Why Dont We Cute/Dirty Imagines

Jonah

The boys were finally home from tour and all of us were outside just because it was beautiful outside.  It was later in the day so it was getting cooler out, so you cuddled up to Jonah who was next to you. He pulled you closer to him as you shiver went down your spine.  Whenever I'm cold I can just cuddle up to Jonah and I'll become nice and warm, and I feel safe in his arms like nothing can ever hurt me.   

Anyways I'm sitting on Jonah's lap in an oversized sweatshirt of his and spandex, hair up in a high ponytail, hugging him with my head in the crook of his neck.  The other boys were just messing around outside and Jonah and I were enjoying each other's company. 

"I love you Y/n" Jonah said in my ear, making the hair on the back of neck stand up.

"I love you too Jonah, I always will." I whispered ever so quietly.  He just hugged me tighter as if never letting go.  I gently layed my arms around him as he began rocking us back and forth.  And if I wasn't falling asleep before, I sure am now.  My eyes started to close and I could myself getting lost in the moment, and Jonah clearly noticed.

"Y/n?" he asked.

"Mm." was all I could manage.

He giggled, "I'll take you upstairs, then we can cuddle. Ok? Its getting late anyway."

I slightly nodded my head.  He then picked me up bridal style into the house and up the stairs.  He opened to door to his room.  He set me down gently and got ready for bed, and finally came over the side of the bed and cuddled with me.  I couldn't ask for anything more from him. 

"Did I tell you I love you yet?" he said.

"Mhm" I mumbled in agreement.

"Well Imma say it again, I love you Y/n" he pulled me closer to him.

"I love you too Jonah." I said

He laughed, "Lets get some sleep Y/n"

"I couldn't agree more."