Sven Thorgren Imagines

The Future

"No no no. Come back to bed." Sven begs as I start getting up. He reaches his arm out for me.

"I'm supposed to go to work, babe." I tell him. I look back at him and he's pouting at me. He's lying in bed shirtless with his perfectly messy hair. Sven looks at me with his big blue eyes, which he knows I can't say no to.

"Pleassssse come cuddle with me." Sven pleads. I consider it for a moment, and then crawl back into his arms. He wraps his arm around me, as he becomes the big spoon.

"I'd rather be here with you than at work anyways." I say to Sven as he pulls me closer to him. He kisses the top of my head.

"I can't we've been together for almost a year." Sven says a few moments later.

"I can't believe I'm not bored of you yet." I reply jokingly.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get bored of you." Sven says instantly. Sven says things like this all the time. I always want to believe him, but I've had boys say these things to me before. In the end it never works out.

"Will you still like when I'm old and wrinkly?" I ask Sven.

"I don't think there's anything you could do to make me not like you." Sven replies. "I'm in this."

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"I'm in this. I'm in this relationship. I want this, you and me cozied up in bed, I want this forever." Sven tells me as he takes one of his hands and runs it through my hair.

"Forever is a long time." I reply quietly.

"What do think about us getting married?" Sven asks as he still plays with my hair. This question takes me by surprise. We've never talked about marriage before.

"Have you thought about us getting married?" I counter.

"I've thought about it a lot actually. If we got married, then you could travel with me everywhere. We could get a house together. We would never have to be apart for too long. I hate being away from you." Sven tells me. He really has put some thought into this. It makes me smile.

"I hate being away from you, too." I say to Sven.

"I know we're young and everything, but I'm never going to want anybody else." Sven tells me. He's saying everything any girl would love to hear, but I can't help but feel scared. What if I believe every word he says and he ends up breaking my heart?

"How do you know that? How do you know you'll love me forever? What about all those perfect looking girls at your contests?" I ask Sven. He must hear the fear in my voice because he turns me over so that I'm now facing him. He has a confident smirk on his adorable face.

"I'm in love with you." Sven says simply as he brushes a piece of hair from my face. "You know how I know I'm in love with you?"

"How?" I ask shyly.

"I haven't stopped thinking of you since the day we met. I count down the moments until I get to see you again. I hang on every word you say. My friends can't get me to shut up about you. I want you to meet my parents. But the number one reason I know I'm absolutely in love with you is because of your smile. You smile and I forget to breathe. It's the most amazing thing I've ever seen. It's been almost a year and I'm still not over that smile. That's how I know." Sven says as he moves his face closer to mine.

"I'm in love with you." I finally say. Sven's smirk turns into a full smile. I look at his perfect face for a moment, before kissing him.