Dylan O'Brien Imagines (Book 2)

You Dig Me// Dave

Dave sat beside you, sitting quietly on the piano bench.

You were playing around the piano, pressing random keys. 

"Please don't have sex with Ronny," he said. "The guy is unbelievable."

You looked up, your eyes connecting with his. 

"Yeah." You agreed.

"You can't lose your virgininty to him."

"Why not?"

"Are you-are you kidding me?" Dave furrowed his eyebrows.

"You know, it's not some beautiful thing. It's not some treasure that I have to guard until I find the one, or the right person. Because there is no right person," you said to him. "There's just some dude. Okay? And it happens, and it's a little gnarly and kind of uncomfortable, but one day, one day it's gonna be terrific. It's gonna be like crazy, porno-sex terrific. So I just gotta get from here to there safely and on my own terms. And I know that Ronny is safe because I have my own copy of his test results. So would you please, please just tell me why I can't go and get it over with?"

"You know, I think it's finding the right person that makes it special. Okay? But it sure as shit is not that guy." Dave said to you.

"You know what, Dave? You're in love with Jane," you said, turning to face him. "You're in love with her. You are in love with her smile and her hair tucking and her annoyingly perfect olive skin. I mean, who has skin like that? It's ridiculous. It's, like, per-"

"You've got great skin." Dave interrupts you.

"Yeah, well, thank you. But that's because I work really hard at my skin, okay? I'm on a first-name basis with my dermatologist. If there's a problem, then Phyllis and I, we deal with it. But that's not the point here. That's not the point. The point is that you are infatuated with Jane.
So I'm gonna go do Ronny. Why are you smiling?"

He smiles at you. "You dig me."

"What?" you chuckled. "No, I don't. When did you become this cocky, confident guy?"

"I don't know, it just kinda-"

You cut him off, your hands grabbing the back of his neck, your lips pressing against his.

His hands grabbed your waist as you leaned closer, pressing your lips more against his.

"Y/n, what the hell? You ready to go?" Ronny cut you off.

"Ronny go home." You said in between kisses.

You heard a chuckled before he left. You pulled back, your thumbs brushing against his cheekbones.

"I dig you, Dave."

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i had this 3 hour test today and then this 2 hour college class lord kill me now

TEEN WOLF COMES ON TOMORROW AHHH