dylan o'brien imagines

mitch when...

you've been pretending to date for months as your cover, but both of you ended up developing feelings even though neither of you would admit it.

the tension had been building for a while and you finally spoke your mind.

"why do we keep acting like we're an actual couple when this is all just fake?" you asked, tired of pretending.

"what did you say?" he asked, stepping closer to you.

"you heard me, this whole relationship is a lie."

he shook his head, "not for me."

you tensed slightly, "it's not?"

"no, maybe at the beginning, but not anymore." he admitted, his golden, brown eyes staring into yours.

your eyes flickered over his face, examining his features and wondering whether he was telling the truth.

"i'm not lying." he said abruptly before pressing his lips against yours.

you pulled away surprised, "mitch! what are you doing?"

"am i wrong that you feel the same way?" he asked, his cold, hard eyes softening slightly as he stared at you.

"no- no you're not wrong." you said quietly.

"good." he grinned, kissing you again until he lifted you up and carried you to his bed, continuing your session there.

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sorry for the lame ending but i'm not good at writing smut 🤷🏼‍♀️