Damien Haas Imagines

quarantined

I woke up with an empty stomach, my intestines are fighting each other. And, it has been one hour since I last ate.

I searched the cabinet for food and saw a pasta.

I asked myself if I should cook for both Damien and I. Grabbing the pot from the dishwasher, the lid accidentally made a loud sound.

Damien came to the kitchen, "can you please not, I'm filming a video for Smosh." and then went back to our room.

"Someone's bitchy today." I rolled my eyes.

Because I'm the only bitch in this house. I grabbed some chips in the pantry and slammed the door real hard.

"Y/n!" He shouted from the room.

I didn't even put much attention to him and just watched tons of documentary on Netflix until my eyes strained.

"Hey. I'm gonna use the living room. Can you turn the tv for a sec?" He said to me, I'm not loving his attitude today.

"Fine." I turned off the TV and grabbed Zelda to the other room.

I sat there on the corner petting Zelda, "your dad is such a bitch today. Don't be like your dad. Promise me?"

I was just playing with the two cats and it was my form of entertainment.

Damien came in the room.

"Dear Lord. What do you want now?" I said with a hint of annoyance.

"I need the cats and please don't make a sound. I'm still filming."
"You took my food, the TV and now the cats. What am I supposed to do?"

"Use your phone in silent." He left.

There's nothing good on the internet. I climbed the bed and draped myself up with the blanket. I was so annoyed, he's been filming for days and I wasn't allowed to make a sound for days. And, now the cats.

We're alright when we work and see each other at the end of the day but now, he's here with me and I don't know how long until this thing last.

I pray that we survive this and not break up after. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep for the ninth time this day.

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Felt something wet on my face and that woke me up. It was Freyja licking my cheek.

"What you doing up there?" I grabbed her and pet her.

Damien was also beside me but I didn't give him attention.

"Are you mad?" He asked

I didn't answer and continued to pet the cat.

"Talk to me." He said

I stood up and look for an excuse to not to talk to him.

"Zelda." I called out from the living room.

"Hey come on, talk to me " he followed me

I continually look for an excuse to avoid him and look for Zelda.

I went to the laundry room and found her lurking at the top of newly washed clothes, "there you are." I lift her up and gave her a belly rub.

"You're so immature, y/n." He suddenly said.

I was shocked, never in thousand years I would hear that coming out from Damien's mouth.

He knows when I'm angry at him I don't say anything so I will not hurt him.

I looked at him dead in the eye and rolled my eyes. I walked past him.

He continued to follow me wherever I go even in the bathroom he was knocking at the door and saying to talk to him.

And, suddenly he gave up. He went to our room and sat there, looking at nothing. He thought, he could sway me with his drama. Too bad, I'm stone-hearted.

I was laying on the couch when he sat at the end of my feet, lifting my legs up and putting it on his lap.

I didn't say anything and watched my show.

"Hey. I'm sorry." He spoke out.

I looked at him, "for what?"
"For hurting you?" He sounds so unsure.

Wrong answer, try again.

"For acting like an asshole for the past few days." He said.

Correct answer. Now you have my fully undivided attention.

"And for calling you 'immature'. "
He added.

"Okay." I said like it was nothing to me but, I'm still mad.

He stood up and left. Our conversation was over now and I didn't even bother. I don't want to fight over a stupid thing.

While I was watching (your favorite series), I got curious on why Damien hasn't speak or annoy me at all. I am nearly finish.

Where is that man?
Most importantly, where are the cats?

I paused on watching and looked for my boyfriend. I went to the room and the bathroom but he wasn't there.

As I was passing by the pantry.

"Are you hungry?" He asked

His voice made me jumped.

"Jesus!"
"Where? Is it time already?" He joked.

And, I rolled my eyes at him.

"Come on, I cooked the pasta." He took two plates and set it up on the table.

I just looked at him while he run around the kitchen and dining room.

"Please sit down." He said
"Fine. Just because I pity you."

He put some pasta on my plate plus red wine that we're saving for special occasions.

"Taste it and tell me what you think." He said as he sat down.

I took some off my plate. It tasted like heaven? The right amount of creamy and sweet. I love it.

"Is it okay?" He asked

I didn't answer and took another bite.

"Starting from now, you're the one who's gonna cook." I said
"Glad you liked it."

I managed to crack a smile.

He took my hand that's on the table, "Y/n. I'm really sorry if I'm not the best boyfriend during this quarantine."
"Or ever." He added

I looked at him in the eyes, "don't say that. You're the best and always will be."

"Well I'm sorry if I got mad at you. Promise I'll give you space for your work." I pressed his hand.

"Maybe this is just a practice if you know, we're like..."

I raised my eyebrow.

"Really living together."
"Or married." He said

Married? He never talks about marriage. My heart is beating faster.

"I don't want the reason for us to be apart is because we can't stand each other." He explained.

Oh okay. I thought. Cause I wasn't really ready for that.

"I love you, y/n." He spoke out.

Holy shit. That's the first time he says it. Do I feel the same? What do I say? He's waiting for me to answer and I'm sweating all over.

"I love you too." I smiled and that's the truth.
"And, please shower, Damien. I can't stand your smell." I said

"That's the onion."