Still Proud / Conor Maynard
Request: Heyy can you write an imagine where y/n fails a college project she’s worked on for a couple of months and conor tries to cheer her up? Thank you :)
“Well, what’s up with you?” You heard Conor’s voice say. You didn’t lift your head from your hands. “Seriously, what’s wrong?”
Sighing, you finally looked up at your boyfriend, revealing your tear stained cheeks, making him worry even more. Conor crunched down and you, sniffling, pointed towards your laptop. He took it and sat down at the end of the bed, to read your professor’s e-mail.
“Oh, babe.” He said, leaving the computer to his side and opening his arms for you.
You got up from the chair and sat on his lap, his arms instantly wrapping tightly around you, as you let out a sob hiding your face in his neck. You couldn’t believe this was happening, not to you.
“I don’t get it.” He said, barely over a whisper, even though it felt like a scream on the silent room. “You worked so hard on this, for months!”
“Apparently not hard enough!” You sighed. “What am I gonna do now?”
“Never really went to uni so I don’t really know.” He chuckled and you smiled slightly. “Can’t you do something to compensate it?”
“I don’t know. I can ask the professor if I could do something else.” You said, looking at the floor. “I’m so stupid, so so stupid.” You cried, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
“Heyheyhey, you’re not stupid, this could have happened to anyone and today it happened to you. I know it doesn’t seem fair but it’s just how things go, sometimes we do well and sometimes we don’t and it’s okay.” He said soothingly, rubbing your back. “I’m sorry baby. What can I do to make you feel better?”
“I just want to cuddle and take a nap and cry, can we do that?”
“Of course we can.” He nodded. “I’ll order some food, you put something to watch on Netflix, whatever you want. I’ll be back.”
You got under the covers after losing your laptop and watched for a show to watch on the T.V, once you picked one you got comfortable in bed. When Conor came back he cuddled you under the covers.
“Ordered your favourite.”
“Thank you.” You smiled slightly.
“And just so you know, I’m still proud of you. I will always be.” He whispered in your ear. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Con.” You said as he kissed your cheek.