Magcon Imagines

Matthew Espinosa <3 <3

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

I check the clock by my bed, 6:15pm. “Cameron!” I yell. “Your friends are here!” God, he just came home yesterday, and already has friends over. They better not even think that they’re getting the big tv in the basement.

“(Y/N) I’m in the shower!” Cam yells back. “Tell them to come upstairs!” Groaning, I put my book down and go to the door. Opening the door, Nash and Matt huff in mock annoyance.

“Gosh (Y/N)!” Nash says. “What took you so long?” I roll my eyes and playfully hit his arm.

“Reading your fairy tales again Baby Dallas? Matt says. I hit him a little harder than I did to Nash. “Hey! What was that for???” He asks.

“I only read that cause I was bored!” I say and they crack up. “And I told you to stop calling me Baby Dallas!” I say.

“It suits you,” he says. “You are acting like a baby”. He says and Nash laughs along side him.

“Whatever Espinosa”, I say rolling my eyes. “Cameron’s upstairs so you can go up there to wait”.

“Thanks (Y/N)”. Nash says and goes up the stairs.

“Yeah thanks. Baby Dallas”, Matt chuckles and follows Nash up the stairs. This is going to be a long night. Lord help me please. 

***9:30pm***

Finally! The new episode of the Fosters! I’ve been so busy this week, I just got time now to see it. Snuggling around my popcorn bowl, I press play and let the episode unfold. Not even ten minutes into my show, I hear bounding down the stairs. Oh no. They are NOT changing my show. And here they are standing in front of me with their bottom lips out. “And what do you want me to do for you guys now?”I ask, pausing my show on an close up on Brandon’s face. 

“Matt brought Scream 4 and this is the best tv to watch it on”. Cameron pleads. 

“Fine”, I say and give in. “Only because Cam’s finally home. But I get to stay and watch too”. Nash and Cam high five and put the movie in. Grabbing sleeping bags, they lay on their stomachs on the floor. Matt decides he wants to sit on the couch, and out of all the space, he plops down next to me. “Uh can I help you?” I ask.

“Noooooo,” he says. “I’m here to help YOU”. He smiles.

“And how can you help me?” I ask him. “It’s just a movie”. 

“Well Baby Dallas,” he says and I roll my eyes. “It’s a scary movie and you’re a girl and I’m a guy. I’m here to protect you from the scaweey parts.” He says in a baby voice.

“Whatever”, I say. “Just watch the movie ok?” And turn to watch the movie.

The movie was going fine until Scream sneaks in the girls room to kill her. With every slash, I bury my head deeper into Matt’s chest. “It’s over”. He says, chuckling. I pull away and sit up again. 

“How do you watch that?” I ask, causing him to laugh a little harder. 

“Probably cause I’m not a baby.” He says. “And to be able to protect you”. I blush, thankful that the lights are off so he can’t see me.

“So I guess I should say thank you?” I ask in a joking way. He laughs a little, causing me to a bit.

“Just move closer so I can protect you more”. He says. I obey and lay my head on his shoulder, smiling at how brotherly he’s trying to be. “Better?” He asks and I nod. “Now that the princess of the castle is safe, we can watch the movie.” Princess? For some reason, that name sounds good coming from him.

***12:00am***

Turning off the DVD player, I notice the boys have fallen asleep. Time for me to go upstairs. I walk up the stairs and go to my room. Getting comfy, I change into my favorite Kermit the Frog tank top and some loose sweat pants. I turn on my tv and flip through channels and land on SNL. I pull out my phone from its charger and go through tumblr. Reading some Magcon imagines, a knock taps on my door. Grabbing my hair brush, I walk to the door. I swing it open to reveal a very amused Matt. “Someone knocks at your door and you have a brush as your weapon of choice?” He laughs. “Nice jammies by the way”. 

“What are you doing here?” I ask, moving the subject away from my clothing choices.

“I woke up and wanna watch tv”. He says simply. 

“Then go down stairs and watch tv.” I say.

“But I wanna watch tv with you.” He pouts. It’s 12:30am and I’m way too tired for this.

“Fine”, I say and he plops down on my bed. “Just don’t take up all the covers”. I say and climb in next to him. 

Almost asleep, Matt wakes me up. “(Y/N)?” He asks. I turn on my side to face him. 

“Yes Matt?” I ask, yawning.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” I blush like wildfire.

“No why?” I ask cautiously. “Do you have a girlfriend?” I ask back.

“No,” he says. A silence sat between us for what seems like hours. “Do you have a crush on anyone?” Yes. It’s you.

“Yes.” I ask, unsure where this is going. His expression drops a little, making him look upset.

“I hope you know that if he breaks your heart, I’ll kick his teeth in”. He said sounding angry. 

“You wouldn’t be able to”. I say on accident.

“Why not?” He asks. I have to tell him. No going back now. 

“You can’t kick your own teeth in”. I say and hide under the covers. Seconds later, he goes under them too, his nose touching mine.

“You have a crush on me?” He asks, his eyes shining with hope. 

“Yeah,” I say, looking down at my shirt. 

“That’s good cause I had no idea how to tell you that I liked you”. He says. Even in the dim light of the blanket, I could see his blush. He probably saw mine too. 

“Really?” I ask incredulously. 

“Yeah,” he says. “(Y/N)?” He asks.

“Yes Matt?” I say. 

“Can I kiss you?” I smile and nod. His lips were like two plump pillows molding with mine. They tasted faintly of the popcorn we shared earlier, making me smile at the memory. We pull away, smiles on our faces. “How was that?” He asks.

“That?” I ask. “Was perfect.”