The Keith Moon Imagines Book

Impatient

Imagine Keith moping around the house waiting for you to come home. You'd been out of town visiting your parents for the week, but to him it felt like years. You weren't due to come home until tomorrow and he sighed as he looked at the clock, seeing it was only 10am the day before. He rolled over, trying to sleep for the rest of the day so he didn't have to deal with waiting. He wrapped himself in the blankets and tried to keep his eyes shut, but he failed. He let out a groan as he stared up at the ceiling.

"This is hell," he said to himself.

The phone next to him began to ring and he jumped up and reached for it immediately.

"Hello?"

"Hey Keithy," you said back, smiling uncontrollably at his sleepy but excited voice.

"Hello love," he said, feeling a little better now, "when are you coming home? I'm dying without you, it's absolutely no fun."

"It's just a little longer, trust me," you said, a sly smiling painted on your face as you thought about your next words, "do me a favor though, would you?"

"Depends on what it is?" He laughed as he stretched a little bit.

"It seems I lost my key, would you mind opening the door for me?"

Keith tilted his head for just a moment before his eyes widened and he jumped out of the bed. You laughed when you heard the phone drop to the ground. Moments later the door swung open, revealing Keith, still in his pajamas with his hair all messy and a big smile on his face.

"You sneaky little girl," he said as he lifted you in his arms, squeezing you as tight as he possibly could while kissing all over your face and neck.

You laughed and rested your hands on his shoulders, while he still held you up in his arms, looking up at you happily. You ran your fingers through his hair, attempting to straighten it out just a bit and laughing when it didn't work. You sighed, happy to be home to see his happy face.

"You know, I was dying without you too," you whispered.

"Well that's to be expected," he said with a wink, "there's no fun if there's no me."

"Oh hush," you said, cupping his mouth shut.

"You know I'm right," he said, his voice muffled through your hand.

"I suppose," you said, biting your lip as you admired the way he looked at you.

"How do you feel about celebrating your early arrival this morning?" He said, squeezing you a little tighter.

You leaned in towards his ear, smiling when you his breath faltered a bit at the closeness of you.

"That sounds like one of your best ideas," you whispered, placing a kiss on his ear.

"Well then I believe your gonna love the rest of the ideas I have for us too," he said proudly while he carried you off to your bedroom.