RoadTrip Imagines

Jack

My boyfriend Jack is visiting my house. He's lying in my bed while I am cleaning a bit.
"Why are you cleaning?" He asks suddenly and looks at you.
"I want you to feel comfortable." I answer and stop cleaning to look at him.
He stands up and comes over to me.
"I feel comfortable as long as you are with me." He whispers in my ear.
"That's cute but my room is a mess." I laugh.
"I don't mind." Jack says.
"But I do." I say seriously.
He sits back down on my bed and continues to watch me.

"Can you please stop staring at me." I say after a while.
"Why? Am I not allowed to look at my beautiful girlfriend?" Jack answers with a sweet voice.
"No." I laugh.
Jack pulls me in his arms and kisses me passionately.
"Really?" He asks between kisses.
I don't answer and just continue playing with his hair. Jack smirks into the kiss and lays his hands on my butt. I moan quietly.
"This is much better than cleaning, isn't it?" Jack asks.
"Shut up." I laugh while I take off his shirt and kiss him again.
Let's just say, the room was still messy after this.