justin bieber imagines

#10: cuddling with him♡ (Imagine for Nitzan)

Imagine for Nitzan ♡

an: suuuppppppppeeeeerrrrrrr late.

The thunderstorm had been riding out quite some time now, but the film you had slipped into the tv kept your mind off of it. You watched with your arm under your head as a makeshift pillow, although many surrounded you, your arm felt more comfortable for some odd reason. Giggling quietly, your eyes attend to the tv's screen as Declan sprints after his precious Renault 4 after it rolls off the hill side into a pond.

You heard footsteps thump up the stairs and take the last remaining steps to enter the room you had been lounging in for hours. Justin, a mug something steaming, wanders to your bedside before pecking your temple. "How are you, babe? Are you feeling better?" He inquires, dipping onto the mattress beside you.

You nod your head, not giving him a verbal response. You take the mug into your hands and peer into it, realizing Justin had made you hot chocolate. Bringing the mug to your lips, you feel Justin's arms tangle around your waist as he drops against the bed's pillows.

"I feel like such shit." You had admitted, bringing Justin to a chuckle.

"You're hot shit," and although Justin's comment had been intended to elicit a laugh, you didn't. Instead you lay in his arms, breathing in before releasing it in a frustrated manner.

"Did you need anything from the store or are you okay?" He questions, his fingers beginning to comb mindlessly through your hair. He always had some sort of fetish when it came down to your hair, besides grabbing your ass, he loved toying and curling your hair around his fingers because he thought that it felt really soft.

You shook your head as an answer. "If you do need something, just tell me okay? And I'll get it for you." Justin had said just before a kiss touched down on your temple.

You found yourself smiling. "Brought ya some hot chocolate." He reached for the mug on the side table, taking it into his hands before putting the mug into your possession.

You rest the back of your head against his chest while the remainder of your body lay cocooned between his legs. His fingers begin to massage gently where the pain seemingly grows more aggressive.

"Did you want a heating pad?" You hear him whisper in your ear.

His fingers felt to be doing enough to ease your cramps, so you thought to yourself that you only needed him. "No, just lay here with me and tell me I'm cute." You joke with a giggle.

"You're perfect, Nitzan." Justin claims, pressing a chaste kiss against the skin on your neck.

His fingers pause massaging your hips and his arms tangle around your waist while his chin lounges on your shoulder. Sitting in complete silence, your eyes attend to the tv's screen, continuing to watch Leap Year.

"Justin?" You say, snapping your boyfriend to attention.

"Hmm?" He moans, still attending to the movie.,

You suck in your hot chocolate and swallow before placing it on the nightstand. You rear back against his chest.

"Can you sing me one of your songs? Give me a live show or something." You requested and Justin flushes scarlet.

"Which one?"

"Anyone. Surprise me." You giggle and so does Justin. He lays you on your side and his body shifts precisely behind your own, creating the spooning position. His hand slips under your shirt, grazing his fingers gently over your stomach. You utilize his arm as your pillow, and in twine your fingers with his hand.

"There's nothing like us. There's nothing like you and me. Together through the storms. There's nothing like us. There's nothing you and me. Together, mm." His voice soothes you, and you couldn't help but smile at it.

He progresses through his song and eventually it comes to an end. His lips brush against your neck, and he presses a kiss there. "I love you, Nitzan. Sooooo fucking much." Justin says, cocooning his head in the crook of your neck.

"I love you." You say.

an: this was cheesy af, but I'm a sucker for shit like this 🤗 hope you liked it, Nitzan! ♡