(So, this is just a quick imagine to give you guys something to read while IM working on a special one for you. But, this is when O2L was still going :(( and Ricky was doing his video for Dare week and he woke up Kian but your actually there with Kian. The video is above if you want to watch it.:) )
You were woken up by the sound of Ricky’s voice and a bright light. You felt two arms tighten their grip around your waist.
“Kian Happy Birthday. Oh hold up it is too bright.” Ricky said, and the bright light went off.
“Wait, don’t wake up yet” Ricky’s voice sounded muffled over your sleepiness. You, Kian and Jc had stayed up all night playing video games, so you all got barely any sleep.
Kians body snuggled up further into you, as you tangled your fingers in his, which is what you normally do when you cuddle.
“I-I’m supposed to slap you.” Kian mumbled a no, snuggling his face in your neck. You heard a quick ‘thump’. A few seconds passed and the door shut. You sighed loudly, closing your eyes again, drifting into another nice sleep.
You were reawaken again by Ricky’s voice. You and Kian both groaned, him vibrating your neck a little, causing you to let out an involuntary giggle. “Guys I need to tell you something.” Ricky’s lisp sounded strong right now. You groaned, rolling over on your back, as Kian lifted and rested his body up on his arm, which was resting on the right side of your body.
Ricky was holding up his camera, when you realized it was fucking dare week, meaning this was probably just a video for Ricky. Which also meant it was fucking Monday.
You groaned, rolling over to were you would be facing Kian and stuffed your head in the fluffy white pillows of the bed you two shared.
“Okay….Kian, Y/N. Theres a ghost in my house.” Ricky said, and Kian’s head hit the pillow, and Ricky’s body shifted the bed a little, while Kian slipped his arm under your neck and pushing your body’s flush against each other, with his other arm lying lazily over your side. “Can you lock the door when you leave.” Kian mumbled into you neck, and I wrapped my arms around Kian’s torso, the change of temperature taking no effect on you due to his large zip up sweater you were wearing.
“There’s a ghost in the house.” Ricky stated a little more seriously. And you flicked my wrist a little at him signaling him to go away and let us sleep, which he completely ignored. “So your not scared of the ghost?” Kian mumbled out an “no” and I giggled silently into Kian’s bare chest.
“Right well, happy birthday. Goodnight you guys.” Ricky said, and the bed moved, and you heard the lock on the door jiggle, and then the door shutting.
“Fucking finally. I love him and all, but…” you mumbled, and Kian let out a laugh, “I know baby.” He said, still chuckling a little.