Random Imagines

David Dobrik/ Dream

I woke up in my bathing suit and got into the hot tub. David has me under so much stress, I need to relax.

I got out and went inside to the kitchen, and decided to make everyone breakfast. Pancakes to be exact.

I got out the mix and started stirring it around. Mid way through, David came in and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.

"Good morning, y/n."

"Good morning, David. Where is Natalie and Jeff?"

"Still sleeping. Different rooms I hope." He joked.

I smiled and rolled my eyes playfully. I turned to face him after taking the first batch of pancakes off the oven. He was really close, and staring down at me.

He placed his hands on my hips and kissed me in the lips.

I pulled away, but regretted it, so I kissed back and he picked me up and set me on the counter, where we began making out.

Holy shit this is amazing. "I love you David." 

"Y/n, wake up."

I jolted up and saw Natalie.

"What we're you dreaming about? you're drooling."

"I... woah."

"That good? What happened?" She sat next to me on my bed.

"I had a dream about Da-"

David busted through my door, filming scaring me. I screamed.

"What's this I hear about a dream?"

"It was about Tom Holland." I lied.

"Ugh. Make me breakfast please."

"As long as you stay out of the kitchen." I warned.

I took a deep breath and he left the room.

"Tom Holland my ass, what was it really about."

"David and I made out in his kitchen while I made him pancakes." I covered my face in embarrassment.

She laughed. "Oh my god, that's hilarious."

"I feel so weird about him now. I told him I loved him."

"Wait. Do you?"

"I don't know! I never thought about it before." I hugged my pillow.

We walked in the kitchen and saw David filming Jeff.

"What do you guys want for breakfast?" I asked.

"Bacon." Jeff replied.

"Pancakes." David smiled.

No no no.

"No pancakes!"

"Um, yes pancakes."

I glanced at Natalie.

"Fine. But you have to stay out of the kitchen."

"What if I want to film you?"

"Do it from a distant at least five feet away from me."

"Why are you suddenly scared to be around me?" He asked.

"I'm not! Just... it's complicated."

I started making pancakes when he came into the kitchen.

Do not turn around, y/n. I repeat, do not turn around.

I felt him standing right behind me and got the butterflies.

"Make sure you don't burn them."

"I- I won't." I stuttered from nervousness.

He walked back outside and Natalie came in.

"He was so close to you." She smiled.

"This is crazy, Natalie. I can barely even talk to him, let alone look at him. How am I supposed to act normal?"

"Just don't think about the dream. Don't think about how you David made out right on this very counter." She giggled.

"You're not helping. I'm serious. I feel so weird around him. I feel butterflies in my stomach like some high School chick."

David walked back in. Natalie walked out.

"I forgot my water." He explained.

I grabbed his bottle and ran over to him by the sliding door.

"Here." When he went to grab it, he placed his hand over mine and I almost died.

I pulled back and walked back to my pancakes and bacon.

Once I was done, I made sure to tell David and Jeff, and then book it to my room.

I stayed in my room for hours, reading books.

"Wait, are you sure?" David asked me.

"Yeah. I'm sure. I love you and I really want to do this."

"I love you too." He kissed me. "Let's go to my room." We went to his room and started removing our clothes.

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to David sitting next to me with his hand on my arm telling me to wake up.

My eyes widened. Why do I keep having these dreams?

"D-David." I mumbled tiredly.

"Don't say my name like that..." he said awkwardly.

"Sorry. What do you need?"

"I need you."

"What?"

"I need you to clean your mess in the kitchen."

"Oh. Right sorry."

I got up and walked into the kitchen.

I started cleaning up the pancake mix and the dishes.

I turned and saw David, close like in my dream.

I bit my bottom lip and gulped.

"I..." I lose all train of thought. I didn't think to back up or move away.

I leaned in and kissed him.

I immediately regretted it though.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Did I just kiss you? David I am so sorry I just... I had this dream about you and it's been messing with me all day."

"What kind of dream?"

My face contorted, I hoped he wouldn't have asked that.

"Oh god." I mumbled.

"Was it a sex dream?"

I closed my eyes, purses my lips and nodded.

"Oh. That's not that bad. I've had plenty of dreams about you."

"What?"

"Yeah. We've done it in the pool, the shower, the Tesla- I'm assuming yours was in the kitchen?"

"W-well it started like that. Then we uh... we went to your room. Why have you had so many dreams about me yet you always act normal around me?"

"Because any physical attraction I have toward you, is in my dreams."

"So you don't have any real attraction towards me?"

He didn't say anything. "How about... we take things slow... I buy you dinner and we go see a movie." He suggested.

"Like a date?" I smiled.

"Yeah a date."

"Okay. Tomorrow?"

"Tonight?"

I smiled. "Tonight."