Imagines featuring some of my favorite male celebrities and a female reader. I have never written anything like these before, but I love reading them and creative writing, so I'm giving it a shot.
If you have a request I only have a few stipulation...
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
You: "Did you feel it?" Seb: "Y-Yeah....." He chokes up. A tear slides down his cheek. "I did." You let a couple of tears fall as well. You: "That's our baby!" Seb stares into your eyes and smiles widely.
Seb: "Can you believe next Christmas we'll be holding that little baby?" You closed your eyes and imagined it.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Laying the baby under the tree and watching as they play with the bulbs and the lights. Curling up next to your husband and watching the little miracle oooo and aahh over the lit up tree.
You could imagine getting pictures out on your parents farm in the snow.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
You were brought back to reality when Seb shifted and sat up with you in his lap. He brought your lips to his and kissed you softly. Seb: "You're going to be the best Mom." You kiss him back. You: "You'll be the best Dad." He kisses you again and again. Savoring everything about you. You were in paradise.
After he kissed you once again he picks you up and places you back on the couch. Seb: "I can't wait until tomorrow to give you your present so stay right there." You: "Seb!" He just smiles. A few minutes later he emerges with a foot massaging spa bath contraption. Seb: "This is only part of it. I was giving this to you tonight anyway." He runs and gets some water to fill it and turns it on. He then reaches under the tree and hands you a present. Seb sits on the floor in front of you beside the foot soaker. Seb: "Open it." You smile. You open it to find a slew of spa stuff. Bath bombs, foot scrub, candles, and body washes. You giggle. He knew you too well. Seb slips your socks off your feet. You: "Wait." You bend down and grabs his chin hoisting his face to you. You: "I love you." You kiss him with a slight smile on your face." Seb: "I love you."
That night he gave you a massage, ran you a bath, and rubbed your feet. He really did treat you like a queen and you loved it.
