T. B. Sangster Imagines [REQUESTS CLOSED]

→ Thomas Brodie-Sangster- Mental Institution ←

You're bloody mental for doing that, you shank! He thought to himself.

He knew he was crazy for doing an unexpected thing. But how could he resist those beautiful Y/E/C eyes, her beautiful face, that look that she makes when she's angry?

He was madly falling for this girl since day one, and he just had to say that to her right now.

With that, he grabbed his keys along with his wallet and head out to Y/N and Dylan's place. He got in his Harley and revved the engine when he inserted the key into the keyhole. Then he rode away to them.

When he arrived, he parked his motorbike and took off his helmet. He walked up to the doorstep with his heart pounding like king kong.

But before he could even knock on the door, Dylan already opened it, "Y/N's not here if that's who you're here for," he said to the blond-haired boy as if he read his mind. Thomas blinked and he was out if words.

"Come inside," Dylan widened the doorway for him to walk in as he did so.

Once the l brunette closed the door, he started teasing him. "So, you and Y/N, huh?" He smirked playfully at Thomas.

He knew what happened between them yesterday as soon as he got home and met the image of Thomas and Y/N kissing once he opened the door to his house.

"Shut up.." he grumbled like a kid in middle school as he sat down on the same spot he and Y/N were on yesterday.

Dylan laughed and sat down beside him. "Where is she?" Thomas asked bluntly.

Instead of earning an answer from the brunette boy, he earned a shrug, "Probably went off to work.."

"Where does she work? What does she do?" He kept asking Dylan, assuming he knows what her job is since they live under the same roof.

"I have no idea.."

"Bloody hell.. you two are roommates but you don't know what her job is?" Thomas questioned.

Dylan looked as if he was thinking and then looked at him again, "Yep,"

The blond boy couldn't help but roll his eyes and groan impatiently. As if on cue, Dylan's phone lit up and started ringing.

Thomas's heart started beating in a rapid when he saw that it was Y/N who was calling. Dylan looked up and gave Thomas a smirk, "speaking of.."

Once again, he rolled his eyes at the silly boy as Dylan answered. "Hey, what's up?"

"Hey, could you be a mate and bring me some food? I forgot to pack myself some and I'm too busy to go out." Y/N said through the phone as she wipes the sweat off her forehead with her arm.

"Yeah sure, what do you want?" Dylan asked.

"Mmm.. a subway sandwich would do."

"Alright.. Uhhh where are you?" As Dylan asker her where she was, Thomas stood up beside Dylan's ear where his phone is and listen intently.

"I'm at this mental institution called 'Perturbed Souls mental hospital'. I'll be waiting by the door." Y/N replied calmly.

Thomas couldn't help but question, what is she doing in a mental institution?

He brushed it off when once their conversation ended. "All right I'll be right there," with that, Dylan ended the call.

He looked up at Thomas and said, "let's go,"

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Your POV

At this moment I was still painting on a wall. But this time it was right by the entrance.

The receptionist had gone to their lounge room so I was the only one in the lobby. Some patients were locked in there rooms and the others are on the upper floor.

I jumped when the door beside me opened by Dylan with a bag of a subway sandwich. I never realized I was hungry since I started to work on the murals.

I stood up from my stool and greeted, "Hey, thanks Dyl'," I thanked him as I took the food from him.

"Don't mention it.. anyways, what the hell are you doing in a mental hospital?" He questioned.

"I'm doing my job," I answered.

"What even is your job?"

"I'm a freelance mural painter, I paint murals."

He nodded in understanding as he looked around the walls that I had finished painting on. Until now my mind is still on about Thomas.

Somehow I don't want to have feelings for him. It was hard to believe that he returns those feelings to me. The majority of my thoughts just thinks the kiss doesn't mean anything. Sometimes I just want to put myself in this Institution as a patient. Whenever I see that image of me kissing Thomas I feel like I'm losing my mind.

"You know it's never wrong to love someone," I realized I said my thoughts out loud when Dylan spoke up about it.

"No I don't l-love someone.." my cheeks are heating up.

"Yes you do and that someone is Thomas!"

I don't know how but my hands are already covering my ears. "Don't say it out loud at least!" I whined.

"Why not? There's nothing wrong with-"

"Ah, shut it with all the lovey dovey stuff! Will ya?"

Instead of stopping, he started shouting, "Y/N loves Thomas!" Over and over whilst running all over the place.

"Stop it Dylan!" I demanded as I chase him around the room. I was able to tackle him to the ground but it didn't stop him from shouting the same phrase.

So I covered his mouth with my hand and started stifling him. He didn't stop until Thomas entered the room.

"What in the bloody hell are you doing here?" I asked him.

He ignored my question and ordered, "Y/N, let go of Dylan." I didn't listen to him despite the fact that I'm already flustered inside.

Until he put up a warning tone.

"Are you here to make fun of me for my feelings too? 'Cause I won't stop y-" I didn't get to finish my sentence when I was being pulled into him and his lips attached onto my own.

It felt good, I didn't wanna stop.

But we had to pull away for us to take a breath. "I'm not here to make fun of you, I'm here to return back the feelings I just caught for you." I smiled faintly as I look into his eyes, "you mean it?"

As an answer, he lifted my chin up and kissed me again.

I couldn't help but smile into the kiss..

The End..
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And that, my friends, is my first ever update in 2020!!

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