This one is for Dwayne, Sam, and Star only*
Dwayne:
You two are laying on a blanket from home watching the star shower that only happens once every two years.
Your head's on his shoulder and he's dressed in something other than his usual leather attire.
"What do you think it's like to be a star?"
"You are my star, Y/N."
Sam:
You're watching the stars twinkle from your window when arms snake around your middle from behind; Sam's arms. You let out a yelp and lean back to meet the bottom of his chin. He was at least 4 inches taller than you.
He kisses your forehead as a shooting star crosses over and you make a wish.
Star:
She's got her arms wrapped around you as stars shoot by.
"Were you named after a star, Star?" You ask.
"I don't really know. My parents died before I even knew."
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The Lost Boys Imagines and Preferences (Requests open)
Fanfiction"They're only noodles Michael. Tell me, how could a million Chinese people be wrong." Just a typical Imagines book. Requests are open, just pm me or comment. Can write smut.
