Dallon Weekes Imagines

All Night

"Hey, Y/N, wanna go out?" Dallon asked through the phone.

"Sure, I'll just get dressed."

"Alright, wait for me."

I hung up and put on whatever decent clothes I had left. I found a loose black shirt with the initial of my first name on it. Next, I put on some black leggings and some sneakers, as well. I threw my hair up in a bun. I grabbed my bag and stuffed my things in it.

It was 10:00 PM and my parents were already asleep at this time. I could easily sneak out of the house, I hope. I quickly exited the house, waiting for Dallon outside. Soon enough, he arrived.

"Hello, baby," he said in a deep, seductive voice, while leaning on his car door.

"Stop calling me that, you little shit."

"But why can't I call my best friend 'baby'?" he pouted.

I sighed, getting into his car. "So, what's the agenda for tonight?"

"I don't know, we can just park the car in a random place and eat the food I bought. We can also just drive to random places and stop over there to cuddle."

"Way to be romantic, Dalpal."

"I know," he smirked.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing." He starts driving as I sink into my seat. I eventually wake up from a nap when Dallon tapped my shoulder. "Good morning, baby," he jokes, as it is still obviously the middle of the night.

"Ugh, stop it, Dallon," I said, swatting his hands away from me. I curled up into a ball some more, hugging my legs. Damn, it was cold.

"Aw, feeling cold? Here, princess." He hugs me tightly. I flinch, feeling his breath against my neck.

"Thanks, Dally."

"Should we eat those chicken nuggets and fries now?" he asked.

"Ok." I flutter my eyes open. He leaves the car to get the food from the trunk and goes back inside a few minutes later.

We eat in a short time, then Dallon drives again. He tries to focus as I shove french fries into his mouth. "Y/N! Stop throwing food at my face!" he shouts. I laugh hysterically, with him continuously complaining about me wasting food.

He stops the car over a random empty parking lot. He pulls me closer, hugging me from behind. I love spending free nights like this. I love spending them with him. I love him.

"Dallon?" I ask.

"Yes?"

"When we grow old and have our own separate families, are we still gonna do this?"

"What do you mean own separate families? You are my family, Y/N. No one cares about me at home, you're my only true friend, other than those fake hoes that cling onto me at school."

I smiled at what he said. "I mean when you get a wife, and I get a husband. Y'know, that stuff."

"I want you to be my wife, Y/N."

"Too soon, Dallykins. Too soon," I laugh.

"Well, someday, I'm gonna ask you to be my girlfriend, then I'm gonna propose to you. I can wait."

I turn around and kiss his cheek. "I love you, Dallon."

"I love you too, baby."