RoadTrip Imagines

Rye

My boyfriend, Rye, just came back from the gym and as always he's very sweaty.
"Babe." He shouts as soon as he sees me.
He comes to me and is trying to hug me but I take a few steps back.
"Uh, you are super sweaty." I say.
"And? Isn't that hot?" Rye teases me.
"No. Not even a little bit." I say.
"Oh, come on." He says and comes closer to me.
"No. Go away." I say and run away.
I run down the stairs towards the kitchen where the other boys are sitting.

"You don't need to try to run away, we both know I will win." Rye shouts and comes down stairs too.
"Jack. Help me." I scream and hide behind Jack.
The boys laugh.
"Okay I will protect you from the sweaty Rye monster." Jack says.
"Don't talk to me like I'm a kid." I say, fake offended and at this moment Rye is coming into the kitchen.
"Told you". He says and smirks at me.
"Oh no Rye please." I beg.
"No escape Heather." He laughs and grabs me by my waist.
"No no no." I say and try to escape again but it doesn't work.
So Rye pulls me with him back to his room. As soon as we arrive he pushes me against the wall and starts kissing my neck.
"Rye, you are sweaty." I mumble and try not to enjoy it.
"I don't care. I want you, now." He gasps.
"But I care, seriously you smell bad." I laugh quietly.
"Okay." Rye says, grabs me so I can jump up and wrap my legs around his waist.
"Rye what?" I ask, surprised but he makes me shut up by kissing me again.
"We are going to get a shower." He whispers in my ear.
"We?" I ask in a flirty voice.
"Yes because you said I'm too sweaty so I will take a shower, good for you, you will come with me and we will continue, good for me, bing bing bing, jackpot for us two." He explains.
I laugh I shake my head.
"Just say it, I'm a genius." He smiles.
"Your an idiot." I laugh.
"After the shower you will change your mind." He whispers in my ear and takes me to the bathroom.