This is where one girl dives into the many roles of Dylan O'Brien and brings out fantasies for those who share the same love as she has for Dylan O'Brien.
Whether you love the adorable sarcastic Stiles Stilinski, the sly insatiable Void, the nerdy...
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Mitch when you are patching him up in which he points out that if Hurley didn't tell you to help that he would be a goner. You tell him that it wasn't Hurley who told you to save him, you walkto turn on a shower for him to clean up the dry blood. That is when he realizes what you meant.
You: Here...let me help you.
Mitch: You don't have too Y/N.
You: Come on Rapp...I don't bite...much. *smirks*
Mitch:*allows you to help him* I guess I should thank you for saving my ass tonight, if Hurley didn't give you my location I probably would've died.
You: Right...Hurley gave me your location even though our coms were down to come save you. *gives him a small look before finishing up with patching him up*
Mitch: If Hurley didn't tell you then why did you come?
You: Maybe I didn't want you to die...maybe I don't want to break in another partner. 'Specially one that can't drive me crazy like you can. *smirks slightly but Mitch seems oblivious to it.* I'm gonna run the shower for you, you have to clean up that dried blood. *touches his thigh oddly and then walks away*
Mitch: *realizes what you meant, turns to the bathroom and makes his way to you. He grabs your arm spins you around and lifts you by your thighs resting you onto the sink counter. Then he presses his lips onto yours**
