Boyfriend Imagines

School Night

Tuesday
9:53pm

You sat at the kitchen table, struggling with the homework that was due tomorrow.

You had almost gotten the answer to one of the hardest questions, when horrible music started blaring from upstairs.

As the music faded, (y/bf/n) called from upstairs, "SORRY!"

As annoyed as you were, considering you had almost figured out the question and now you were back to square one, you laughed it off and walked upstairs to find out what he was doing.

His bedroom door was open so you walked straight in.
"Hey." He said, scratching the back of his neck and laughing a bit.

"What are you doing? I'm trying to finish homework." You say calmly.

"Fuck homework." He smirked, before walking over to the doorway and picking you up like a baby.

"NOO!!" You giggle, not even trying to get away.

He threw you onto his warm bed and ripped off his T-shirt.

"I love you baby." He whispered, before kissing you passionately.

*Skip to morning*

You wake up in (y/bf/n)'s bed, all the blankets on you.

He's not there.

You then realise that today is Wednesday and you didn't finish your homework last night.

"Shit." You mumble, and roll out of bed.

Walking downstairs seemed like quite the journey, but when you got down, you were surprised to see (y/bf/n) sitting with his head resting on the kitchen table.

He had fallen asleep next to your homework.

He had finished it for you. You could obviously tell because of the bad handwriting.

Every question had been answered and from the ones you checked, they were all right.

Without waking him up, you kissed his head and stuffed the homework into your school bag, just in time to get ready and leave.