The Trap House Imagines {COMPLETED}

Beach~ Brennen Taylor

SINCE OUR LIVES ARE NOW CONTENT IN OUR HOMES WITH NOTHING TO DO.. HOW ABOUT A VISIT TO THE BEACH?😌💅🏻

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i love everyone in this world. no one should go through any pain at all.

(on with the reading)

NOT EDITED

the cold air was blowing through the open window in the hotel room.

you were sound asleep, your chest slowly rising as you dreamt of the unknown.

it was early in the morning, around 2 or so.

Brennen was still awake from editing a video he was going to post later in the day.

you had always admired how consistent he was with his work and how he was in love with it.

he look to the side of him, you curled into his side.

he looked at you with so much love and tucked your hair out of your face.

the slight movement caused you to shift in your sleep and open your eyes while stretching.

"what time is it?"
you whispered.

"umm. 3 i think. i'm sorry. i didn't mean to wake up."
brennen whispers back.

you look up at him, messy hair and a big yawn leaving your mouth.

he admires you, so beautiful in your own way. even waking up, he found you so breath taking. it was no doubt that he was absolutely in love with you.

"you're good. but i think it's time you go to bed."
you say smiling at him.

he sighs.

"i'm almost done. just the outro to get done then i'll go to bed. okay?"
he says.

you wanted him to stop working on it and for him to go to bed, but you knew that it would be an argument and you didn't want that.

you look at him unsure before nodding your head.

"i'm gonna go get some water. want some?"
you asked.

he shook his head no, to invested in his editing to even know what you said.

you stare at him seeing him typing away at his computer.

you sighed and rolled your eyes at him before getting out of bed and heading downstairs to get some water.

you poured water into your glass cup and began drinking some as you looked through the fridge for a later night/ early morning snack.

you saw strawberries and rinsed them off before eating a few. you threw away your trash and saw how dark it was outside.

you let out a wide yawn before shuffling yourself and your glass of water up the stair into your bedroom.

you looked in it seeing a passed out brennen and you smiled.

you carefully set down your cup before walking over to him.

you saved his progress knowing if it wasn't saved then he'd be upset.

you shut off his computer and plugged it in.