Imagines of Ben Hardy and his portrayals of Roger Taylor and Warren Worthington. I am doing request so messages me anytime if you want a imagine.
All formats are going to be in "y/n" even if you do request, I will not put personal names for the re...
GUYS......... enjoy this gif 😀 but anyways i'm back for like 3 days cause i have no internet and right now i'm actually home for the weekend with wifi but don't rely on me to constantly update chapters because while i was gone i was actually writing a billy hargrove book instead of making imagines on here so yayyy but i'll be back soon but idk when so enjoy this chapter (and that gif)
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y/n hopped around the living like a bunny due to her drunk state. ben watched her with a amused expression on his face. it shocked him that y/n, who barely likes to get up in the morning can spiral in the middle of the day and last until midnight to the point where she passes out.
"boop boop boop" her voice was high pitched as she continued to hop around. she abruptly stopped making ben's eyebrows shoot up. "i'm thirsty" she panted stumbling into the kitchen where he cautiously followed her making sure she wouldn't fall out. she grabbed the apple juice from the refrigerator and opened it, messily pouring some into a cup. she looked back at ben with her mouth open and she had her hand over her mouth.
"oopsies" she drink it quickly making ben chuckle as he thought of a way to mess with her.
"y/n! are you drinking the apple juice?!" he exclaimed in a worried tone. she jumped look over to him as he tried his best to hide his smile. "yes!"
"oh no. that was baby apple juice, y/n! do you know what this means?!" he walked over to her scared state. she vigorously shook her head no in response. "it's means you're going to turn into a baby!" her mouth dropped as tears welled up in her eyes.
"really??" she whimpered. ben nodded his head. "no! i don't want to be a baby!" she cried as the tears fell. ben stifled a laugh. "it's too late!" he grabbed her shoulders looking he in the eyes. "you're going to turn into a baby!"
"NO! HOW DO I STOP IT" she cried harder. i don't think ben felt bad about doing this...he's done it multiple times.
"you have to go to sleep" he told her slowly. she nodded her head wiping her tears.
ben took her to her bed room and made her lay in the bed. "will i be a cute baby?" she asked suddenly making ben crease his eyebrows as a small smile came on his face. "yeah, cause you're already cute. really cute" he laid beside her pulling her body towards his.
"well i for sure know you were a cute baby" she mumbled "like you went from 'your daughter will be home on time' to 'your daughter calls me daddy too'" she laughed. ben pinches the bridge of his nose laughing.
"but that's what you said to my dad so.." she trailed off moving her hands around in the air searching for something else to say. "that statement wasn't a lie" she laughed again but it died down as she started to fall asleep.
