(Oneshot based off of Don't, with song references through the years) X He looked up as I neared him, the coughing of the motor drowning out my words, but they were audible. His eyes were red and so was his right cheek, and they were glazed over with hurt and tipsiness. His face made my breath go ragged, it was so pain...
[mature imagines marked *] valentine's day//you can't sleep//he has a nightmare//you're wearing his hoodie//you're crying and he comforts you//first night home with the baby//your son's first haircut, courtesy of Ed//you're sick//period//camping 'adventures'*//he feels the baby kick//he sings to the baby ... [Ongoing]
So what happens when a blind date goes horribly wrong and you wake up on an unfamiliar sofa, in an unfamiliar flat? Crazy things...