The Outsiders Imagines & Stuff

Steve Imagine

"You ready for bed?" Steve asks you as you cuddle into him on the couch. His dad had kicked him out again and, instead of going to the Curtis house, he'd started to take refuge with you, knowing you would always welcome him with loving arms. It helped that your parents traveled pretty much constantly.

"Mmph, I don't wanna get up." You groan, snuggling into his side and smelling the aroma of cologne with a hint of chocolate cake and car grease that followed him everywhere.

"Oh, that's how we're feeling tonight, huh?" He laughs softly, turning off the tv. "Guess I'll just carry you then."

With that, he picks you up and carries you to your room. He sets you down in bed and turns off the light before climbing in next to you.

He lays on his side with one arm under his pillow and the other draped around you, your back to him as you lay on your side as well.

"Hey." He says before you fall asleep.

"Huh?" You inquire, tired and wanting to sleep.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"And baby?"

"Yes?"

"You're sweeter than chocolate cake."

He leans over and kisses your cheek before pulling you closer to him. The two of you fall asleep, both wanting nights like these to last forever.