𝐰𝐝𝐰 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

period › j.m.

not very original of me, i know.

you hadn't had the best day, but it wasn't your worst, that's for sure.

you did spend the entire day alone. your boyfriend, jonah, was out with his bandmates at the studio. so, for eight hours, you remained inside the why don't we house watching netflix, eating food, and surfing the internet.

you hadn't really felt that well when you woke up that morning, but it wasn't anything serious. just a small pain in your stomach for an hour and a half or so, and then it went away, so you brushed it off like it was nothing.

but you had started to grow impatient. you hated spending an entire day alone. you loved jonah with all your heart, and all you wanted to do was cuddle and watch movies with him. but he was living his dream. he had achieved everything he could've thought of when he was little and he became very successful with his band. of course, you were proud of him, but there were certain times when you wanted jonah all to yourself.

but you waited. you waited for eight hours for jonah to come home. and as you sat on the couch in the living room, binge-watching parks and recreation, you heard the doorknob turn and unlock, the large wooden barrier opening. you jumped up from the couch and were greeted by jonah with the largest smile on his face, the boys just behind him.

you ran up to him and jumped slightly just so he could catch you. your arms were wrapped around his neck, your legs around his torso. he kissed your temple and remained to hug you. you heard the boys cooing about the two of you in the background. you rolled your eyes and stood back up on your feet.

"i missed you, baby," he said, hugging you again.

although it had been eight hours, it felt like it had been a whole month. you two couldn't even eat a meal without each other. "i missed you too." you smiled into his chest.

the rest of the night continued as you wanted it. it was just you and jonah, the boys understood and left the two of you alone. you remained up in jonah's room for the night watching movies on his computer. ocassionally, you would text corbyn or jonah would text daniel to bring up some food since you were both too lazy to go downstairs and get it yourselves.

in the middle of death note, you fell asleep. when the movie finished, jonah did the same.

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you squinted as you slowly opened your eyes. it was still dark in the room. you looked over at your clock that illuminated the room, its bright numbers reading "2:27 am". you groaned as you always hated when your body naturally woke up early. you could never get back to sleep.

jonah's arm was wrapped around your waist, making you feel safe and protected. but you knew you wouldn't fall asleep unless you got something to drink. so as much you didn't want to, you gently lifted jonah's arm from your body and slipped out from your shared bed.

you tip-toed down that stairs, careful not to wake any of the boys up. you had a slight idea of what was going on, but it wasn't due until the next week. you assumed you just had a small stomach bug and it was no problem.

you grabbed a small cup from the cabinets and poured yourself a glass of water. you slowly drank it until there was no more left. your body ached for more to drink, so you poured yourself another glass. but this time, you wanted something sweet. or something salty. you couldn't decide. you convinced yourself to be scandalous and grab a piece of chocolate that jack hid from the rest of the group.

as you quietly reached for the bag of chocolate candies, you heard light footsteps treading on the floor, making their way to the kitchen. you gasped and quickly put the candy bag back and closed the cabinet door. you turned around and saw jonah. he looked extremely tired, but it was adorable. he rubbed his left eye and sighed.