fluff, angst n' maybe smut
featuring
• w. west
• c. kent
• d. grayson
• b. allen
• j. reyes
• j. todd
• g. logan
• t. drake
• r. harper
• v. hawkins
• b. markov
• v. stone
there will be swearing in the smut and it will be censored in the fluff.
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s l o w d a n c e fluff imagine requested
It was an early Sunday morning and you and Roy had nothing to do. The both of you were still snuggled up in bed, the sunlight sneaking past your curtains and hitting your eyes. Roy groaned rolling over, trying not to wake you. He kissed the side of your head, the record player slowly catching his eye. Slipping out of bed, he slid the disk under the needle, playing your favourite song. At the sound of it, your eyes peered open, to see Roy badly dancing to the music. He shimmied over pulling you out of bed. With one hand on your waist and the other intertwined with your free hand. Rolling your eyes playfully, you placed a hand on his shoulder as the two of you danced around your bedroom. "You know someday we'll be dancing like this at our wedding?" He said seriously but in a lighthearted tone. Your heart stopped for a second, "Roy Harper, you better not propose to me when I haven't even brushed my teeth!" You giggled, shaking his head. He let out a sigh as he stared into your eyes, your bodies swaying to the rhythm of the song. Roy slyly leaned it, kissing you gently. He was always gentle with you. "It's a beautiful morning, isn't it?" You stated, peering at the window. Roy chuckled, "its even more beautiful from where I'm standing." He admired you as you blushed, pushing him lightly. You didn't understand how he could call you beautiful when all you were in were your pyjamas and bed head hair. The song slowly came to an end and you and Roy just stood there, happy together. He pushed back a strand of your hair, pecking your lips quickly. "We should probably get some breakfast," he wrapped his arms around you, picking you up like a sac of potatoes, walking you into the kitchen. You knew Roy well enough not to resist and he left you on the counter. His arms were on either side of you as he leaned close to you. "I think I'm gonna eat you for breakfast!" He laughed, blowing raspberries down your neck and tickling you until you could barely breath. "Stop! Roy!" You giggled and he pulled away with a pleased grin. "How about I just make pancakes instead?" His face lit up and he scurried away from you, giving you space to make the pancakes.
A/N: sorry that it's a bit short but I just need to get back into the groove of writing these one shots. I've been so caught up with writing my dick grayson x reader story that I've barely updated this book. I also want to clear up an accidental update that happened on my jason todd x reader, it was meant for another story so updates WILL happen on that story. yeah. anyways I hope everyone is having a great day so far (:
