When... (Dylan O'Brien Character Imagines)

thomas when...

You teach him how to dance

You noticed your best friend Thomas sitting alone and picking at his food during lunch.

You walked over to him once you grabbed your food and sat down next to him and nudged his arm, playfully.

"Hey, Tommy," You chirped. "Hey," He mumbled looking down and playing with his untouched lunch.

"What's got you down?" You ask concerned for your friend. "It's nothing. Sometimes I wish I had a way to forget everything. Get away from it all, you know?"

You both continued to sit in silence while you tried to come up with a way to cheer him up. Suddenly, an idea popped into your head and you grinned to yourself.

"Come on," You said taking one last bite of food and standing up, pulling Thomas's arm. "What?" He looked up at you.

"Just trust me, okay?" You grabbed his hand and pulled him through the Glade until you reached the Deadheads.

"Where are you taking me?" He laughed as you pulled him deeper into the woods.

"I had a dream the other night. I had a dream I was a little girl and I was standing on my father's feet and waltzing around. I think he was teaching me how to dance," You grinned, remembering the happiness the dream brought you.

"What are you saying?" He raised a brow. You rolled your eyes and stepped closer to him.

"Give me your hand," You said sticking out your hand but he stepped away. "No, no I can't dance I don't even know how," He shook his head.

"Don't be such a scaredy cat, Tommy," You forcefully grabbed both of his hands and pulled him closer towards you.

"Put one hand here," You said putting his left hand on your waist. "And this one here I think," You connected his right hand with yours.

"Now when I step back, you step forward with your same foot," You took a step back and he followed and you continued this pattern until you were both comfortable.

While you were focusing on your feet, Thomas was admiring how you could always make him smile no matter what.

"Do know what a dip is?" You said looking up into his brown eyes. "Of course," He said moving his hand to your back and dipping you down, making you yelp.

"I thought you said you couldn't dance?" You laughed as Thomas pulled you back into his chest. "I just have a great teacher."