Imagine:
Walking down a street in LA with your friends. Thinking you actually have the stamina to do so, you walk backwards while talking. You suddenly run into some stairs that came out of nowhere and fall on your butt. Your friends laugh and go to help you up, but two big, strong arms help you up.
"Are you okay?" a familiar voice asks.
As you turn around, you see a tall blonde guy, but you can't remember where you saw him from. "Yeah," you laugh, "I'm good."
He looks at you worriedly. "It looks like you hit your head pretty hard."
"Nah," you reply. "I do that all the time."
"Well, how about I keep an eye on you, just to make sure?" he smirks.
You turn to your friends, not wanting to leave them.
"Well don't just stand there," they say, so you go off with him.
"I'm Riker," he smiles. "So... What should we do first?"
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R5 Imagines
FanfictionUm, just like the title says. This is a book of R5 imagines. ***REQUESTS ARE CLOSED******
