simon imagine - friends?
REQUESTED: Hi I’m super late , but I was wondering if you’d be able to write a full imaging based off of the being best friends with simon blurb/mini imagine you wrote ? xx
“Why do I have to do it?” I complained squeakily, sitting up on the leather sofa and looking over at Josh. “It’s my birthday. Why do I have to do the dirty work?”
“Exactly. He might not prank you back. If it was any of us, we’d have to sleep with one eye open for the next month, and I can’t be bothered for that.”
“Yeah, come on Y/n it has to be you.” Ethan piped up suddenly. “Us lot have to be careful at the moment. I feel like I can’t cough without risking someone dropping a disstrack on me.”
Laughter filled the room and I sighed, knowing I’d been defeated. I felt all eyes on me as I eventually stood up.
“Alright - pass me the cake then.”
A series of hushed cheers could be heard as Tobi passed me the remnants of my birthday cake, a rather large and very loaded triple sponge. I carried it cautiously out to the kitchen. Simon was stood by the sink, eyes down at potentially his phone as I sneaked up behind him. My heart was in my throat as I went to impossible lengths to make sure I wouldn’t be heard, occasionally turning to the boys who were waiting in the hallway for reassurance. As I approached the blonde haired boy’s back I took a deep breath - possibly too loud - causing him to turn around. As I squealed a quick ‘sorry’ I smashed the cake into his face, smearing it around his neck and hair a little before I made a run for the living room again.
“Y/n you little fuck!”
I had just about entered the living room when a pair of arms grabbed me from behind. Simon lifted me, pinning me down to the floor and hovering above me. He looked up momentarily at the rest of the boys.
“Okay. Which one of you fucks put her up to this?”
All the boys shrugged and I glared at them from under Simon’s grip. Snakes. Simon turned back to face me.
“Lick it off.”
“What?” I half squealed half giggled, turning my head as he tried to wipe the cream into my hair.
“You heard me, lick it off. Go on.”
I pushed at his chest, laughing uncontrollably alongside the other boys, but his strength was no match for mine and he only tightened his grip on my waist. He dipped his head into my neck and shook it, leaving me covered in the food too.
“Simon fuck off!”
By now not only was I being tickled, but I was also entirely covered in the cake, possibly more so than Simon, and I knew I had to get out from under his grip. There was no time to think tactics. I leaned up quickly, pressing a short kiss onto his lips. Instantly he lost his balance and I was able to stand up.
“Fuck!” He exclaimed, lying on his back on the floor. “Every time!”
I stuck my tongue out, taking refuge behind the sofa as Simon began to stand. Most of the boys were still laughing slightly, however Harry seemed to be baffled on something.
“Hang on?” He piped up, silencing all the boys. “Did they just kiss? Why are none of you talking about the fact that they just kissed?”
The straight confusion on his face only made everyone laugh more. This was my first time meeting Harry. We had both known of eachother’s existence, but had never actually met, meaning that he had never seen Simon and I’s somewhat peculiar friendship in the flesh. Simon and I were close enough to have next to no boundaries. There was nothing I didn’t trust him with, and kissing really wasn’t all that weird for us. Admittedly I could see how it might be weird for people watching, but I hadn’t given it much thought. The other guys were used to it by now.
“Yeah, they kissed.” Josh explained, catching on to Harry’s unawareness. “They do it all the time. You get used to it.”
“What the fuck?” He murmured, but didn’t question any further.
“Well, now I need to shower, so. Yeah.” Simon alerted the group before turning to walk out, and I jumped on his back.
“Fuck off Simon I was gonna have a bath!”
“So have one,” he suggested with a smirk, knowing full well his bathroom was the only bath in the house I felt comfortable using.
“Simon!” I groaned, and he laughed.
“Well if you two are so bloody close why don’t you shower together?” Harry suggested.
“Nah I don’t like showers. Let’s have a bath?” I suggested, and Simon looked up at me as he tightened his grip around my legs, making sure I was holding onto him.
“Yeah, safe. Let’s go now.”
With a jaw open wide enough it could catch a nature resort, Harry looked at the rest of the boys. He was confronted with simple shrugs.
“No fucking way. You cannot be serious.”
“Yep. They’re serious.” Vik shrugged.
“They’re actually going to bath together? Like, naked?”
“Well you don’t bath with clothes on, Harry.”
He stuck a middle finger up at Simon, still looking just as shocked. As usual the rest of the boys were pretty unaffected.
“It’s alright, I make him close his eyes. And there’s loads of bubbles!”
I didn’t need to even look at Simon to know he had shot someone in the room a wink, the laughter coming from Josh and Tobi only confirming my theory. I playfully raised a hand to his jaw. Harry still had not shut his. He didn’t seem to plan to. Finally Simon turned to exit and, with me still on his back, made his way up the stairs. Harry was still audible from the living room.
“They’re fucking, 100%. I’m telling you. There’s no way.”
Ethan burst into laughter. “Bro, you act like he didn’t act the exact same way with JJ!”