Why Don't We Imagines

Hoodies | Jack Avery

A/N

For most of my imagines, the boys live together like they have in the past. I'm aware that they do not at the moment, but unless it says otherwise in the story, they do live together in one house. :)

"Hey Y/N, where's my red hoodie?" Jack calls from upstairs. I'm sitting downstairs in the living room, scrolling through Instagram.

"Which one?" I call back.

"The red one!" is the only answer I get. I roll my eyes. Daniel, who is sitting on the other side of the couch looks up from his phone.

"What do you mean, which one? He said the red one." He says, confused.

"He has at least three red hoodies, besides the other hundred he has." I reply.

"Babe, come on! I want to wear it when we go to the recording studio." Jack shouts.

"Jack, you have a million hoodies, and you want to wear the only one you can't find?" I say. I can hear him opening and closing the cupboards and drawers in our room.

"Yeah, but that one is one of my favorites. And by the way, at least another five of my hoodies have gone missing. Have you seen – Hey! Why is one in your drawer? Y/N!" he yells. Daniel gives me a look, and I throw my hands up, dropping my phone on the couch beside me.

"Hey! His hoodies are warm and comfy! What can I do?" I protest. Daniel laughs, in turn making me laugh too.

"You realize you're actually wearing it as you argue about where it is, don't you?" he says. I look down at myself.

"Oops." I say sheepishly.

"BABE! WHY HAVE I FOUND ANOTHER TWO IN YOUR WARDROBE?" we hear Jack yell. A door opens from upstairs.

"Hey, other people live here too! Love you both, but not everyone is interested in hearing about Jack's missing hoodies! Everyone knows Y/N steals them anyway." Jonah calls.

"Shut up Jonah!" Jack and I chorus. Another door opens.

"Are you guys seriously arguing about hoodies again?" Corbyn asks.

"Yes! She steals all my good ones!" Jack shouts. Daniel laughs again.

"Bro, they're hoodies!" he says.

"Man, shut up! Anyone else want to talk about Y/N stealing my hoodies? Zach? Anything to say?" Jack shouts. For the third time, a door opens.

"Um, I think I'll leave it to you guys. But Y/N, didn't you learn your lesson from last time? I remember, Jack chased you around the house...you seemed like the very responsible adults you both are." Zach says.

At this point, Daniel and I are both laughing, until Jack thunders down the stairs. When he sees us both laughing, he rolls his eyes.

"Come on!" he complains. Then he sees me wearing the hoodie. "I knew it!"

He runs over to me and wrestles me to the ground. I try to push him off but he's too strong.

"I'm...sorry! You have...the best...hoodies!" I say in between laughing and fighting him off. Daniel is now on the floor laughing. Eventually Jack is on top of me, and stops to look at me.

"I don't mind you wearing my hoodies. You look gorgeous in them. But PLEASE, ask next time?" he says, out of breath. I nod. He leans down and kisses me. "Thank you."

He moves to kiss me again, but stops when we hear four other boys gagging.

"Do you MIND?" Zach says loudly. We turn to see the other three guys standing at the bottom of the stairs. "We heard a thud, and came down to see you kissing? No thank you!" he turns and runs back upstairs.

Everyone bursts out in laughter, and Jack pulls me up for a hug. "I meant what I said. You look gorgeous in my hoodies." He whispers to me. I smile.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you even more Y/N."

A/N

So, what do you think? I would totally steal any of their hoodies. I mean, guys just have the best hoodies. And yes, I am aware of how many times I said the word "Hoodie". I'm not American, so I say jumper instead of sweatshirt, but I didn't want to say jumper bc Ik some people don't know what that means, so we are left with HOODIE. Anyways, I thought I would ask a QOTD every now and then, so here is the question for today.

What is your ideal place to live and why?

Mine would be England bc I've never been there and I love the history!

Okay, have a wonderful day, my Beautiful Bears!

L Bear xx