Connor oneshots & imagines (dbh)

do you love me?

Female reader

Y/N POV

It was me, Connor, Hank, and Connor's new girlfriend. We were all sitting on the couch and watching TV together. Her name's Francine and I couldn't stand her being in my house for another second. Her blue eyes, big ass, big tits, small waist, long blonde hair UGH. Fucking bitch. She was cuddled up all over Connor and it was making me sick. I wonder if Hank is thinking the same thing as me. I looked over to Hank and he was passed out, fast asleep, in my rocking chair in the corner, by the couch.

Connor and Francine must've thought I was asleep as well because he started to kiss her neck. I heard his slobbery, wet lips go to town on her neck and looked over at them in Awe at what they were doing in front of me. She looked at my and grinned as she let out light moans. "Are you fucking kidding me? Get the fuck outta' my house. Both of you!" I said getting up and showing them the door. Connor's LED whirled red, "Y/n, wait, what's going on?". "I'm sick of watching you two face fuck, in front of me, on my couch! Now get. Out."

Francine stood up and wiped her neck. "Um... I'll be outside" she said leaving. When the door shut I saw Connor's LED flashing between yellow and red. "Whats going on?" He asked. "I'm annoyed and disappointed" I said. "Why?" He asked, stepping closer to me. "You wanna know the truth Connor? Huh? The truth is that I can't fucking staaaand that bitch" I said, pointing at the door Francine was behind. "Why
Y/n? Because you can't stand to see me happy? You just expect me to sit here unhappy with no one to love?!" He said, getting angrier.

"I'm glad you're happy, but stop rubbing it in my damn face Connor god. Of course this is my fault for getting pissed at uncomfortable PDA in my house" I said, throwing my hands up. "It shouldn't matter anymore anyway since we're never coming back here. As my best friend, I thought you would be happy and excepting like best friends are supposed to be". Tears stung my eyes, "Connor, I'm trying to be happy for you. I really am". "Then what's stoping you?" He said getting closer. I felt the air from his nostrils brush against my forehead. I looked up at him as he held my hands in his.

"Do you love me?" He asked softly. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I didn't know what to say. Of course I love him. In fact I'm in love with him. He let go of my hands and started towards the door. Say something. "I'm in love with you" I said. He stood in front of the door. He turned back slowly to look at me. We stared into each other's eyes until I sprinted towards him. Our lips smashed together into a passionate kiss.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered as our noses touched. "I understand. I've felt the same way ever since I met you". "Me too" I smiled, connecting our lips again. We stopped when we heard someone clear their throat. "Ehem... can uh- can you guys get a damn room" Hank grumbled.