☆ borhap cast imagines ☆ // hardyzello

my rockstar boyfriend // ben hardy

Warnings: suggestive themes, pretty short fic

"How do I look, babe?" Your boyfriend, Ben asked, as he spun around in his Roger costume. "It's alright, I guess," You joked, while shrugging.

Ben rolled his eyes before he wrapped his arms around your waist, whispering in your ear, "I'll show you what's more than alright once I'm finished here-"

"Ben, you're on in five!" A voice interrupted him from finishing his sentence. Laying his chin on your shoulder, pouting, he grumbled, "I don't wanna go."

"But you have to," You giggled, facing towards him before pulling his chin towards you, "Good luck, babe," You placed a soft kiss on his pouty lips before fixing a few stray hairs on his wig.

After Ben ran towards the set, you saw the director talking to him along with a girl extra who was wearing the shortest skirt you've ever seen.

You saw that the director gestured towards the couch, and then Ben positioned himself on the couch, while the girl had to sit beside him and just be all over him.

They were currently filming the "Seven Seas of Rhye" scene where they were recording an album, and you thought that the girl way too into the role.

Maybe it was just really good acting, but, you couldn't help but feel a little jealous over her just being all over your boyfriend.

She was laying her head on his shoulder, putting her face way too close to his, and her hand was caressing his thigh. You also swore you saw her hand on your his abs.

Of course, Ben couldn't refuse since it was part of the role, so, he could only hold the girl closer by her shoulder.

Meanwhile, you just watched from the side with crossed arms, clearly feeling jealous. After what seemed like an eternity, the director finally yelled, "And that's a wrap, everyone!"

Ben felt relieved, he was already getting a tiny bit uncomfortable with the girl's touches during the scene, especially because she wasn't you.

As he ran towards you, he saw that you had a sour expression on your face, and that you were turning your back on him.

Knowing what it was, he pouted and wrapped his arms around your waist again. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, even though he already knew.

"Hmph," You turned your head the other way, ignoring his arms wrapped around you. "Baaabe," He chuckled, laying his chin on your shoulder, giving your cheek a soft kiss.

You felt your cheeks heat up, but you ignored it, "She was all over you," You grumbled, before he let out a soft chuckle.

"She was just a groupie, love, while you, are the love of my life," He said, lovingly, before he turned you around to see your pouty face.

"She was touching your abs, though," You joked, a small smile making its way to your lips, your hands reaching up to play with his long hair.

Ben chuckled, "Yes, but only you can touch everything else," He whispered the last part, the blush on your cheeks becoming even warmer.

You bit your lip as you felt his face coming closer to yours, before he finally crashed his lips against yours, your fingers running through his wig.

As your kiss deepened, he suddenly hoisted you up, his hands holding up your thighs, while your arms were around his neck.

"Ben! What are you doing?" You squealed, suddenly embarrassed because there were still people on set.

He looked at you with a smirk, "Finishing what I started," which sent shivers down your spine, as he carried you towards his dressing room.

"Woo! Get it on!" You heard Joe yell, followed by cheers and whistles erupting from the set.

As he was carrying you towards his dressing room, you passed by the girl from earlier, and you made sure to send her a wink.

She only got a taste, while you get the whole meal.