Ian (Charles) Dickinson Imagines

Spider

You was using the bathroom at Ian's, you was just sitting there scrolling through your phone.

You turned your phone off and reached for the toilet paper. You seen something black, crawling on the floor in the corner of your eye. You whispered and cursed to yourself, trying to find away to kill it without getting near it.

You grabbed your phone and called Ian.

"Hello?" He asked confused, because he was in the room nextdoor.

"Come here. Now" you whispered

"Are you okay?" He asked confusion in his voice.

"Just come in here" you said, starting to panick as the spider crawled closer to you.

Ian busted through the door, confusion written on his face.

"What?" He asked.

You pointed at the spider.

"It's fucking huge!" You whispered screamed. "Kill it!"

"I can't kill it. It's helpless and innocent." He said.

"Are you fucking kidding? Get it out of here"

He reached beside you and got some toilet paper and gently scooped it up. He opened the window and places outside.

"There. Better?" He asked.

"Yes" you said grabbing the toilet paper. You pulled your pants up and started to walk out, but Ian grabbed your hand and pulled you into his arms.

"I saved you from a spider, don't I get a reward?" He asked smirking.

"Yes" you smiled. You leaned in and gave him a kiss, he smiled into the kiss and pulled you closer to him.

"Let's watch TV" you said disconnecting your lips.