Imagine: Kalin and Myles

Sweet Dreams (Request): Myles

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Myles' POV
I went over my friend Ashley's house to hang out. She asks me if I wanted to sleep over her house and I agreed to it. Right now, I'm doing makeup on her. She lost a bet we made.
"Hold still, Ash," I say.
"I'm gonna look terrible," she whined. "You're horrible with makeup."
"I'm not that bad."
"Sure," she says sarcastically.
"You're gonna look great."

I put the finishing touches and turn her around so she faces the mirror. She looks horrified.
"I shouldn't have let you done the Cinnamon Challenge," she said.
"Probably not," I respond.
"I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN!"
"A cute clown."

She screams for a full fifteen seconds.
"MY GORGEOUS FACE!" she wailed. "YOU'RE GOING TO HELL FOR THIS!"
"In your dreams," I say. (See what I did there?) "Right now, I'm going to sleep."
"On the floor," Ashley says irritably.
"The floor's dirty," I whine.
"I don't care!" she snaps. "You get yourself settled on the floor while I get this horrendous makeup off."
"Okay fine," I say. "Have it your way!"

After getting myself on the floor, Ash comes out the bathroom with her face makeup free. She climbs into her bed and shuts off the light.
"'Night Poofball," she said.
"'Night Ashy."

Once I'm sure she's asleep, I climb into her bed. I fall asleep with her wrapped around my arms.

Ashley's POV
My sleep was disturbed by my bed being wet.
What the heck? Did I wet myself? I'm too old for this!
I feel arms wrapped and groaning.
"Ashley," a voice mumbled.
"W-Who is it?"
"Scream my name," the voice mumbled again.
I try to get out the person's grip. I manage to wiggle myself free and turn on the light. I turn to see Myles...in my bed.
"Ashley," he mumbles again.
"Oh hell no," I mutter.
Why couldn't he have his wet dream on the floor. He's going down for this!

I kick him in his shin. He yelps but doesn't wake up.
"Call me Papi," he groans grinning.
I kick him again...in the balls.
"AAAAHH!" he screams and wakes up.
"My nuts," he croaks holding his crouch and rolling around on my bed.
I push him off the bed. He falls with a loud thud. He starts yelling profanities. Then he starts yelling and screaming period.

I sat there the entire time trying to hold back laughter.
"DAMN IT!" Myles yells.
"You're gonna wake the neighbors," I tell him giggling. He groans and stays on the floor. "You'll be having fun washing my sheets in the morning," I say.
"What do you mean?" he questions (JB REFERENCE).
"Feel my bed and you'll know why."
"I can't get up," he croaks.

I rip my sheets off and throw them on him.
"Oh that's why," he muffles.
"I'm sleeping in the guest room," I state stomping out my room. Myles follows behind me. I slam the door in his face. "You sleep on the couch!"
I make myself comfy in the bed and fall into a peaceful, dry sleep.
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This probably sucked butt, but (omg what is going on with me and this story!) I tried. I can only do so much.

~Kayla😜♐️🦄