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Daniel Seavey Imagine

Note: This was requested by the lovely @imafangirldealwithit2 . Happy New Year! I hope 2018 treats you well! :)

Title - Lovely Lookouts. (It’s a bad title, I know. Hopefully I think of something else.)

Warnings - None. Well, it’s kind of short and not the best.

Type - Fluff.

Summary - Your friend Christina invites you out to a get together on New Year’s Eve and it doesn’t turn out as bad as you were expecting.

You clock off work for the last time this year, put in your earphones, play your music and head home. However, your plans for reading, sleeping, eating and watching tv all night are ruined as your best friend Christina intercepts you before you manage to leave the shopping centre in which you work. “Hey, best friend” she drags out, pleadingly. “I know you want something Christina,” you say, having been friends with her for a while has allowed you to pick up on her different tones. “Well, Corbyn and a few of his friends are having a small get together thing tonight, you know for new years, and I was thinking. You never have any plans so you can come too. To keep me company.” the speed in which she spoke gradually started quickening as she got closer to the end of her sentence as she was expecting some resistance from you.

“A. Why do you need me there, your boyfriend and his friends will be there. And B.I don’t like parties, but I’ll come. You owe me one though!” you give in, knowing there was no point fighting it. “Awesome, I’ll pick you up at 9!” Christina says as she runs off to, as you assume, go and get ready.

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After about an hour or so of arriving you had met Corbyn, Christina’s boyfriend once again, and had been introduced to his four bandmates. After some casual conversation with each of them, they had all dispersed amongst the house. Christina and Corbyn were snuggled up on the lounge laughing and talking to each other, Zach and Jonah were having some weird argument in the corner that you decided to not get involved in, Jack was half on his phone, half asleep and Daniel was nowhere to be seen. As midnight neared, the morale and excitement levels of the boys seemed to raise and they were now having a very intense, very loud, game of ping pong. This is when you decided to get some air.

You close the door, holding your jacket to your body for warmth as the crisp night air meets your skin. You glance around the unfamiliar backyard and catch a glimpse of the view. You approach the edge of the backyard overlooking the city below and jump when you hear a voice. “I wouldn’t get too close if I were you. It’s a bit dark and we don't want you to fall.” You turn and see Daniel smiling, pushing himself us from his spot on the floor in the corner. You shyly smile back at him, not having spoken to him much. “You look a little cold, here” he hands you his jacket, and before you can deny it, you realise he was also wearing a hoodie so you let him drape it around your shoulders. You mutter a thank you and he sends you a cute smile.

After talking to each other for half an hour, you had become quite close, as had midnight. You were finishing up your rant about why everyone should own a cat, you stop as you see that he looks lost. When you ask him if he is okay, he answers “I’m sorry. I just kind of got lost in how cute you are when you talk about something you are passionate about.” His comment makes you blush and you try to hide this by looking down. “Hey, don’t hide your face, it’s beautiful. Blushing or no blushing.” His index finger guiding your chin your eyes meet him, he realises how close the two of you are. Daniel smiles and you blush even more until he closes the distance. His soft lips touch yours passionately and you hear a bang. You both jump apart, only to realise they were fireworks. And you could tell it would definitely be a Happy New Year.

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Jack-O-Lantern - Halloween Imagine.

Today was the day. It was Halloween, your favourite day of the year and every single one of your twitter followers knew that. Thanks to the change of your name to something Halloween related, counting down the days and constantly tweeting your ideas for the day. But it had finally arrived and you had been getting tweets all morning asking you what you’re plans were so you finally decided to reply. @y/t/n: TODAY IS THE DAY I’M SO EXCITED. I’m on my way to see my Jack-O-Lantern (Mr. @jackaverymusic). I CAN’T WAIT TO SHOW YOU WHAT WE’RE DOING. After tweeting, you left to go to Jack’s place, with a surprise up your sleeve as you hadn’t told him what you were doing today either. As you approach his door, you leave your surprise in the car so he can’t see them. “Y/n!” He answers the door pulling you into a hug and kissing you on the cheek. “What are we doing today?” He asks almost immediately after whilst welcoming you into the house. “Well, actually, I need your help getting the supplies from my car” you said stopping in the door way, before pulling him to you car that was parked in the drive way. As he approaches the car, you opened the back door and turn to him waiting for a response, which you get. His eyes goes wide and his mouth drops looking to you in shock. “That there, is the biggest two pumpkins I have ever seen in my entire 18 years of existence.” Hours later you had finished watching Halloween movies and had stared carving your pumpkins. You were both covered in the insides of the pumpkin after Jack unintentionally started an all out pumpkin-inside war. And now you were both calm again and finishing up your Jack-O-lanterns. You had tried to make a scary looking face but had failed, miserably. Jack however wouldn’t let you see his until he finished. You had eventually given up and had resulted to going on your phone until Jack was done, despite him trying to encourage you to keep going. Once he had finished, it was dark and it was getting harder to see. He decided he would cover your eyes and then reveal it. He gently placed his warm hands over your eyes as he led you over to his pumpkin. Once he was ready and had lit up his pumpkin he removed his hands. In front of you, you saw an illuminated pumpkin, standing out from the night sky in the background. On the pumpkin it had a J for Jack, a love heart and the first letter to your name. You look back to Jack, whose face was illuminated only by the pumpkin to see him excitedly looking at you. “Do you like it?” He asks. “I love it.” You reply before kissing him. “But not as much as I love you,” you admit for the first time before kissing him again and feeling him smile into the kiss, lifting you up and slightly spinning you around. The night ended with you both cuddling and tweeting a picture of the pumpkin with a cute caption, showing your love for Jack.

Authors Note - Final Halloween Imagine! 💀They were all so fun to write and we hope everyone had an awesome Halloween.

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Spooky Seavey - Halloween Imagine.

It was late at night and the cold of the big quiet house washed over you, making you want the warmth of your boyfriend Daniels arm around you as you cuddled up onto the couch. You two had the house to yourselves as all the boys were out, and you wanted to enjoy as much time with Daniel as you could. Suddenly, Daniel hops over the couch quickly, instantly embracing you and placing a bowl of popcorn into your lap, a smile on his face as he takes hold of the remote, starting up a horror movie that was playing due to the lead up of Halloween hype. “I’m glad we get to do this. Just the two of us. Alone.” Daniel speaks softly, his arm now securely around you and a soft kiss to your forehead. You hum in delight at his touch. The movie is starting to slow down, implying a jump scare is about to occur, and as your tired self is already pretty on edge about the house and it’s uneasy silence, you try your best to ignore it. The house creaks sometimes, it’s nothing. Expect for the fact in the back of your mind you can hear the house creak down the dark empty hall to your right. “Are you okay, beautiful?” Daniel asks, noticing your sudden tension. “Yeah, i’m good. Just thought I heard something, that’s all.” You smile up at him, not being able to control your eyes shifting over to the hallway. You try your hardest, but swear the creaks are accumulating. “Did you hear that?” You ask Daniel, sitting up slightly, hearing a thud from down the hall. “I didn’t hear anything?” Daniel shakes his head, confused. “It sounds like someone’s in the house.” You turn to him, hugging the bowl of popcorn close to your chest. “No one’s home babe. It’s probably just the wind-” Then suddenly you heard a door slam shut, causing you to jump and the popcorn bowl once in your lap flew up into the air and all over the both of you. Completely ignoring the mess, Daniels eyes are staring widely at the hall before admitting, “Okay, that was a little spooky.” “A little?!” You whisper yell at him with wide eyes. “Well I mean, there’s only one way to find out what it was.” Daniel says, taking your hand in his and intertwining your fingers, his eyes radiating a look telling you to trust him. You’re hesitant at first, but oblige. Walking down the dark hallway, your feet tap softy against the cold flooring, trying to be quiet. You’re both walking, focused, toward the door you heard slam, when suddenly, just as Daniel reaches for the door handle, it pulls open abruptly, causing Daniel to jump back and scream, then a scream leaving you as you hug Daniel close, but in the background of your shock you can hear another screaming voice. “Wait, Zach?! You scared the life out of us, man!” Daniel practically screams. You try to steady your breathing as your eyes focus on none other than Zach himself, standing in the doorway. “I’m sorry? I didn’t know my presence would be that traumatic.” Zach half jokes, walking out of the room toward you. “My heart is racing so fast.” You whisper into Daniels chest, his arms comforting you instantly. “Awe I’m sorry, Y/N. I should have told yo- Wait, why is there popcorn in your hair?” He suddenly interrupts himself, causing your slight quick breaths to turn into a genuine laugh, resting your head on Daniels shoulder. Authors Note -  IT IS OFFICIALLY HALLOWEEN IN AUSTRALIA and the both of us are hype! Despite no one really celebrating it here, we are still defiantly in the spooky spirit, Happy Halloween everyone! 🎃 

-F

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Creepy Corbyn - Halloween Imagine.

You wake up, tangled between the cool white crisp bed sheets on Halloween morning. Peaceful, cold atmosphere, birds are singing and white light is shining through the sheer curtains. You turn around, hoping to meet the embrace of your boyfriend Corbyn, as you do so your hands feel the rough of a dress shirt he has on, which is odd. Flickering your eyes open to look up at him, you wait for eyes to focus on his face before a scream leaves your mouth. Corbyn is covered in burgundy coloured bruises and scratches. His already pale skin is almost white. You shuffle away from him in bed breathing heavily and almost falling off the edge, but in the background of your shock you can hear his laughter. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as your heart race calms. You can feel Corbyn softy take your hand and pull you back to him. “Did I creep you out?” He speaks sympathetically. “No, I jumped because I was one hundred percent expecting that to be the first thing I wake up to.” You sass him, giving into his touch and leaning into his shoulder. “Naw, I’m sorry baby.” He mumbles into your cheek before placing a soft kiss. “I was practicing for Halloween, and not brag but I think it looks alright.” He chuckles. You sit up to take in his hard work, tracing his face lightly, noticing goosebumps arise on his skin as you did so and his eyes following your every move. You tilt your head, squinting your eyes to admire him from another angle. Corbyn notices you’re about to say something so he scrunches his eyebrows. “Can you teach me how to do this?” You ask. A smile spreads across Corbyn’s face before he’s pulling you out of bed, happily leading you into the bathroom to give you a Halloween makeup makeover. Not forgetting to plant kisses all over your face in the process.  Authors Note - Our Three Days Of Halloween start now! 👻 Considering Halloween in Australia is before most countries, we thought the three days of halloween hype would work really well. Here’s the first! -F

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Jonah Marais Imagine.

Title - Tempest Terror.

Warnings - None.

Type - Fluff. Kind of. Summary - A violent wind storm hits, bringing your fright to its peak, but Jonah has his ways in calming you down. 

Cold nights with light rain fall like tonight tend to be calming. The pitter patter of raindrops falling onto the roof slowly started becoming heavier and thunder rolled in, roaring loudly. Wind whistled through the gaps in the windows, turning more violently into a shrieking sound. Suddenly a thud and a loud flash of lighting shon through the entire house, causing you to jump, which is what started setting you off. You gulp nervously before running into the kitchen to grab your phone and start dialing your best friend, Jonah. Unsure of what you would say to him, you call him anyway, knowing he would understand. He answers your call after only two rings, and before you can get a word in you hear his low and soothing voice speak. “Hey beautiful, i’m on my way over.” He says. “You are?” You furrow your eyebrows, fumbling with the free hand that isn’t holding the phone. “Mhm, I heard the storm was going to get pretty bad, and I don’t want you going through it alone. I’ll see you soon.” You can sense the small smile on his face, and you huff in relief before hanging up. You quickly stroll over to door and unlock it so Jonah can let himself in. You sat quietly at the kitchen island, fumbling with the hem of your shirt taking deep breaths as the walls of your house were creaking and shaking. The light thud of footsteps starting approaching for behind before the warmth of strong arms wrapped delicately around your waist from behind. “Are you doing okay?” He whispered, leaning his head on your shoulder. “Y-yeah..” You mumbled, jumping but not looking up to meet his eye as another bolt of lighting struck. Jonah sighed, moving his hand to rest on the side of your legs as he spit you around to face him. He looked deeply into your eyes, purposely trying to draw your attention to something besides the storm. Jonah placed one hand under your legs from the chair you were seated at and one on the small of your back as he carried you bridal style into the living room. He laid back onto the soft of the lounge, you on his lap, cuddled into the corner. “How did you know I was going to call you here?” You spoke softly, feeling Jonah’s arms wrap securely around your waist, holding you close. He kissed your neck lightly before answering. “I know you love the rain, but this storm was a bit intense so I wanted to make sure you were gonna be okay.” Jonah explained, causing your mouth to curve into a small smile. “I love you Jonah. You’re the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for.” You hum a smile, closing your eyes lightly as Jonah huffs a chuckle. “I love you too.” He said. You feel him nuzzle your cheek with the cold tip of his nose. “I love you so much..” He mumbled, his arms squeezing a little tighter around your waist.

An aggressive clap of thunder hits outside, causing you to cuddle further into Jonah’s chest and whimper his name. “Shh, sweetheart. I’m here. I’m right here.” He whispers soothingly, kissing your head over and over. You take a deep breath, enjoying his embrace and comfort. Jonah nuzzles further into your neck peppering light kisses. His lips graze over your sweet spot causing your entire body to shudder. A small whimper parted your lips as he presses his lips on that spot. Jonah noticed and kissed the same spot again, and again. A groan escaped as your eyes were still shut and Jonah didn’t hesitate in continuing to nibble lightly at your sweet spot, causing breathy moans to leave your mouth. “You like that?” His husky voice spoke close into your ear. “Mhm,” You managed to hum out, leaning your neck to the side slightly to allow him more access. “I can tell.” He smirked against the exposed area of your neck, going back to kissing different places. Every time his soft, warm lips pressed against your neck, any strike of lighting or thunder completely washed away from your mind. “Jonah..” You breathe out, placing a hand softly on his chest. His blue eyes looked up innocently into yours. “What was that for?” You raised an eyebrow, sitting up ever so slightly almost straddling his lap to rest your forehead on his. “It seemed to calm you down,” He shrugged. “and I liked doing it.. a lot.” He smirked, rubbing his hands softly up and down your back. “Thank you.” You whispered, sliding your hand up to rest on the side of his neck. Jonah’s eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips, his smirk slightly dropping and the small space between you slowly closing. Both of your heads were slightly tilting and your lips were parted before Jonah nudged his head forward and up to meet your lips, pressing softly but passionately. Both closing your eyes to get lost into the kiss, you feel him smile against your lips. You pull away, biting your bottom lip, noticing Jonah doing the same. His hands never once leaving your waist. You huff a smile and peck his lips again. Without exchanging words, you knew storms would never be scary with Jonah by your side. Or.. in this case, underneath you.

Thank you for reading! Requests are always welcome. Let us know if you enjoyed. Until next time, stay mean, green, fighting beans. Authors Note - We woke up to 200 wonderful followers this morning and are so grateful! Thank you all so much, it really does mean the world. 

-F

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Zach Herron Imagine.

Title- Cutie Caught.                                                                                

Warnings - None.

Type - Cheeky Fluff.

Summary - You walk in on your boyfriend in the act of snapchatting himself dancing. 

Your long drive back to the boys hotel room had finally come to a finish, meaning all you had to do now was take the late night snack run back up to the room. Zach insisted on joining you, but you assured him he could stay in and rest whilst the other boys were out doing their own thing.

You pulled the key out of your pocket, a bag of snacks hanging from your fingers in a loose grip before unlocking the door and strolling in. You bumped the door closed with your hip and called out to your boyfriend. “Zach, baby, i’m back!” Yet a reply was not returned. “Zach?” You called again walking further into the hotel room. You drop the bag softy onto the kitchen bench and walk around into the small bedroom hallway. You can hear music faintly starting, and worried but curious about interrupting something, you peek past a wall to meet a shirtless Zach. A shirtless Zach dancing in front of a mirror, the flash of his phone on and his white sweat pants hanging dangerously low on his waist, causing a smirk to appear on your face. Needless to say, not a disappointing sight. You walk around the wall to lean against it, arms folded and watching with a smile as your boyfriend lip syncs, snapchats and looks like he’s loving every bit of himself. Being lost in admiring your boyfriend snapchatting what he’s doing, you hadn’t realised he turned around with an embarrassed look. “Oh please, don’t let me interrupt.” You raise your hands in a surrendering manner, bite your bottom lip and stroll over to your boyfriend who’s now pursing his lips and has a blush on his cheeks. “How long were you standing there?” He spoke lowly, looking down at his phone in his hands. “Long enough to know that any of your fans about to see that little mirror tease are very lucky people.” You walk closer to him with each word, deciding to take full advantage of your boyfriend now smirking, his eyes darting up and down your body. “But I think i’m luckier.” You whisper, running your hands up his exposed chest, reaching until your hands wrap around his neck. Goosebumps arising on his body as your smaller cold hands make their way up, hearing his breath hitch slightly. You feel one of Zach’s hands slip into the back pocket of your jeans to pull you closer and his face nuzzles into the crook of your neck. “Debatable, because I have you,” He kisses your neck softly. “But I really don’t think it’s fair that i’m the only one here without a shirt on.” His lips meet your ear and his warm breath sends chills down your spine. Before the moment could get too heated, you decide to have a little fun with him. Playfully you push Zach away from you, running into the open bedroom space with two single beds taking up most of the space before yelling out, “If you can catch me you can have me!” You giggle hysterically at your now flustered boyfriend grunting and shaking his head. You watch as Zach drops his phone into his pocket, lowering his pants even more causing you to strain your eyes away and run behind one of the beds before you get too lost in his very minimal attire. A white pillows suddenly flies across the room and makes contact with the curtains behind you. You shoot back up from crouching with furrowed brows and let out an exaggerated gasp. “Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me!” You mimicked a teasing voice, shaking your hips side to side, which you could instantly tell drove Zach crazy, noticing his eyes go a darker shade of brown and his stare become more seductive. “Is that a challenge, sweetheart?” Zach folds his arms and speaks in a low tone, strolling slowly and closer to where you are. “More like a statement.” You shrug, trying to hide your smirk. Zach huffed a wide smile before crawling over the bed in front of him, running around to embrace you in a warm bear hug and pulled you down onto the bed, giggling into your shoulder and rolling over on top of you.

Thank you for reading! Requests are always welcome. Let us know if you enjoyed. Until next time, stay mean, green, fighting beans. Authors note - Lately Zachary has been personally attacking me and I don’t want him to stop. 

-F

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Corbyn Besson Imagine.

Title - Morning Milk Madness.

Warnings - None.

Type - Fluff.

It was almost 2:30 in the morning and you were stood knocking on the door to the house that belongs to your five best friends. You wait a couple of minutes until the light turns on notifying you of someone from inside approaching and a very tired looking Daniel opens the door. “Y/n? Are you okay?” he asked, concern laced in his voice that was husky from sleep. “Yeah, I’m fine. I was wondering if Corbyn was here.” you shyly admitted, realising how strange it was to show up at his house this early in the morning for something not very important. “Uhh, he is here. I’m pretty sure he is asleep though I can get him if you want.” Daniel says welcoming you inside and closing the door, warming you up almost instantly. “No, it’s fine. You go back to bed I’ll get him. Thank you though. Oh, and sorry for waking you up.” “It’s fine, I fell asleep on the lounge anyway so it is probably for the best”. He said as you were both making your way up the stairs. “Well, I’m off. You have a good night y/n and good luck waking him up” he whispers as he goes the opposite to you at the top of the stairs. “Night Daniel” you whisper back knowing he probably didn’t hear it.

As you reach Corbyn’s room, you slowly and quietly turn his door handle and open his door trying to be as quiet as you can. Not to avoid waking him up but to prevent the others from waking up. “Cor” you whisper once you close the door and wait for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. His keyboard manages to dimly illuminate the room enough to see that he isn’t in his bed. “Cor?” you question turning to see if his bathroom door is closed or the light is on just as a hand grabs you and you jump back almost screaming but a hand covering your mouth stops you. As you turn to see who it is, you see Corbyn in just his pyjama pants and cracking up, silently, at what you can only imagine was your terrified face. “Come on, don’t do that. We could have woken everyone up,” you whisper and he just shrugs it off and pulls you into his chest for a hug and as a welcoming. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of you being in my room at 2:30 in the morning?” He asks sitting down on his bed and pulling you down next to him. “Well, I woke up. Couldn’t sleep and realised that I had run out of chocolate milk and figured you’d be willing to come to the shop to get some,” you admitted. “Heck yes. I’m down. I mean, I was already up. But if I wasn’t, I would have done so happily anyway.” “Let me just grab a shirt, my wallet, and house keys and I’ll be good to go”. He says getting up from his bed and walking over to his draws to find a shirt. You couldn’t help but smile at how willing he is to go with you and the fact that he had decided that you would both be walking there, which always lead to eventful things happening.

You both made your way downstairs and through the house quietly and you remained that way until you had walked past a couple houses but Corbyn disrupted the peace as he screamed and tried to hide behind you, causing you to stop dead in your tracks, scared. You scanned your surroundings and once finding no possible threats you turned to an out of breath Corbyn, “What the heck! I thought you were about to die or something. Why did you scream?”. After he regained breath and you had continued your travels to the store, he replied “I was about to die! A moth flew straight for me, I could sense its want to kill! I mean, that’s if it was a moth. It could have been a blood hungry baby bird.” his reply and his uncomfortable and terrified look on his face set you off. This time it was your turn to run out of breath, you were hunched over and teary-eyed with laughter. Corbyn didn’t appreciate this much and continued on walking, leaving your panting self behind.

By the time you had caught up, you had reached the store. You have never been more thankful for something to be open 24/7. As soon as you had both entered the store and grabbed a trolley, you headed for the section where you both, from many previous experiences, knew the chocolate milk was kept. After filling up your trolley with enough Chocolate Milk to fill a bath you continued around the store knowing neither of you had any chance of going back to sleep.

You were looking at all of the lollies when Corbyn left you to find some chips and that is where you still were. Your attention was suddenly captured by the sound of wheels rolling near your aisle and due to the lack of customers at this time of night, you knew it was either Corbyn making his return or a worker doing their job. You were faced with a Corbyn gliding past, however, he looked a little different to the last time you had seen him. Instead of his beanie, t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms, he was wearing his dearly beloved ‘meme glasses’ wrapped in toilet paper. Again, this caused you to crack up laughing. You followed him with the aim of getting a photo, however, what you got was much better. You rounded the corner just in time to see Corbyn lose control of the trolley and it taking out a whole neatly packed shelf of cereal boxes.

After avoiding as many workers as you could, returning Corbyn back to his usual self, an attempt of restacking the shelf and buying whatever items to managed to pick up on the way, you were on your way back home. After another eventful chocolate milk run with Corbyn.

Thank you for reading! Requests are always welcome. Let us know if you enjoyed. Until next time, stay mean, green, fighting beans.

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Short Zach Imagine ;

Imagine Zach coming home from the studio all grumpy and frustrated after not being able to get a certain part of a song right, storming into the kitchen where you stand, softly grabbing your wrist spinning you toward him before slamming his lips against yours, rubbing the spot just under your ear on your neck, deepening the kiss. He would pull away, his lips instantly going to your neck, grazing his lips lightly before his hot breath is whispering, "You get the snacks, I'll get the movie set up. I want you pressed up against me all night. Got that, princess?" Leaving you breathless and extremely intrigued at a more assuring, dominant Zach.

Authors Note - I do not know what compelled me to write this but can someone tell Zachary to chill because I'm not okay.

-F

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Short Jonah Imagine ;

Imagine Jonah leaning against the kitchen counter folding his arms over his chest, giggling like an absolute idiot as you try to reach for something on the top shelf of the kitchen and whenever you asked him to get it for you, he would simply shake his head then scan his eyes up and down your body, biting his lip to stifle chuckles. When you’re finally fed up with him you lazily grab a chair from the dining table and pull in front to step up on it, but the second you do so Jonah runs toward you, both hands around your waist hugging you close to his chest before screaming, “NO BABY STOP I’LL GET IT FOR YOU, THAT’S MY JOB.”

-F

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Short Jack Imagine ;

Imagine playing "Are you nervous yet?" with Jack, a cocky smirk plastered on his face. He would place his hand on your knee, his dark eyes looking deeply into yours before saying "Are you nervous yet?" and you would raise an eyebrow at him, shaking your head hesitantly. He would slide his hand up further, leaving you even more confused but would repeat the question, you shaking your head again. As soon as you catch on, his hand travels further up grazing delicately closer to your lower stomach before brushing his lips against your ear whispering, "Are you sure, princess?" then nibbling softly at your neck.

Authors Note - I am so sorry but not really.

- F

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Short Daniel Imagine ;

Imagine Daniel sitting on the kitchen island in the middle of the night, the both of you only having your pyjamas on, you standing between his legs with a watermelon cut in half, passing it between you both, sharing a spoon. Expressing late night thoughts, dreams, hopes and everything in between. Small compliments thrown around when it went silent such as “You’re so beautiful.” He would giggle as he tries to spoon feed you, but you would instinctively smack his hand away. He would pout and hug the watermelon close to his chest, not allowing you to have more, but your puppy dog eyes make his heart melt immediately, completely making him forget about the watermelon and instead embrace his arms around you. 

-F

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Short Corbyn Imagine ;

Imagine Corbyn rubbing it in your face that he had beaten you at whatever video game you were playing, lifting himself from the couch, throwing pillows at you and dancing around. Whilst he was dancing around you mindlessly threw your controller at him, happening to hit him right between the legs causing you to burst out laughing before yelling, "You so deserved that!" and him muttering, "I hate you." As he drops onto the couch. You lean over kissing his cheek whispering you love him. He rolls his eyes and smiles before kissing your cheek, whispering the same words.

- F

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Roses are red, my face is too, that only happens when I’m around you

Sunflowers are yellow, so I want to say hello. But don't forget the violets of blue, quite unlike my love for you.

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Short Zach Imagines ;

- Imagine him staring at you but when you don't notice, he rushes to your side attacking you with kisses. - Imagine Zach laying his head on your lap, mumbling the conversation you're having tiredly. - Imagine the smirk on his face, seeing you in one of his t-shirts. - Imagine late night adventures, climbing park equipment, not being able to get down, livestreaming the entire ordeal. - Imagine his instantly standing from his spot, breathing out "Baby" with a smile, every time you walk into the room.

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Short Jonah Imagines ;

- Imagine Jonah biting his lip every time he sees you in one of his hoodies. - Imagine him calling you every morning when you're not together, hearing his husky morning voice and chuckles through the phone. - Imagine him showing up at your door, a big bouquet of flowers covering face until he reveals it's him, a huge grin plastered on his face. - Imagine Jonah smiling in between a kiss. - Imagine cuddling up close to his chest, feeling the vibration of whatever song he's humming. - Imagine sitting on his lap, having his arms around your waist, him resting his head on your shoulder whispering that he loves you as you play with his much larger hands.

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Short Jack Imagines ;

- Imagine the small smile on his face whenever you run your hands through his hair. - Imagine walking around town, Jack with his hoodie and glasses on intertwining your fingers to hold your hand firmly. - Imagine feeling the warmth of Jacks breath smile into the crook of your neck. - Imagine his arm around you in bed in the morning, the rough chuckle lacing his voice as he turns over to face you, squishing your cheeks. - Imagine Jack planting soft kisses on your cheeks, nose and rubbing his lips softly against yours before pressing harder. - Imagine Jack FaceTiming you from every new city he's in, his tired eyes, whispering how much he misses you, singing you to sleep.

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Short Daniel Imagines ;

- Imagine being pushed around in a shopping cart by him, looking up to see the smile on his face when he looks down making sure you're okay. - Imagine staring into each other eyes, trying to see who wouldn't smile first, but slowly the grin on Daniels face emerges and he leans forward placing a kiss on your lips. - Imagine Daniel giving you piggy back rides around the house, dropping you down onto the couch and crawling over to softly lay on top of you. - Imagine him putting on little shows for you, serenading you, and blushing whenever you get lost in admiring him. - Imagine waking up to the smell of fresh fruit, Daniel sat up in bed on his phone, but as soon as he notices you're awake his face lights up. - Hugging you close, wrapping your arms around you securely, kissing the top of your head over and over.