Chilling Adventures of Sabrina Oneshots/Imagines

Ambrose Spellman - Stay

Another Ambrose one-shot! God, I love Ambrose! his personality and quick remarks always make me smile!

"Hey, handsome!" You greeted Ambrose after he opened the door and pecked his lips. "I didn't know you wanted to come by."

He closed the door behind you, taking your jacket from your arms. "I have to talk to Sabrina about something." "And there, I thought you were here for me for once."

"Maybe next time." You winked at him before you made your way upstairs to her room to talk to her about her upcoming first day at the Academy of Unseen Arts.

After your talk with Sabrina, you went to Ambrose's room, where your boyfriend was already waiting for you. "Finally!" He exclaimed as you walked through the door. Instead of falling into his open arms, you walked over to his bookshelf to grab a collection of poems.

"Can we cuddle?" sounded the needy voice of the man behind you. You giggled and willingly lay down next to him, resting your head on his chest, hearing his calming heartbeat.

His arms encircled your waist. He drew circles on your back with his thumb. "What did you talk about with Sabrina?" "Just told her a bit about the academy, so she doesn't go in there completely unprepared. And we talked about you."

"Me?" "Yeah, I told her how needy you can be from time to time," you laughed, looking up at him. He didn't react much, just smiled at you. He adored you with all your flaws and qualities.

It was a coincidence that you guys met. You were supposed to meet Sabrina, but she's never showed up, so you've gone to her house to see if everything's alright. She hasn't been there either, but Ambrose has, and you guys directly hit it off and talked until the sun disappeared, and Sabrina came home.

After that, you visited the Spellman's more often. In the beginning, it was to visit Sabrina with the side benefit of seeing Ambrose until Ambrose asked you to hang out with him, and that's how it all started.

"What are you thinking about, Y/N? You seem deep in thought." "About how we met. I'm grateful that it happened." "Me too."

"I should go. It's already late," you mumbled, sitting up in bed. "Stay!"

"I can't. I told you, it's late." "That's not what I mean. Stay. Stay with me. Move-in."

You looked at him, shocked. Did he really just ask that? "I'd love to!" You exclaimed, basically jumping on top of him, pressing a kiss to his lips.

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