dylan o'brien imagines

trailer sessions | dylan

you sat on the couch in your trailer during a break on set, picking up your guitar you decided to strum a few melodies- soon you were singing to yourself and becoming lost in the music.

meanwhile tyler and dylan had wrapped a few scenes and were on their way to their trailers when they heard someone singing.

"do you hear that, man?" tyler asks as he walks past your trailer.

"it sounds like it's coming from y/n's trailer." dylan stops and listens as he can faintly hear your voice.

tyler climbs the steps to your trailer and creaks open the door slowly, dylan peers inside and sees you strumming your guitar, singing to yourself. once you finish singing tyler claps and cheers, "wow!" he says as steps into your trailer, followed by dylan.

"oh! i didn't realise anybody was listening..." a slight blush creeps upon your cheeks as you see dylan standing behind tyler.

"you know dyl-boy here plays guitar too? you guys should jam together!" tyler elbowed dylan.

"oh- oh yes! of course!" he nodded, glaring at tyler quickly but he turns to you and smiles slightly, "you have a beautiful voice by the way." he smiled lopsidedly, kind of embarrassed.

"you do?" you asked, placing your guitar besides the couch.

"yeh... i also used to play drums in a band but they, uh, kicked me out." he shrugged.

"oh." you nodded slightly, biting your lip as you were unsure what to say.

"well, i'm gonna leave you guys," tyler pointed to you both, "alone." he winked at dylan before leaving and closing your trailer door behind him, he smirked to himself as he left dylan with you.

"uh..." dylan chuckled nervously, he wasn't sure why but he suddenly felt very self-conscious as he stood in your trailer.

"do you want to play?" you gestured to your guitar and dylan nodded.

"s-sure." he stuttered, inside his mind he kicked himself for being so nervous, you were good friends after all. he walked over to the couch as you passed him your guitar.

he ran his hands over the guitar, "this is a pretty nice guitar." he said as he admired it.

"thanks." you giggled.

"i'm sorry, this is unusually awkward." dylan chuckled.

"it doesn't have to be." you smiled reassuringly.

he shook his head and looked down at the guitar, he strummed the strings lightly with his long, delicate fingers. you watched as he began to play, slowly at first and then he became more comfortable and he made it look effortless.

"wow, you're actually pretty good, o'brien." you teased him.

he looked up at whilst he played, "sing for me." he smiled softly as he slowed the tune he was playing to a soft melody.

when you began to sing alongside him playing guitar he recognised the song and sang along quietly, making you smile at how adorable he was. after a while dylan stopped playing and his gaze lingered on you, his eyes wondering across your face as he noticed how beautiful you are.

you stopped singing and looked back at him, a silence fell over you both as dylan placed the guitar onto the floor gently and he leaned closer to you. soon his breath tickled your face as he was inches away from you, soon his lips were on yours and he reached up and cupped your cheek as you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to you.

all too soon he pulled away, gasping for breath, "that was..." he trailed off as he rested his forehead against yours.

"amazing." you replied.

"i'd really like to do that again, if that's okay?" dylan blushed slightly.

you nodded and kissed him back whilst you ran your fingers through his messy, brown hair.

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