RvB Imagines/Scenarios and Stuff Like That??

Names(Maine)

Its truth or dare night once again on the Mother of Invention! (No, this isn't a continuation, although if you want another one to be it can <3) There were 9 of you all in a sloppy circle/oval: You, York, Wash, South, North, Wyoming, CT, Maine, and Carolina.

   "Wyoming! Gimme a dare." You playfully ordered.

   "Come up with some nicknames or jokes. I love a good joke." He replied after a moment of thought.

   "Alright, let me take a look... York the Dork,"

   "Hey!"

   "Washing Machine,"

   "Very funny."

   "And my Maine man!"

   Wyoming was the only one laughing. "Good show, mate!" Everyone else was looking expectantly at Maine, who was...blushing? His face was all red, that much was plain to see.

   There was just silence. Long, awkward silence.

   "Hey, uh, Maine?" You whisper-yelled across the room. "I dare you to break the silence." He just kind of looked at you. "Anytime you're ready, this is getting weird." More quiet. "Okay, to be honest its past weird at this point...this is really freakin awkward, just say something." ... "Like, now would be a really good time." You could feel the quiet.

   "You look nice tonight, S/N." He simply stated. It's now your turn to blush.

   "Really dude? That's all you got? That's all you're gonna say?" York quizzed the other man.

   "He doesn't really say a lot, York. It's okay." You try to calm him.

   "We're just gonna keep buggin' ya till you tell her." CT slightly elbows him.

   "Not now." He said to everyone.

   "Tell who what?" You wondered aloud. All the other agents turned to you.

   "It's...not blatantly obvious?" Carolina queries.

   You gasp. "Does Maine have a crush?" You were slightly disheartened, since you liked him, but if he liked someone else, he should be able to be happy. God knows that doesn't happen a lot. "Who's the lucky one?" You turn to him putting a fake exited expression on your face.

   "She's in this room-" York begins.

   "Has H/L hair-" North continues

   "Is roughly (your height)-" Carolina keeps the train of thought going.

   "Has F/C armor-" CT adds

   "Is always there for all of us-" Wash says

   "And takes up all of Maine's thoughts." South finished, giving Maine a smirk.

   "She also just so happens to be in this room. Right now." Wyoming informed you.

   You got it after that, and you blushed SO HARD. Your cheeks were literally hurting. You looked down to fiddle with the hem of your shirt, and being the ever silent man he is, Maine made the short walk over to you, and gave your nose a little kiss. That made you look up, and your eyes met his.

   It seemed like you could read him like an open book now. His eyes did all the talking for him. You could see the admiration, the love, and he had total control of you from that moment on.

   Until the Meta thing happened. Then everything just went to shit.