Just randomly started to write these imagines. I wanted to write these so we could remember this wonderful and magical TV show. I will only be writing imagines on Greg, Peter and Bobby. Send in imagine ideas if ya want. Honestly, I don't really know...
It was a long day of work and all you wanted to do is go home and cuddle with your boyfriend, Greg. You guys are at University but own a small apartment. Your part time job was working at a bookstore. It was the best job ever, well on a quite day it was. On busy days it was hard and tiring. It drained the energy out of you. Sadly today was a busy day.
You opened the front door with a sigh. "Honey, I'm home." You yell as you throw your coat in the closet. 'Weird, there's no response.' There was always a response from Greg, like always. Even if he was sleeping, he would reply. 'Maybe he's not home yet?' you thought. Your stomach let out a loud grumble and decided to get a snack. You open the fridge door to reveal the last slice of cheesecake left over from the other night.
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After grabbing a shiny fork from the draw you sit down at the table and melted into the chair. One bite and all the flavours exploded in your mouth. Your taste buds were having a party. Each bite was heaven. Sadly, you finished the slice of cake. Your start to walk to the bedroom that Greg and you shared to get dressed into your pyjamas.
The closer you got to the room you heard noises. very interesting noises. It sounded like a mix of high and low pitched grunting. You didn't think much of it. It was probably the TV that Greg had accidentally left on. The closer and closer you got the noises started to sound like a girl moaning your man's name. "Greeeeggggg. oh Greg that feels great." Your hear. This could not be happening, he could not be cheating on you. You rushed to the room to find out whats going on.
You burst through the door and you see y/w/e and Greg scrambling to get away from each other. Greg looked pained. He knew he stuffed up big time. Before you could say anything you slam the door and start to get your things. By this time the tears were falling uncontrollably. Greg rushes to put his clothes on to catch up and explain to you what happened.
"Y/n wait up, I can explain." "WHAT IS THERE TO EXPLAIN GREG?! I SAW WHAT YOU AND Y/W/E WERE DOING!" You scream back at him. "Look y/n, I'm truely sorry, I didn't mean it. I love you." He says. "If you truely loved me, you wouldn't have done it. Get out of my house and never speak to me again." And with that you left the house slamming the front door leaving Greg stunned.
