Charlie Puth Imagines {COMPLETE}

surprise party 🎉 || birthday

Happy birthday charles otto puth jr. ♡ i wish i could say more but words aren't gonna do me much good here because no matter what i say, I'll wish I'd said more.

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Imagine: boyfriend
Age: college
Type: throw a party for his bday
<Warnings> hot shit, mild language
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Today was your boyfriend's birthday, and you had been planning him a huge surprise party over the past few weeks and he hadn't been suspecting a thing.

You had called up all his friends and hidden a cake and today while he was at work, you had decorated the house for his birthday.

Charlie was going to get home at about five, just like usual. He only knew that you were going to make him something for dinner that he really liked tonight.

What he didn't know was that at quarter after four, all his friends came over and helped you finish setting up. You were so excited.

"Y/N, can I get the streamers?" Shawn asked, and you tossed the roll to him. Just as Shawn finished the streamers, you heard the garage door open!

"Okay, guys! Hide where I told you earlier!" You cried, flicking off the lights. You crouched behind the couch next to Adam and hid, staying as quiet as possible. You heard Charlie stepping up the steps to the kitchen and he opened the door.

"Y/N, I'm... home?" He said, confused. "Y/N?" He called one more time before he set his stuff down. He walked right over to the coffee pot and you almost giggled.

Right before he flicked on a light, you jumped up out and so did everyone else.

"Happy birthday!" Everyone cried, jumping up. He shouted and turned around and his face stretched into a smile. He ran to you and hugged you before planting probably a hundred kisses on your face. You smiled and everyone else joined you in the hug.

"How did I not know?" He asked, puzzled. You smiled even bigger and shrugged.

"Because you're a big idiot," you suggested. Then you playfully slapped him. "Because I'm a good secret-keeper." He laughed.

"Thank you so much," he said. "Is there cake?" He hopefully asked. You nodded, walking to the fridge and pulling out a cake. He smiled and you cut him a really big piece before cutting everyone else a piece, too.

"Y/N, this is so great. Thank you so much." He wrapped his arms around you and gave you a kiss, leaving frosting on your cheek.

You couldn't have felt happier because you knew that this surprise made him happy.

After eating more cake and hanging out with his friends for a little while, all of you went out for dinner. You wore a cute burgundy-colored dress and a cream-colored cardigan underneath.

You took him out to his favorite pizza place and met everyone there. You ordered and sat and talked with everyone. You were enjoying yourself so much.

The wait for the pizza was actually ridiculously long, it seemed like everyone wanted pizza tonight, too. Charlie began to get impatient.

He squeezed your knee and you slapped his hand away, knowing that he wouldn't be able to really control himself if he started.

He gave a grumpy face for a second before Shawn asked if everything was alright.

"Oh, yeah. I was just upset to see that they didn't have any garlic parmesan wings," he said, making up an excuse. Shawn nodded.

"Yes, those are my favorite too. Can we make do with buffalo?" He asked. Charlie nodded.

"Of course." Thankfully, the wings came before the pizza, and they satisfied Charlie for a little while. He put his hand on your thigh, rubbing your thigh a little bit. You thought he would quit after a few seconds, but he just didn't seem to stop. He inched higher, moving on to your inner thigh. You pinched his wrist and that didn't make him stop.

He instead shot his hand up your dress and touched you through your underwear. You pulled his head close to your mouth and you pretended to kiss him, but once you finished with a quick kiss, you hissed into his ear,

"You better quit, at least until we get home. Don't make us look bad, no one wants to watch you finger me." He pouted a little bit before backing his hand away, knowing you would get angry and make him sorry if he kept going.

You didn't have anymore problems with him all throughout dinner. Most of the time he was busy eating pizza, but almost right away after he finished his plate of wings and pizza, he stood up with you.

"I don't mean to be a party pooper, but Y/N and I must get going. We still have to call my parents back, they called me while I was at work. Thank you all very much for tonight, I appreciated it," he smiled. Everyone bought into his stupid little lie and he pulled you out of the restaurant.

Right as you left the restaurant, he grabbed your butt and pulled you to the car and grinned.

"You dick, you called your parents this morning," you said. "You're so rude."

"Not rude, just a bit impatient for dessert," he replied, starting the car and driving towards the house. Right as you got home, he carried you up to the room and laid you in bed before stripping off his shirt. You smiled and began to get really excited as he pressed his body against yours. He carefully and gently undressed you and tossed your clothes to the side.

He walked you right into a wall and you smiled in enjoyment. He took your hands and held them against the bedroom wall before beginning to kiss you everywhere imaginable.

You let out small moans of contentment as his curly-haired head moved slowly down your body. He kissed you so many times you couldn't have counted if you had tried.

He stood up straight and began to kiss you with so much force you walked backwards and right back into the bed. The supports wiggled and squeaked with the force and Charlie kissed you harder.

It was the most enjoyable thing you'd experienced in so long, and it wasn't even your birthday.

Charlie didn't seem like he wanted to stop anytime soon. He needed to get out all his energy and he did.

He touched you all over and kissed you for almost an entire thirty minutes before moving on to any real action, but you let him do it because it was his birthday, after all.
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After the action drew to a close, he went back to simply kissing your exposed body and then when he finished with even that, he tossed all the sheets back onto the bed because they had been kicked off earlier.

He cuddled you intimately in the bed and gave you soft kisses periodically. You were almost ready to go to sleep because you were so tired and worn out.

"This is the best birthday present ever, Y/N," he whispered into your ear just before you fell asleep.
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