david + friends imagines

good enough {ilya}

i check my phone for the hundredth time tonight, hoping for someone to text me back and let me know that ilya is okay

i'm about to text david again, knowing he'll be sober, no matter what their plans are tonight

but a knock on the door catches my attention

i drop my phone, running to unlock and open the door, seeing david and natalie barely holding up a drunk ilya

"hi baby" he says, stumbling into me, his breath reeking of alcohol

david helps me take him to the couch, as natalie films for him

"i don't know if i should thank you for bringing him home safely, or yell at you for getting him drunk, again" i say, placing my hands on my hips as i look up at a nervous david

"i didn't pressure him this time, plus all he did was talk about you and then drink heavily" he says, putting his hands up in surrender

i look at natalie, who nods, confirming what happened

i sigh, pulling david into a hug "i'm sorry. i'm not mad at you. thank you for bringing him home to me"

i hug natalie too before they both bid their goodbyes

i lock the door before walking back over to ilya who's rubbing his eyes

"go to sleep" i say, softly, placing a kiss on his cheek as he lays his head down on the pillow

i drape a blanket over him before walking to our shared room, falling asleep shortly after

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the next morning, i walk out of the bedroom, seeing ilya sitting up, rubbing his face

as soon as he catches glimpse of me, his face turns to guilt

"i'm sorry" he croaks

"you were doing so good, ilya" i say, crossing my arms, as i stand by his feet

"i know and i failed you. i just- i got lost in my thoughts and i tried- i tried to drown them with the alcohol and i got carried away"

i sit on the couch next to him, rubbing his back

"what were you trying to push away? what aren't you telling me?"

"i just- i want to be good enough for you. i feel as though i'm a fuck up and that you deserve so much better"

"ilya" i say, placing a hand on his cheek as he hesitantly looks at me "you are more than good enough. you are perfect. and just because you slip up once, doesn't make you a fuck up, it makes you human-" i pause, caressing his cheek lightly with my thumb "i could never find someone better than you. you treat me like a queen and i absolutely adore you"

he smiles widely, leaning his head into my hand "i love you"

i smile "i love you too"

i place a kiss to his lips before standing up and walking to the bathroom

i return to my seat next to him as i hand him some pain killers and a glass of water

he gratefully takes them after mumbling a 'thank you'

i nod, kissing his cheek before walking to the kitchen, deciding to make breakfast

as i'm mixing the pancake batter, i feel two warm arms wrap around me from behind

i smile, leaning my head against his chest as i continue to mix the batter

ilya ends up helping make breakfast along side me before his phone starts ringing

he groans, running to get it as he answers a facetime call from david

"hi david" he says as he walks back over to me, flipping his omelet before it burns as i continue to flip my pancakes

"hi ilya, are you in the dog house for last night?" he asks, making the two of us laugh

"no actually, we talked it out and she's very loving towards me again"

david laughs wholeheartedly "that's good. what are you doing?"

"making breakfast" ilya says simply, propping the phone up on the counter as he transfers his omelet to a plate

"that looks really good" he says

i giggle, standing in front of the camera "you can come over and eat with us. there's more than enough food here"

david smiles widely "really?"

"yeah, man. come on over before the food gets cold" ilya adds

"you don't have to tell me twice. i'll be there in a few"

we both laugh, waving bye as i finish up the last of the pancakes

the call ends as ilya sets his phone out of the way before wrapping his arms around me, looking down into my eyes

"i love you so fucking much, you know that?"

i giggle "i do know that"

he playfully rolls his eyes, making me laugh

"i love you so fucking much too, ilya"

he chuckles "i know"

i laugh as he pulls me into a passionate kiss, making me melt into him

ilya fedorovich has my heart