Freshlee Imagines

Skate

My gentle fingers trace Nate's tattoos, he smiles as I my fingers move closer to his chest tattoos. His chest rises and falls slowly and we lay close together our bodies intertwined. My head is resting on his shoulder as we lay together in Nate's bed watching "The Hangover". 'Lets go handsome...not you fat Jesus.' The cop says and we both laugh at the stupidity of the scene."Why can't we just tell him?" Nate asks and I roll my eyes. "Ughh," I groan flopping onto my chest and run my hands through his hair, "Can we please go one day without talking about that?" I frown and lay face down into a pillow hiding my face from Nate's cautious eyes. I feel his hand run through my thick hair pulling it away from my face. "I know, sorry babygirl." Nate's soft lips press a kiss to my temple, "I love you." He whispers in my ear and chills run through my body. "I love you too, Nate." I turn my head to look at him and he smiles widely and stares into my eyes lovingly. "God, you're beautiful." He says and I blush. His eyes flicker down to my lips and he licks his and I nod. We lean in and our mouths melt together. Every kiss with Nate feels like the first, filled with love and anticipation. Nate's hand grab my waist and pull me closer to him. He pushes me underneath him and he hangs above me in a push-up position. He leans down about to press a firm kiss to my lips when the door swings open. "Hey Nate-WAIT (Y/N)?!" Jack screams and Nate admittedly rolls off of me and grabs the nearest sweatshirt. I'm so scared, that I'm stuck on my spot on the bed, cross-legged. Jack has always had a quick temper but never with me. "What the fuck are you doing with my little sister?" Jack screams shaking the room. "Gilinsky," Nate huffs and runs his hands through his hair nervously, "We were going to tell you." "Going to tell me WHAT?!" He screams and I jump up from my spot on the bed. "Jack." Tears sting my eyes as I stand between the two hot-headed boys, "I'm sorry...I-I was afraid to tell you because I knew this is how you would react. I mean you can be pretty scary when your yelling." I stutter and I feel Nate's strong hands on my hips. "You're afraid of me?" Jack says and I hear the worry in his voice. "It's okay, babe." Nate whispers in my ear only for me to hear. "Y-yeah but only when you yell and stuff." I nod and hang my head scared of what Jack will say to us. "Oh my god," Jack says stepping forward placing a hand on my shoulder and I flinch, "(Y/N)." I turn instinctively to Nate and bury my head in his chest. His arms rub my back as I try not to cry. "Look," Jack says and I turn my head to him, "I didn't know I scared you like that, I'm so sorry."(Y/N) I am so sorry...You're my little sister I am supposed to protect you not terrify you." He says sadly, I nod slowly and I walk up to him and he hugs me. "Now Nate...." Jack continues. "Oh fuck." Nate groans and I laugh quietly. "If you hurt my baby sister," Jack cracks his knuckles, "I swear to god, I will kill you. I'm not joking." Jack clenches his jaw and I can see in his eyes that there is no sarcasm. "Woah," Nate holds up his hands, "I love your sister. I would never hurt her. I promise." "I love him too, Jack." I wrap my arms around Nate's waist and look up at him as he looks down smiling. "Fine. Fine. You two have my blessings," Jack utters, "but no PDA in front of me please...it's still weird." "Agreed." I say, excited and run up to hug my brother thanking him.