Lovesick(MIW Imagines)

Begging

"Oh come on baby please?"

Ricky looked up at me with pleading eyes and I almost lost it right there, calming the urge building up to smash my lips to his.

"I'm still sitting firmly on that no babe." I let out a playful sigh and walked into the kitchen to grab a soda.

Ricky jumped up from his spot and followed me in, still looking at me with the same puppy eyes (that were still really cute.) "Aww come on, you know I didn't mean to babygirl..."

"Well tough shit. That was embarrassing and you knew I didn't want to do it." I let out a small sniffle. "I got weally hurt..."

Ricky's face softened and quickly grew into one of concern. "You didn't tell me that..."

I lightly swatted away the hand Ricky reached out to me with, feeling the tears in my eyes build up faster as I walked past him and went straight to our room and shut the door--no, slammed the door shut. I didn't know where this anger was coming from again, but I just felt anxious and angry and sad and I wanted to cry in Ricky's arms so bad but also punch him straight in his beautiful goddamn face.

I flopped onto the bed and buried my face in a pillow, letting out a loud yet muffled scream. And then I broke down and just started crying. I cried for a good ten minutes, feeling my throat become scratchy from intermittent screaming.

*knock knock knock* "Baby? Are you okay in there? Please let me in, please baby I'm really worried."

I sniffled loudly and reached for the plush bunny on my pillow, clutching it to my chest. "G-Go away!"

Ricky knocked again, fumbling with the doorknob. "Babygirl, please let Daddy in...I just wanna hold you and help you feel better...please..."

I contemplated it for another few minutes before I got up and shuffled over to the door, opening it with a shy motion.

Ricky immediately wrapped his arms around me and I felt myself continuing to cry, tears already starting to stain the front of his shirt.

"Shhhh, its okay baby, I know I was an asshole but right now you just need to let go of all your stress and worry...just let it out and cry as much as you need to..." Ricky picked me up in his arms, climbing under the covers with me as he tucked us both in.

I buried my face in his neck, my sobs starting to calm down a little.

Ricky cooed and ran his fingers through my hair, brushing some behind my ear while he spoke softly. "Shh, shh, its okay snuggle bear, daddy's right here, I won't let anything else hurt you again."

I sniffled again and curled up into his embrace, sighing softly as he rocked me back and forth. "Pwomise daddy?"

Ricky nodded and kissed my forehead and lips. "Pwomise dear."

I sniffled one last time and snuggled closer to Ricky, feeling a hazy warmth overtake me as I began to grow tired.

"What's up sweetpea?" Ricky nuzzled my hair before he looked down at me.

"Can I have my wittle bird?" I batted my eyelashes at him, giggling softly.

"Of course lil pumpkin." Ricky shifted a bit to reach back and grab it, smiling when I excitedly cuddled the giant pink bird holding a heart.

"How about you get some rest, and I'll get dinner started?" Ricky combed through my hair again, a sleepy purr rolling from my mouth.

"Otay." I snuggled under the blankets and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Time Skip:

"Y/N?"

"Y/N, are you awake?"