Why Don't We imagines

Late night talks- L.P

A/N let's just pretend Evan Isn't Logan's roommate in this

Y/N POV
I've had a long day at work with meetings all day and people complaining to me and by the end of the day I was sick of it and just wanted to go home to my beautiful boyfriend and my bed.

I was finally allowed to leave after 12 hours straight of working. I was starting to stress out in the car thinking of all the paperwork I had to get through and read. To get my mind off things I put the radio on and the start of 'something different' has started playing. I screamed and turned the radio up basically yelling out the lyrics to myself in the car. From the outside it probably looked like I was having a stroke but honestly I didn't care. Why? Because bro, It's the why don't we boys. Plus Logan also directed the music video to it.
I pulled into the valley (A/N idk how it's spelt. don't judge me) and turned the car off. I got out of the car walking around to the back to the back to grab all of the bags of work I have to finish. After what felt like 5 years I finally got up to the apartment and knocked on the door closing my eyes and leaning against the wall because I'm extremely tired. I didn't even hear the door open until Logan took the bags out of my hands and kissed my cheek waking me up from my tiny nap. "Huh? Oh sorry, didn't know I feel asleep" I yawned after opening my eyes. "Don't worry, it's fine. And are you gonna come in or just stand at the door?" Logan questioned me laughing a little. "Oh right. Sorry I'm just really tired and work was stressful and annoying but I can't go to sleep yet because I have to finish all that paperwork plus we have a date tonight which I have no intention on missing so I have to do it now" "Y/N you don't have to do anything if your tired and stressed" "Yhea but I-" I was cut off by Logan putting a finger over my lips. "Yhea but nothing. One, Your not doing the work tonight because it's not like it's homework so just calm down there. Two, we can have a date another time and anyway if I have to look after you because you're stressed then I don't care. We can go out another time" Logan said putting down the bags and pulling me over to the couch to lay down. "Wait Logan" "Yhea" he said looking into my eyes. "I don't feel like sleeping in this top and a skirt so can I change?" "Yup but if you touch those bags I will... ok never mind. I don't know."
"I won't and thanks. I'll be right back" I said getting off the couch and walking into our room to find something to wear. I was in there for a while trying to find some of my sweatpants but couldn't find any so I flopped backwards onto the bed giving up just laying there in this tight ass skirt. "LO!" I yelled out trying to get him to come into the room. "YES Y/N?!" He yelled back. I could tell he wasn't going to move unless I asked him. "Baby can you come here please? I need your help" "ok, coming" he said getting up and walking into the room.
When he saw me laying on the bed with one of his comfy-way-to-big- for- me shirts on but still in the skirt I knew he could tell I either couldn't be bothered to find sweatpants or I gave up looking. "Whatcha doing there?" He asked leaning against the door frame looking amused "Umm well Long story short, I came in here trying to find some sweatpants but I couldn't find any so I gave up and flopped onto the bed in failure" I said looking at him smiling. "Fine I'll give you some of mine but they will probably be to big for you" "I honestly don't care I just don't want to be in this skirt anymore" "hahaha ok then" he said walking into the closet. After a few minutes he walked out with sweatpants in his hand for me and he had taken his shirt off so now he was just in sweatpants. "Why'd you take your shirt off" I asked looking at his perfect v-line and abs "because I wanted to and hey, eyes up here" he laughed "HAHAHA SORRY" I said said bursting out in laughter. Logan threw the sweatpants at my face and said "ok stop laughing before you die and get changed" "Mkay" I say dragging out the 'y'. I was half way through un-zipping my skirt before the fricking zip got stuck on something. "Oh my god really?!" I yell more to myself but Logan walks in anyway "what's wrong?" "My fucking zip got stuck and it won't move" I groan sitting on the floor like a 5 yr old. Logan walks over and picks me up sitting me on the bed. "Stay still and I'll try to un-zip it" "ok" I say watching him attempt to un-zip it. He finally got it and took it off throwing it across the room and picking up the sweatpants throwing them at me again. "Now for the fifth hundredth time. Get changed" he said walking out