Hi!! I was wondering if you could do a one shot with Paul Lahote?? I just really need some fluffy Paul love. Like cuddles and just sweet kisses and “I love you.”’s sorry for bothering you! And I’m rambling sorry..but I really love your writing!
Paul Lahote x Reader
Just brief fluff, no plot really.
“Will you leave me alone for two minutes?” You half-heartedly
pushed Paul away with your free hand while the other carried the picnic basket
for the bonfire.
He paid no attention to you and came behind you to wrap his arms around your waist and littered your cheek with kisses, “I can’t help myself.”
“Paul I’m serious.” But your giggling gave away that you were anything but serious.
He took your basket from your hand pulled you into his arms so that he was carrying you bridal style, “I’m serious too. How can I stop myself?” He leaned down to nuzzle his face into your neck.
You kicked your legs as he carried you, he laughed at your
giggles and when you approached the bonfire he passed a laughing Emily the
picnic basket. He dropped himself down on the sand bringing your with him in
his lap. His arms were locked around you as he held you there.
“Are you going to let me sit by myself?” You asked him.
He looked almost thoughtful for a moment, before kissing the tip of your nose, “Nope.”
You gave up and settled into his lap.
“This is hard to watch.” Quil stated across from you.
“Agreed, I might lose my lunch.” Embry teased and you swore at them both.
They’d been like this since Paul had accepted his imprint on you. It had taken a while at first, you’d been in the queue in front of him at the cinema and when he’d made a comment about you and your friend taking too long you’d turned to give him a piece of your mind.
It had taken him a few weeks to get used to the idea, he liked his carefree wolf lifestyle just as it was but the tipping point was when he’d accidentally phased in front of you at one bonfire and you’d been more interested making sure he was safe than running away. The power of the imprint was a crazy thing.
It had taken a long time to get used to having a wolf boyfriend and his temper, which had improved a great deal since he’d met you, but you wouldn’t trade it for a thing. The only other thing that you had to deal with was his occasional, super cuddly days. On days where you didn’t have to do anything was great but when you had to walk around school wearing your wolf boyfriend almost like a backpack it was a pain in the ass.
Today was one of those super cuddly days but you couldn’t
bring yourself to be annoyed at him, especially when he was smiling down at you
with his cute dimples and messed up hair.
When the food was ready non-pack members always got a plate first before the pack ravaged it, Paul fetched your plate and drink and presented it to you with a fake posh accent.
Once you’d eaten the boys started to play Frisbee while you chatted with Emily, Leah and Kim. The Frisbee landed beside you and Paul came to fetch it, he made sure to give you a kiss before going back to the game.
It happened three more times before Jacob finally snapped, “Paul
what’s the point in playing if you’re just going to throw it at Y/N so that you
can go and harass her?”
Paul didn’t even have the manners to look sheepish; instead he shot you an obvious wink. You shook your head at him, he came over to you and helped pull you to your feet, “Come and play with us?” He asked and kissed you.
“Ugh they’re gonna make me sick.” Embry pretended to throw up.
“Can you blame me? Look at her.” Paul announced and he wrapped his arms around your waist and spun you around.
“Don’t it’s a trap!” Quil shouted to the younger members of the pack, the last time that Paul had asked that Quil had told him that yeah, you were hot. Quil ended up with a shattered eye socket and Paul was given extra duties for a week for beating up a pack mate.
“Why don’t we let them play and go for a walk?” you asked him and he nodded vehemently. You grinned and his eagerness and guided him by the hand to wander down the beach to the tune of the rest of pack making retching noises. He dropped his arm over your shoulders and pulled you into him as you walked; you slid your arm around his back so that you could walk more comfortably against his side.
You felt him lean down and kiss the top of your head and
mumble into your hair, “You know that I love you right?”
“Of course I do.” You told him and stopped walking so that you could push yourself up on your toes to kiss him. You pulled back and he almost pouted at the lack of contact, he waggled his eyebrows at you and you rolled your eyes before saying, “And I love you too.”
“Good.” He grinned and leaned down to kiss you again, his warm hand covering your cheek as his lips brushed yours. The pack was pretending to vomit again and without breaking the kiss you both flipped them off.