The bed was cold. Unusual for nine in the morning. Normally Conor would be Laying with you, fast asleep. His arms around You're waist and you're legs entwined together.
But no nothing. He just wasn't there. Then you remembered, you're 7 year anniversary. God what a great 7 years it been.
You both had two kids, a girl and a boy. The boy aged 5 and the girl aged 4. You loved them both dearly, especially since they both looked like Conor.
Sighing you sat up, stretching you're arms in air looking around round the room. Seeing at the end of the bed sat a chair, with a red top, a nurf gun and a note.
You chuckled as you got out of bed, walking towards us, and lifting up the note
Morning baby
Happy 5 year anniversary babe. Now here's the plan, put on the shirt, grab the gun and the game will start.I'm somewhere downstairs ready to beat you're ass ;). The best of three and the Looser pays for tonight's meal at the steak house
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
your favourite man, Conor xxx
You laughed as you put the note down, pulling Conor's t-shirt over you're head, and grabbing the gun "let the games begin Conor Maynard" you mumble slowly walking down the hall and down the steps.
Conor wasn't easily hidden, as you could see a bright blue shirt behind the couch "Ahh no" you scream as he pulled the trigger watching the plastic bullet come towards you.
Lucky for you, you have fast reflects and dodged it by a centimetre. Before running into the kitchen and hiding behind the table "y/n" you heard Conor say teasingly as he crept into the room "y/n where are you" he repeated again "found you" he yelled jumping out of no where startling you slightly
You laughed before shooting the toy gun at him, before running of out the room, and into You're daughter, Kyla's room hiding behind the door
Until you heard footsteps getting closer, you jumped out making Conor almost scream before you hit him in the chest with the gun "one point to me" you winked before running off
The house was quiet, for a long time. You decided Conor wasn't looking for you so you walked back downstairs, toy gun in arm ready to shoot "Conor" you asked confused looking around
"Got ya" conor yelled hitting your back with the bullet "one, one" he smirked, holding your jaw to kiss you
"Conor" you whisper pulling back slightly "it's actually two one" You say shootin the gun at him and running to the livingroom
"I'm so gonna get you" he yelled chasing after you, you climbed onto the kitchen counter, the gun in You're hand, once again hitting him in the leg
"Three one bitch" you yelled throwing the plastic gun onto the couch, next to Conor's.
"You May have won. But I'm not done with you yet" he said walking towards you, causing you to squeal.
He wrapped his arms around your legs, lifting you onto his shoulder. You squealed as he carried you out the room, playing smacking you're bum
He dropped you down onto the bed before climbing above you, "You look hot with a gun" he smirked
"Even a plastic one" you giggled
"Even a plastic one" he laughed kissing your neck lightly "So guess I'm paying for dinner then"
"You were going to anyway" you tease, you're fingers running through his hair, he smiled at you, not breaking eye contact
"I love you"
"I love you too" you smile
"I mean, we have a couple hours till the kids come home" conor said checking his phone
"A couple hours is all we need" You grin leaning up to kiss him.
YOU ARE READING
Conor Maynard imagines
FanfictionWe all love Conor Maynard.i mean who doesnt? And there isn't a lot of Conor Maynard imagines and if their is then they never update so here you go :))
