Palaye Royale/Waterparks Imagines

Whatever You Want | a.k.

        Waking up in the morning to the smell of bacon and waffles is always the best. Rolling out of bed, I hear the bedroom door open and look up. "Damn it, babe. I wanted to surprise you." Awsten told me as he walked over to his side of our bed and sat down with a tray that was overflowing with two plates, two cups of coffee and the bottle of syrup. "Next time you want to surprise me, try not being so loud in the kitchen." I laugh as I sit back next to him on the bed. "Fuck you, I was being nice." He scoffed. "You're always the sweetest," I kissed his cheek, "and thank you, nevertheless." I take a piece of bacon off the plate closest to me and start eating. Awsten hands me a mug of coffee and I set it on my nightstand, setting my plate in my lap. "This isn't bad, babe." I tell him, "Is it supposed to be?" He asks, chuckling "Well, no," I swallow my last piece of waffle "but last time you cooked, you burnt everything." I remind him of Valentine's Day last year. "Shut up, you little shit." He laughs, pecking my lips quickly before gathering up the dishes and setting them back on the tray.

       Following Awsten down the stairs, I notice his hair is quite faded. "Babe, are you planning on doing your hair at some point?" I ask him, running my hand through it "Yeah, I actually thought about going today." He said, sitting on the couch. "Do you know what color you're going to do this time?" I ask, "No. You pick this time." He told me as we laid bak into the couch, pulling me with him. "Are you sure you want me to choose?" I raise my eyebrow "I'll do whatever you want." He tells me, placing a kiss to my forehead "Uh, green?" I suggest "Already done it." He says quickly "Pink?" I throw out "Most definitely not." He snorts "Purple," I say matter-of-factly "You're doing purple." "Okay, I can pull of purple." He laughs.

      We walk into the salon and I walk over to the counter, telling her we need a hair treatment for Awsten and a manicure for me. The nice lady leads Awsten over to a chair where a slightly younger lady is standing and I can hear pieces of the conversation. "Hi, what're you looking for today?" The younger lady asks him "Just trim it and it all needs to be pastel purple." Awsten tells her and her eyes widen. "My girlfriend picked the color." He points over at me and the younger lady smiles and nods as she makes eye-contact with me.

       I'm sitting in the chair, hands under the UV light as my nails are finishing. A pair of hands cover my eyes and I immediately know is Awsten's calloused hands on my face. "Does it look good?" I ask, he pulls his hands away "It always looks good, it's on me." He smirks. I finally look up at him. "Oh babe, it looks so good!" I smile brightly. "I told you I'd do whatever you wanted. You haven't steered me wrong yet." Awsten laughed as he pulled up a chair next to me and kissed my nose.