Outsiders Preferences, Imagines And Headcannons

Brian Cuddles! UwU

Warning: Cuteness...for once!

Brook was honestly tired as all hell. She got home and saw Ian on the couch watching TV.

He looked at her with a smile. "Hey, babe. Tired?" He greeted and asked.

"Hi. And very." She groaned as she sat next to him.

"You're very high?" Ian messed with her and she smiled. Ian brought her closer and they cuddled.

Ian was sitting down, Brook's head in his lap. He played with her hair, which calmed her down the most. "I want a kitty..." Brook mumbled.

"Why?! You have two! You were born with them!" Ian explained, confused.

"Kitty. K-itty." Brook explained. "Not titty!"

"Oh...oh, OH!" He winked at her.

She clicked her tongue and shook her head with a grin. "You're weird."

"Yep. But you know you love me." He chuckled.

Brook was on her side, head in Ian's lap and legs on the rest of the couch.

She was in Ian's sweatshirt that she always stole even if it was already on his body. She was also wearing shorts and socks and her hair down for once.

"You never have your hair down..." Ian pouts.

"Because it becomes fluffy." She chuckled and ran her hands through Ian's hair and giggled. "I love that."

"Me? Or that?"

"You." She looked up at him. Her eyes were a smoky grey with an out dark ring and gold/green surrounding her pupil as if her pupil exploded.

"I love you too, doll." He kissed her, sending butterflies in Brook's stomach.

She pulled her legs up closer to her chest and they cuddled more until Brook accidentally fell asleep.

Ian debated on taking her to bed or leaving her but he didn't move, he wanted her to get her sleep so he chose to lean his arm on the arm of the couch and lean his head on it.

Sodapop and Steve came home and became quiet for them. They sat there and admired how they looked together.

The whole gang soon got home and just let them be.

"Remember when they said I love you for the first time?" Two-Bit chuckled.

"She came home forgetting how to function." Soda laughed softly.

"Ian looked like he used a ketchup face mask and he forgot how to speak and breathe." Ashlyn ratted her brother out.

"Awwww!" Pony awed.

"Darry. How did you let this happen?" Tim asked. "You control your sister, I can't control my brother."

"I don't know. I guess he earned ny trust...?" Darry wasn't really sure how he let the two because the cutest couple of the household.

"They're so cute!" Curly smiled. Their eyes were soon directed to their hands.

Both hands were on Brook's should and they were together ad they slept. Which made it even cuter.

I wrote this sleep drunk...so save me...hope you like it (you know who you are...)