"Do you dream about me?"
His lips, soft and gentle against your neck. His hands, on your waist, squeezing it tightly, afraid to let go. "Yes, I dream about you," his voice, law, and lazy. "I dream about you every fucking minute, okay?"
Your hands, around his neck and shoulders. Down to his chest and stomach, eager to get rid of this dark big shirt.
"I do dream about you, y/n," he exhales loudly right in your collarbone, drowning in the bliss. "I dream of us living together in our own house. I dream of seeing our children. And I dream of having a dog with you and going on small adventures around our neighborhood. Yes, baby, I dream about you. So fucking much it drives me insane."
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Autumn Stray Kids Drabbles🍂🍁
FanficThis is a compilation of my autumn skz one-shots. Every day this month I'm going to write one short imagine about every member. The theme of every imagine - a random but autumn word (actually, I found the list of words on @ichorstars Instagram, and...
