yungblud imagines / oneshots

i only have eyes for you

You've never been one to get jealous of Dominic being around other women. Because of course, being friends with the opposite sex was a common thing and didn't always mean the two people were dating or some dumb shit like that. But with her, it seemed different.

You didn't care much about the pictures. He told you they had just recorded something and she got sent the flowers by a fan. But now it seemed to continue on—liked tweets, black hearts to each other. He listened to her music even more now and while it shouldn't have bothered you so much, it did.

You liked her. She had good music and you didn't really care about the controversy she got in. Not to mention she was gorgeous and definitely Dominic's type, and that's what worried you.

What if you weren't enough? You weren't an artist—you weren't an incredible singer or songwriter. What if he left you for someone with more talent? Someone more deserving of him?

You're looking a tweet she sent and what he replied with, which was same old same
old—three black hearts, and almost jumped out of your skin when a body came to lie next to you in your bed. Dominic peered over your shoulder and you immediately locked your phone, flushing at his sudden presence.

"What? What were ya lookin' at?" he raises an eyebrow, and you blush.

"Nothing," you say, trying your best to hide your phone from his curious eyes. "Shoo."

"Nah, lemme see." he says and grabs your phone, unlocking it with the passcode. You lunge for it but he pulls it out of your grip, his eyes landing on the tweets.

He chuckles. "Why are ya lookin' at this...?"

"I was just scrolling on Twitter, and I saw it, that's all." you swallowed, still reaching for your phone.

"Really? Is that why ya took a screenshot of it?" he says as he tries to scroll and reveals that it's merely a screenshot buried in all of the other screenshots that had something, anything to do with him and her. Your heart stops, and you quickly snatch your phone from him, locking it once again.

"Darlin'," he says quietly, making you shake your head as you turn away from him to put your phone on charge. "Ya know I only want you, right? Nobody else."

"Yeah." you shrug, deleting all of the pictures from more embarrassment.

You yelp when your phone is suddenly taken out of your hand and his body is on top of yours, pretty green eyes staring right into your own.

"Do you know?" he whispers, leans down to nose his cheek. "Or do I have to show ya—that I really, really only want you?"

He pushes his body down onto yours, leaving your space between the two of you while kissing the skin of your neck, and your hands ball into his fists when he suddenly bites your skin.

"Answa me, sweetie."

"S-Show me," you say quietly, face hot.

He grins, pushing his body into yours once again while pecking your lips. "Will do, baby."

By the end of the night and by early morning, you can tell you really are the only one that he wants.