5SOS Imagines

Ashton

You are at your apartment wearing an old white t-shirt and black yoga pants while tidying up and listening to music loudly when suddenly you hear the front door open and stopped what you were doing because you weren't expecting expecting anyone to come and see you, let alone just walk in. Out of nerves, you grab the broom and start walking closer to the door. You hear small sounds of things being put down and the door closing once more.

"Hello?" You call out, not daring to go any closer, wondering where your phone was or if you should of called the police. Suddenly you watch as Ashton comes out from the corner with a tired yet amused look as you held the broomstick, ready to attack whoever had invaded your home.

"Planning to attack me with that?" Ashton teases as you drop the broom and run into his arms. As if by instinct, his arms simply engulf you with warmth as he picks you up and holds you close to his body. You had been dreaming about that hug for weeks now. His familiar scent invading your senses as he peppered small kisses all over your neck and shoulders. His voice barely a whisper as he murmured how much he had missed you.

Slowly he moved the two of you towards the couch, sitting down with you still wrapped around him. After a few minutes, he pulled back and you finally got to look into his murky green-ish eyes. You felt as he caressed your cheek and leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. Gentle at first, barely any contact as your lips brushed together but then he pressed his to yours firmly, holding your body closer. He took your breath away, your mind still unable to wrap around the fact that he was back, here in your arms.

"I'm glad to be home again." He murmured against your lips as he pulled away, forehead to forehead as you two too each other in. Simply staying like that for the rest of the afternoon.