dalton tuesday

An Extra Cute Dalton Tuesday

 “Hey, it’s getting pretty bad outside. Maybe you should spend the night?” Dalton was looking out his bedroom window with his arm still draped around your shoulder. The rain was pounding against the glass and you quickly agreed, never being too fond of thunder storms. You called your mom to tell her your plan and hung up several minutes later with a bright smile on your face.

“Okay now what would you like to do for our first sleepover?” You asked your boyfriend, sitting up on his bed so that you were sitting crossed legged facing him. He put his hand under his chin and began to stroke his imaginary beard, head tilting towards the ceiling as if he was deep in thought.

Just as Dalton looked like he was about to speak, a pillow flew into your face and knocked you over on the bed. You slowly sat up and, through your hair, you saw Dalton standing over you with one of his pillows sitting in his arms like a machine gun.

“Oh, you’re on Rapattoni,” with that you both launched into a full-out pillow war, traveling all around Dalton’s house trying to determine the true champion. The duel ended when he accidentally sung his pillow at a lamp on one of the end tables in his living room, nearly breaking it into several pieces.

“Truce?” Dalton asked between shallow breathes.

“Truce. Now c’mon, how about we make some dinner?” A smile spread across Dalton’s face at the mention of food and you both made your way into the kitchen. You helped each other make a quite nutritious meal of macaroni and cheese and chocolate milk, enjoying it together at the dining room table. After dinner you settled back into Dalton’s bed and cuddled closely together under the covers.

“I had a really nice night with you, Dalton. We should definitely do this again soon,” you smiled up at him, still resting your head on his chest.

“Seconded, goodnight (Y/N) I love you.” When the words slipped out of his mouth you felt your heart stop, face flushing red. You stayed quiet for a while to see if he had made a mistake, waiting for him to take it back and tell you that it just came out, but there was just silence. Taking a deep breath, you looked up at him and saw that he had turned his attention back to the movie playing on his TV, not giving a second thought to the words that had just been spoken. You smiled to yourself and laid your head back on his chest, wrapping your arm tightly around his torso.

“I love you, too. Goodnight Dalton.”

The next morning you woke up in an empty bed with Dalton’s covers wrapped around you in a cocoon. Taking the blanket with you, you traveled down the stairs trying to find where your boyfriend had gone.

“Dalton?” You dragged your blanket around the first floor of your boyfriend’s house, but stopped when you saw him standing in the kitchen. You quietly stood in the doorway and took in the perfectly disheveled bed head that was his hair, his bare back tightening with his every movement, muscles leading down to the loose pair of pajama pants that barely clung to his waist.

“You know, if you don’t stop checking me out I’m gonna have to go over there and then I’ll burn your pancakes.” You just smirked and walked over to where Dalton was standing in front of the stove, dropping your blanket on the kitchen floor and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Good morning, love. I hope you’re ready for the best pancakes you have ever tasted.” Dalton quickly flipped the pancakes that were in the pan and turned around between your arms, bringing his hands to the side of your face and enveloping you in a deep kiss. You both enjoyed the morning together, but the time soon came when you had to go home.

“Thank you again for an amazing night, Dal. I-I love you.” You looked up at him with a big smile and soon his lips were on yours. Smiling through the kiss, you twisted your hands in his hair as he dipped your slightly, bringing you closer to him than you’ve ever been.

“I love you, too.”

Happy Dalton Tuesday!

You and your boyfriend, Dalton, were lounged out on his couch watching a TV show and cuddling all day. At some point you looked over at the clock that was placed underneath the TV and saw that it read ‘5:00’.

“I should probably start heading home,” You said with sadness in your voice, not wanting to move away from the warmth of your boyfriend’s arms. Just as you were about to get up, Dalton flung his arms on top of you and wrapped them around your body tightly. “Dalton, c’mon I don’t want to leave either but I have to go or my mom won’t let me come over here anymore,” You tried to convince him to release you, but every time you pulled at him hands Dalton would just make a loud, whiny noise until you let go.

The noise that came out of his mouth sent you into a laughing fit, causing you to double over in your seat with Dalton’s arms still wrapped tightly around you. As you pulled away he made the noise louder and louder which just made you laugh even more and you both ended up falling off the side of the couch.

“Ow,” You grabbed your head and rubbed it soothingly, laughing even harder than you were before. You turned on your side and looked at Dalton who was covered in the blanket you had both been wrapped in. While he was distracted you quickly got off the floor and gathered all of your things, heading towards his front door.

“Please don’t go,” Dalton said quietly, getting up from his spot on the ground and walking over to you.

“I have to go, but I promise we can hang out at my place tomorrow. I love you, Dal. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight sweets, I love you too,” With that you and Dalton shared a tender kiss before you opened the door and stepped into the brisk night air. As you got into your car to head home your phone went off with a new text from Dalton and you opened it to see a picture he had just taken of himself pouting with a caption reading ‘Miss you already, love.’

Sometimes I think about our ship name, Skyeward which is also the name that Skye would have if she married Grant: Skye Ward.
I think about this and I giggle all by myself. Then I feel really stupid, I go over their tag and reblog depressing gifset.
So, yeah, basically welcome to my fangirl life.

A Very Late Dalton Tuesday

“C’mon, (Y/N), we’re gonna be late for Dana’s party!” Dalton called up the stairs and you rushed to finish your hair, making sure that it was perfect before walking down the steps. As you descended the staircase Dalton’s eyes grew wider ad began to explore your body. Blushing, you reached the bottom of the steps and he took your hand, bending down lightly and placing a warm kiss on your knuckles.

“You look lovely, my darling. Now let’s go!” You laughed as Dalton rushed you out the door and into his car, making your way to Dana’s house across town. You and your boyfriend were going to his band mate’s Halloween party and you decided to get matching costumes. He was dressed up as a Baker, trying his best to resemble Peeta from The Hunger Games and you dug up your Katniss costume that you had purchased for the midnight premier of the first movie.

“I have to say, we look incredible!” You beamed from your place in the passenger seat, your hand gently squeezing one of Dalton’s. He just chuckled at your excitement and continued driving until you reached the party. When you arrived the party was in full swing so you just walked through the front door, not bothering to knock. You found the rest of the boys scattered throughout the house and each of them made a comment on how fantastic your costumes were.

You and Dalton spent the night dancing together and having an amazing time with all of your friends. You even won the costume contest! It was one of those night where everything went perfectly and you could just sit back and enjoy life with your wonderful boyfriend without a care in the world.

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