but... Jonah kisses pretty well," you laughed. "Just kidding, we've never kissed," you nearly fell over, because you couldn't control your laughing.

"Oh? I dare you say it again," Daniel smirked, standing over. He rushed over and started tickling you. It wasn't a secret that you were extremely ticklish.

"No!" you squealed, running off, with Daniel chasing you.

"Say it again," Daniel challenged.

"Johna's better," you stated. Daniel cornered you and tickled you mercilessly. "Okay, okay, stop! I can't breathe!" he pulled his hands away, blue eyes looking at you expectantly.

"You're better, because you're amazing," you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"You're beautiful you know," Daniel replied.

"Well duh! I'm fabulous," you joked, striking a very diva-ish pose. Daniel twirled you around and picked you up, carrying you over to the couch.

"Hey, no getting nasty on the couch, we sit there too," Jack laughed. "Scooch," he demanded, holding a bowl of popcorn as Jonah switched over to Netflix.

"Where's Corbyn?" you asked, looking around.

"He's out with Christina, where have you been?" Jack asked, brow furrowing.

"Obviously not with the present," Daniel smiled. "Otherwise you would know, that I AM THE BETTER KISSER!" You kissed him right after he finished talking.

"I know," you smirked.

"Minx," he teased.

"Shut. Up," Jonah whispered, as the movie started. You and Daniel smirked, holding hands. You leaned against him, watching the movie.


*okay, so this book has like some 7k reads and like 120 votes. I know those are small numbers compared to some, but DAMN! I honestly thought this book would get like... 2. If you want me to do a fake instagram post, another imagine or have a preference request, leave a comment and I'll get it done as soon as possible, peace*

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