Why Dont We Imagines & preferences

{Remember my Ex boyfriend?} D.S

I shut the front door almost as quick as I opened it. Unfortunatly, the door slammed a little harder then I meant for it too; it was a very stressful day.

My crazed ex boyfriend has some stalker issue with me: he wont leave me alone, always tries to win me back, take me away from Dani, you name it.

Today, he showed up at the Cafe I worked at and wouldn't leave until I called for my manager. We were closed by then and just doing clean up so he sent me home early, seeing I was frustrated and worked up over this all.

Then he followed me home. All the way home. I was scared to go look out the window becasue I didn't need him to know what appartment I was in.

I pressed my back against the door and slid down to the ground. I ran my fingers through my knotted hair before gripping them by the roots.

I didn't know what to do about him. Get a restraining order? Is that to harsh? I could just ignore him, maybe even yell at him a little. Or may-

"Sweety?" A voice cooed. I didn't realize he was home. I didn't want him to be home.

He didn't know yet.

Slowly, I lifted my head from my hands and came face to face with my loving boyfriend of eight months. I coudln't speak right now, my mouth moved but no words came out. He looked at me with a questionable expression before scooping me off the ground bridal style and heading towards our bedroom.

The tears welded in my eyes never came down, nor did they go away. I swore to myself I was done crying over that asshole. He was gone for two years and now he decides to come back and ruin everything? Nuh uh.

He set me down on the bed before knealing to my level, Dani took notice of the tears and walked to the walk in closet. He later emerged with one of his sweaters and a pair of my shorts. He lowered himself to me and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He fiddled with the hem of my t-shirt, looking at me for permission.

I nodded my head and lifted my arms. He slowly and carefully removed the shirt from my body. He leaned up and caught my lips in a passionate kiss. It felt safe and wonderful being with Dani. He knew just how to calm me, how to make me feel better, he just knew me. After detaching his lips from my own, he trailed down to my neck. He took a second to breath in my scent before reataching his lips to my skin. I knew for a fact he was going to give me a hickey but I didn't move to stop him. Instead I gave him more access by tilting my head to the side a little more.

After he was satisfied, he made me raise my arms so he could put his sweater on me. Once it was on, he finally did my pants.

After I was all changed and cleaned up, Dani snuggled under the covers with me.

"Are you ready to talk about it?" he asked quiety, trying not to disturb the rooms atmosphere.

"You remember my ex right?" I asked, I felt him stiffen, but nod his head. "He's uh- he's back in town."

He waited for me to go on, but I wasn't going to unless I was asked. "Go on," he urged. Fuck.

"He has been stalking me for the past three weeks. Kreeping on my social media, texting me with a new number. Hes trying to get me back in the bad way," I felt his heart beat increase and I knew he was mad. "He uh-" I spoke so quiet I wasn't sure he could even hear m, "he showed up to my work today."

"He what!?" Dani almost yelled. I moved to face him and placed my hand on his toned chest. I wouldn;t look him in the eye so I just drew circles on his skin.

"He wouldn't leave till the manager kicked him out, even threatened to call the cops. Then I was sent home early and he was waiting for me. He followed me all the way here," I chocked out. His chest rose and fell back down again violently.

"Hey," it came out softer then I thought it would, so I looked at him. "We will go to the police tomorrow okay? If they don't do anything, I'll poke him with a knife."

I chuckled. "I think the term you're looking for is stab," I informed him.

"Call it what you want. It's a forceful poke," he smiled. We stayed like that for a good five minutes, just huddled up to eachother in safety. "Babe," he cooed, moving a strand of hair away from my face, "I love you." He said it with so much sincierity that it scared me.

Nonetheless, I answered. "I love you too."

And to that, we fell into a peaceful slumber.

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Sorry it was so shitty lmao, I promise I will try better next time!