Bex T.k imagines

She's perfect, I can't believe she's mine. ~ {Bex}

She's perfect, I can't believe she's mine. ~ {Bex}

-Carnival date-

Warning: This one is fucking cheesy .

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"Beautiful.. just absolutely stunning." I breathe out, my eyes filled with so much love and adoration as I started at my perfect girlfriend who just walked in the room wearing a long sleeved crop top, showing her perfectly toned stomach, her ripped black skinny jeans hugging her sexy thighs and adorable butt.

She brushes her pixie cut out of her eyes and says with a slight blush dusting her cheeks, "I'm just wearing what I usually wear."

"And you look like a fucking goddess as always." I say as I start to get up from the bed, wrapping my arms around Bex's waist and staring at the most perfect thing ever created.

"I can't believe you're mine." I whisper in complete awe.

"Stop it." She says getting embarrassed and covering her face with her adorable tiny hands.

I grab her wrists with one of my hands and move it away from her face as the other creases her smooth skin. "I'll be dressed in about 5 minutes and then we'll leave okay?" I whisper to her softly as I kiss her cheek.

She nods and leaves to the kitchen probably getting something to drink. I quickly put on my black fishnets with some black shorts that are covered by my over sized dark blue shirt reaching just a little above my knees. I was never comfortable with showing any skin and I never wore stuff like this but Bex made me feel so much better about myself and gave me confidence. I don't just love her for her looks, I always fall in love with the soul first and Bex's won me over completely, she was so kind, giving and not to mention hilarious even with her stupid puns that always got me to smile at how bad they were. She has such a big impact on the youth that are in the lgbtq+ communitiy with her being open and happy with who she is and being able to talk about it freely. She was intelligent, sassy, caring and built the most amazing forts.

I decided to leave my hair as it is and put on my black combat boots, matching with Bex and rush down the stairs, I see her scrolling through her phone waiting for me.

"Hi beautiful." I say as she gets up and hugs me. I peck her plump, pink lips and just hold her for a moment as I stare into her beautiful blue eyes that have specks of green and grey in them, mesmerizing me to no end.

"How did I get so lucky?" I speak all of a sudden, trying to catch my breath she had taken away by her mere presence.

"Oh god! Shut up, you're so fucking cheesy." She chuckles as she hits my chest lightly.

"I can't help it when I am around you and I mean every word I say." I wink at her with a stupid grin on my face.

"Dork." She says as she drags me to our car. I get in the driver's side as she gets into the passenger's seat. I start up the car waiting for it to heat up before reversing from our driveway. Bex plugs her phone to the aux cord and starts playing 'our songs' that were chosen whenever we heard a song and it reminded us of the other one or songs that memories were made from.

"So where are we going?" She asks turning her head towards me. I glance at her from the corner of my eye. "Well at first I was thinking of taking you to a fancy restaurant but then I realized we both hate that sort of thing, so how about a fun night out at the carnival?" I ask her sheepishly, my shoulders rising up to cover my face.