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Cuddles With Him (#5)

A/N: could I request an imagine where you guys watch a movie and cuddle and start grinding on eachother and end up making out and your sibling catches you. lol, thanks <333

Of course you could request this. This sounds so sweet, cute and funny. I loved writing it, and I hope that you like reading it. Enjoy! I’m super sorry that this took forever, but I hope all you guys like it. LOVE YOU ALL!!

You walked into your living room and plopped down onto your couch. You got comfortable and pulled out your phone, seeing that you had a missed FaceTime call from (c/n) from about twenty minutes ago.

You fixed your face, hair and shirt and finally called him back. He picked up a little too quickly, but who cares? You weren’t upset.

“What’s up?” he asked shoving a piece of food into his mouth. 

“Nothing much,” you responded with a laugh.

“Why are you laughing me?” he asked with his mouth full.

“Because,” you chuckled. “You have food all over your face.”

“Oh, shit.” He dropped his phone so that all you could see was his kitchen ceiling. You continued laughing until he returned with a new clean face.

“Better?” he asked smirking.

“Yeah,” you smiled a small smile.

You both sat there in silence for a moment before you started to question why he even wanted to talk any way. “Wait,” you started. “Why did you want to FaceTime?”

“Oh, yeah.” He started rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “I just wanted to know if we could hang out.”

“Oh,” you said, intrigued as to why he wanted to spend time with you.

“Oh, sorry. If you’re busy or you just don’t want to hang out with me or just don’t want to hang out in general, it’s-” you cut him off from rambling.

“No, no. It’s fine,” you said. “i can come over right n-”

“NO!” he said loudly. “My older brothers are here and they’re super annoying, it wouldn’t be fun.”

“Oh, okay,” you replied. “You could come over to my house. My brother’s here too, but he’s always in his room playing video games, so it’s fine.” Your mom was at a work party that night with your dad.

“Alright-y then,” he said. “I’ll see you in a few.”

“Kay, byeeee.” You hung up and sat on the couch a little longer, just in awe. (C/f/n) is on his way to your house. Oh wow. You stood up and started running around your house, cleaning everything in sight. You dashed up to your room and started looking through all your clothes.

“AH, SHIT!” you screamed. 

“I have nothing to wear.” You stared into your closet full of clothes you couldn’t wear. 

“CAN YOU SHUT UP!” your brother yelled out of his room.

“CAN YOU NOT BE A SOCIAL OUTCAST?!” you yelled in rage. You heard the angry and heavy footsteps of your brother coming down the hallway towards your room.

He slammed the door open and stuck his head in. “Stop being a dick,” he said.

“Sorry,” you replied meekly. You weren’t normally like that. You were just stressed about (c/n) coming over.

“Boy problems?” he asked.

You nodded.

“Haha, use condoms when (c/n) comes over!” he yelled and sprinted down the hallway.

You picked up a shirt and ran after him. You chucked it at him before he could get into his room. He picked it up and threw it back before going into his room again.

You shook your head while walking back to your room.

You finally settled on a loose baggy grey sweater that showed your collar bone and the sports bra you were wearing along with black leggings with some grey socks to go along with your sweater. You didn’t want to look like you were trying too hard.

You went down stairs and straightened up even more before you finally heard the doorbell ring.

You fixed your hair into a messy bun before answering the door.

“Hey,” you breathed out.

“Hey,” (c/n) said.

You gestured for him to come in, and he did.

“What do you wanna do?” you asked him while walking into your kitchen.

“We could watch a movie or something,” he suggested.

“Yeah, sure,” you said agreeing. “I’ll make some popcorn.”

“Kay, I’ll get us some water.”

He walked into the kitchen and went into the fridge looking for water.

The popcorn packets were of course on top of the highest shelf of the cabinets, so you had to climb up onto the counter in order to reach it. You could feel (c/n)’s eyes boring into your backside as you climbed down the counter with the popcorn in hand.

You popped it into the microwave and went back to the living room with (c/n) following you.

You both plopped down onto the couch and you grabbed the remote and started scrolling through movies.

(C/n) scooched closer to you before placing his arm around your shoulders.

You found a movie that wasn’t too romantic, action-y or scary; although, it was a little dull if you were being honest. Before you knew it, your eyes began feeling droopy and your head couldn’t keep itself upright. You were soon laying on (c/n)’s shoulder. You could hear his steady beating of his heart; lulling you into a gentle slumber.  You were in a battle with your own eyelids; but you were prevailing luckily.

“Hey,” (c/n)’s voice echoed through his chest and awoke you. He started rubbing your hair with his surprisingly nimble fingers. “You up?”

You sat up and nodded.

You heard a light chuckle from him and glanced at his smile from the corner of your eye.

“What’s so funny?” you smiled.

“Nothing.” He was hiding a smile. “You just look cute when you’re sleepy.”

You felt your face heat up, and you didn’t need a mirror to tell that it was a deep crimson. You put your hand to your face to hide the redness.

“Stop that,” (c/n) said gently. He removed your hands from your face with his.

His face was now inches from yours, and the tension in the air was so thick, it could be cut with a knife.

(C/n) put his hand up to your left cheek and leaned in to the right before your lips crashed together. 

You moved closer to him, and he put his other hand on your waist. You adjusted again, so that you were straddling him. Your tongues began a heated quarrel for dominance. (C/n) won of course and smiled into the kiss.

You tugged on his shirt, signaling for him to take it off.

He broke away from the kiss.

“What?” you asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no.” He caressed your neck. “I just think you’re such a great person.”

You smiled.

“I think you’re so incredibly beautiful, and so smart. You’re always right about everything.” He laughed. “And you’re amazing. I’ve liked you for the longest time since forever, and I would never want to take advantage of you. Ever.”

“No, it’s fine.” You laughed a little. You put your arm around his neck and played with the whips of hair there. You leaned in to kiss him again. This time it was a slow and lazy kiss. You pushed (c/n) backwards so that he fell onto the couch. You laid on top of him and continued to kiss him.

“EH EM.”

You heard someone clear their throat. You broke away from the kiss and looked up.

SHIT. Your brother stood in the kitchen smirking at you and (c/n) on the couch.

“Um, we were just-” (c/n) started.

“Just use condoms, I don’t care.” your brother responded with a laugh. And with that, he walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs with a smirk on his face.

You laid down onto (c/n)’s chest and laughed. He wrapped his arms around you and you felt as though you could stay there forever.