#dobrik

anonymous said: Hey so I had something pop up in my head out of nowhere and it's gonna sound crazy but I'll give it a shot! Can you do one where the reader started distancing herself from everyone and everyone is noticing so they come up with a plan but it doesn't end well, in the end, she tells them that she doesn't belong there and that she doesn't fit in. It ends with fluff or whatever🤪

plot: y/n feels like david would be better off without her

a/n: i got carried away and this strayed a little bit from the request but i hope you like it! send me some david or shawn requests!!

Summary: you’re an actress playing a part in Avengers and David refuses to visit you on set or hang out with you after you’ve been on set because he doesn’t want to get any spoilers and you slip up 

A/N: I’m sorry guys but I’ve literally never seen an avengers film so I have no idea what happens and who the reader could play so just pick your fave and pretend you play that one lmao

You sluggishly turned the keys into the ignition of your car, hoping that you’d find enough energy to focus on the road back home and not crash. You’d been on set for Endgame for nearly 18 hours today and had only managed to get in barely an hours nap in between filming. As you waved goodbye to Tom, you turned up your music and sang along to the words. 

You’d asked on countless occasions for David to drop by and pick you up after filming but he’d always refused; he claimed he didn’t want to ruin the film for himself, which was fair enough but was a total pain in the ass when you just wanted a hug or were too tired to drive. It wasn’t a long drive back to David’s which you were thankful for and you even dropped by Chipotle to pick up something for you both to eat. The perks of living in Studio City.

As you pulled into the driveway you looked at yourself in the mirror for the first time in hours. Shit. You were still covered in your makeup: cuts and bruises all over your face and you still even had blood matted into your hair from a head injury your character had obtained. Perhaps David wouldn’t care - he knew there were going to be fight scenes, he’d have to expect your character to get hurt at some point. Besides, it wasn’t like you were going to tell him exactly what happened. Sighing, you grabbed your keys and the bag of food and headed in. 

The sun was beginning to set as you entered the house and you could tell by the mountain of shoes by the doorway that most of the group would be here. “Babe, I’m home!” You shouted out as you walked into the kitchen, grabbing yourself a plate from the cupboard. You could hear quick, heavy footsteps bounding toward you and before you knew it, strong arms were wrapped around your waist and David was kissing your neck. “Mmm, I brought Chipotle.” David gave you another big squeeze before letting you go. Your back still turned, you began to unwrap your burrito before placing it gently on the plate. 

“I missed you so much. How was filming?” He asked as he pulled out the remaining contents of the bag. You turned around and David’s face dropped. He covered his eyes and pouted. “You get hurt?!” Letting out a deep breath, you closed your eyes. Your hand reached up to grab his, your eyes opening again as you pulled his hand away from his eyes. 

“Dave, I’ve had a really long day of filming, I just forgot to wipe it off, okay? Besides, it doesn’t spoil anything at all, you knew that there were going to be fight scenes, right? Just because I’m pretty bloodied up in real life doesn’t always mean it will appear that way on the screen.” David nodded at your words, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ears. 

“Fine. But if I find out you die I will not be happy.” He declares and once his back is turned you pull a face, biting your lip to keep yourself from spoiling it for him. You picked up your burrito and grabbing the hand he had extended out for you, waiting. “Everyone’s here, we were just about to start filming a bit but I’ll wait until you go shower.” He kissed your cheek as you both made your way into the main room where everyone sat chatting. All eyes turned to you and Zane’s mouth dropped. 

“I TOLD you she dies, didn’t I Heath?!” He exclaims and the whole group bursts out into a panic as you both sit down. You shake your head and allow yourself to smile as they all come up with theories as to why you’re so battered up. “Maybe she gets beaten up by Thanos and like, thrown off a cliff again or something.” Zane conspires as he watches you intently. 

“You’re all wrong, by the way.” You chime in and everyone goes quiet. “I’m not going to tell any of you what happens, and like I told Dave, I look worse in real life than I do on screen. You should’ve seen the state of Tom yesterday–” You carry on before David locks his hands over his ears and begins to hum loudly. You laugh, elbowing him. “I’m only joking!” Everyone continues to banter back and forth their theories on what will happen in the film whilst you finish eating before turning to David who plants a kiss on your lips. “Tom’s still waiting to meet you, you know. He’s beginning to think I’m making you up.” A small chuckle escapes your lips.

David pouts and his hands find yours. “I just don’t want to ruin the magic of it.” Sighing, you nod your head. 

“Visitors aren’t allowed on set anyway - all you’d see is our costumes.” You reason. “Tom and I would be good content for a bit in the vlog, at least think about it.” David tilted his head, nodding in agreement. Then, you leant to whisper in his ear. “Besides, maybe I’d give you the chance to fuck a superhero.” 

David’s eyes lit up as he bit his lip, his eyes turned black but immediately a smile plastered his face. “Wait, Robert said he’d let me fuck him?” You shook your head, picking up a pillow and smacking him. 

Pairing: (David Dobrik x Reader)

Word Count: 1.2k

Warning(s): None

Summary: David Dobrik imagine where the reader is mentioned during his interview with Jimmy Fallon. Along with him marrying Ms.Nash, the topic of you two getting married comes up, which throws you for a loop. 

Link to the Interview

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"What did I miss?" You asked Natalie as you returned from the bathroom and to the side of the stage.

You were currently in New York and on set for The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon. David was making his late-night show debut and you being a supportive significant other, you just had to be there.

"Nothing much. Jimmy and David just started talking about him marrying Ms.Nash." Natalie answered, and just as she did, you heard David talking about how it all began.

A question I think should have been asked is "Are you defending David because you have the same manager?" just to see the reaction Jeff would have to that. I feel like Jack Reed is the real problem here as far as why this hasn't been addressed properly along with the Seth incident. I think he's trying to protect David at all cost because he's the main cash flow for his business. If you look at his talent (linked below) you can see that David is the biggest name along with Jason, Jeff and Cierra Ramirez (an actress and Jeff's ex and why he's signed with Jack Reed). 

If David is the reason for Jeff's eye accident which someone posted the description on David's Reddit months ago (linked). It could be the reason why he hasn't said anything. It would be a PR nightmare for David who BTW has been on Nickelodeon many times and won Nickelodeon Awards even knowing his content isn't made for children. But Viacom (they own Nick and MTV along with many other tv networks) also has Nick Cannon on payroll so go figure.

To refocus back on Jeff here, I think Jeff knows a lot more than he's saying but is trying to protect David and Todd but doesn't understand that they won't protect him in the end. Trisha is a great example of that along with Seth and Big Nick. If Jeff would like to keep his career he should get rid of Jack Reed and hire a really good lawyer and a whole new management team. All he had to say was "I didn't purchase the alcohol, I was unaware of the incident, and I'm so sorry that this happened. I'll do better." I don't know why he chose to grab a shovel and start digging a hole for himself by trying to discredit everyone involved.

It's not Kat's fault it's behind a paywall she just wrote the article to tell the story. I also hate paywalled content so I get his point and also why news outlets put paywalls up. If he went with Todd to buy the alcohol then just say it.

I also feel the need to say I've watched Trisha since 2014 and the Vlog Squad since early 2017 and at this point I of course keep up with Trisha but Jeff is the only one I do still keep up with as far as watching content with the Vlog Squad. I stopped listening to Views 2 years ago. Even though I do love Zane and Heath I just don't really watch their podcast.

Links mentioned:Jack's social media pages are Jreezy310 on Twitter and Instagram (both are private) 

A link to his "Talent" https://millentertainment.com/talent/

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requested by anonymous

While having a sit and film session with the VS, the topic of the reader's sex life comes up. And everybody find out that its been a hot, HOT minute since the reader's had so good dick. So someone jokingly suggests that her and David have a lil romp session. At first they refuse but after a few weeks David shoots the reader a text saying he's got a lil surprise for her 

disclaimer: it’s smut sis. (thank you @daviddoughbrik for being an angel and giving me the best advice ever so I could finish this piece, you’re the best ♥)

I was comfortable sitting on the lovesac in David’s living room, laughing at the nonsense conversation that my friends were having. Most of us were there, soon to leave for Kristen’s surprise birthday party. I absolutely loved when we were all reunited like this. With their busy schedules and meetings, it’s been hard to get everyone together at once. David was obviously filming everything, hoping for a good bit for the vlogs.

“Oh, wait a minute.” Zane said, loudly. Everyone stopped talking and turned their attention to him. “How many broken relationships do we have? Like as a group? There’s obviously David and Liza, Jeff and Cierra, Todd and Corina and… Oh! (Y/N) and Justin.”

“Damn, there’s been some home-wreck.” Erin said, laughing.

“But like… First was David, then (Y/N), then… Jeff and then Todd?” Carly asked, curious about the order.

David pointed his camera at me, “Yeah, I think so. Justin and I broke up a month after David and Liza. Even though they told us three months later.” I confirmed.

“It’s funny how all those break-ups have been bad.” Heath commented.

“Mine wasn’t.” David pointed the camera to Heath, shrugging.

“I don’t mean like it was a fight or cheating break up. I just meant it was hard. Like you and Liza were the perfect couple and that was tough.” Heath explained himself, everybody looking at him. “Then (Y/N) and Justin were also this role-model couple…”

“Yeah, but my break-up was shit.” I said, everybody immediately laughed. I smiled, not really caring for it. “Thankfully that ship has sailed.”

“Would you get back with him?” Todd asked, looking up at me, since he was just sitting on the floor beside the lovesac.

“Fuck, no.” I laughed and so did he.

“I don’t think I would either.” Todd commented.

“That’s easy for you to say, you have a new girlfriend and it’s getting some nearly every day of the week.” Zane shaded, everybody laughed loudly.

“And you’re so not subtle about it either,” I laughed, poking Todd with my foot. “If I had a dollar for every fucking time I walk into Todd’s house and I find him post-sex. I’d be richer than David.”

Everybody laughed so hard, Todd grabbed my foot and I screamed, playfully.

Todd pointed at me, “Hey, don’t hate on my sex life just because you haven’t put out since your break up.”

My face fell straight to the floor. I was shocked. He-did-not.

“Oh my God, she’s so pissed. So, is it true (Y/N)?” Zane loved to raise the fire in the room.

“Uh… No! I mean… I’m not like you guys, I can’t just pick up hot guys at parties and have one night stands.” I shrugged, clearly embarrassed and not even looking at anybody. “I hate that shit. I hate having sex with someone I don’t know at all.”

“Oh hooooney.” Heath made his way towards me and hugged me. “It’s okay, you just gotta dust off that pussy a little and we’ll get you a cute date.”

I immediately slapped Heath’s arm. “Oh my GOD, I hate all of you! Fuck off Heath!” Even though I hated how the topic was on me not getting absolutely any for a while now, I couldn’t help but laugh at Heath. David’s camera was focused on me, of course. It would definitely end up in the vlogs.

Heath kissed my head. “No, but really like… We’re throwing shade on you, but David also haven’t slept with anyone in a HOT MINUTE.”

“What the fuck?” David asked, everybody laughed.

“It’s so true though. Especially since Jeff painted his room, that’s for sure a no-sex zone.” Matt commented, everybody laughed.

“Fuck you guys,” David laughed, out loud. “You don’t know shit!”

“So, you’re having sex in that room with your ex-girlfriend and Jason Momoa looking down on you?” Todd asked. David took a second to answer, which was enough for everybody to start screaming.

“Hey hey hey, this is a two-birds-one-stone idea. Since you both haven’t seen anyone naked in months, why don’t you just fuck around for a bit? You know, friends with benefits and all that.” Zane suggested, everybody started commenting how that was such a great idea.

You took one look at David and you both crumbled in embarrassment.

“Why do I hang out with you guys?” I shook my head, hiding my face on the lovesac, fake crying.

“Oh come on, (Y/N). Don’t tell us you’ve never fantasized about David?” Heath was absolutely loving this.

“What the fuck Heath? No!!” I blatantly lied.

“Oh bitch, I do not need a lie detector to see how much bullshit that was.” Zane sassied me.

Happily, it was time for everybody to leave for the party. The embarrassment didn’t leave me alone through the whole night, though. Every time I interacted with David, there was something in there, a tension of sorts. My friendship with David was always based on trusting each other and being best friends, not anywhere related to sex. I did lied about not fantasizing about him, I’ve had my fair share, but never thought for a second to mention it.

A couple of weeks went by and that awkward moment seemed to dissipate, especially between David and I. One night, we all went out to have dinner together. David sat by my side and we kept chatting with our friends.

Once we were all focused on Scotty’s story about a crazy fan in one of his concerts, David smoothly rested his right hand on my left thigh. It was under the table, so no one could really see it. The sudden move caught me off guard, especially because it wasn’t an accident. The hand stood on my leg. I could feel the warmth of his skin on my skin, since I was wearing a white skirt.

I had no idea of how to react to this. To others, nothing was happening, as I tried to keep it cool, but I couldn’t lie to myself and say I wasn’t enjoying it. I absolutely loved his hands, and I took a moment to admire them, with the Cartier double rings. As the conversation went by, I tried to joke around as usual, but it was so hard for me to keep a straight face as David would occasionally caress my skin with his thumb or press his hand on my thigh. The secrecy to it was making me really wet.

One of us paid the check, as it was the joke of the vlogs now. We all got up to leave, and before I could say anything, David turned to me:

“Do you want a ride home?” David asked me, like nothing happened. “I’m taking Zane, Heath and Mariah.”

“Oh… Yeah, okay, cool. Thanks.” I smiled at him and Zane hugged me.

“Cool, get on the front sit then.” That was an unusual request, basically because I barely ever sat in the front seat of the Tesla.

I accepted and we all kept joking around during the way to our houses, since David was also filming the car ride.

“You look so cute tonight, (Y/N),” Zane said, joking around and tickling my neck. I laughed. “I love your little outfit. Looks cute as hell.”

“Aw, thanks boo.” I looked back at him. “You look like your usual goddess too.”

“Aw, you get me.” Zane threw an invisible long hair around and I laughed.

“I agree,” David commented, looking straight at the road. I looked at him, shocked. As I was about to thank him, he said. “Zane looks like a goddess tonight.” Everybody laughed and I rolled my eyes.

We said our goodbyes to all three of our friends, since my house was the one further away. David filmed for a few more minutes, since one of our favorite songs came on the radio and we always sing together, acting stupid. When the song ended, we were just laughing and he turned the camera off. “That’s enough for today.”

I nodded, looking outside of the window. I could feel his eyes on me, though. I pretended not to notice, until his hand rested on my thigh once again. I immediately looked at it and then at him, who conveniently looked down the road. Only now, his hand was coming up my thigh and my skin was burning.

I wanted to confront him, since this wasn’t like him at all, but I also… wanted to see where it would go? David made a turn on a street and as I looked out, I noticed this wasn’t the way to my house at all. We reached his gate and it opened.

I knew Natalie was travelling, the house would be empty, so I immediately got chills all over my body. It was like a silent agreement, until he parked the car. We stood there for a second and David unlocked his seat belt, then did mine.

I broke the deadly silence. “Mm… Care to explain?” I looked at him and he looked back at me.

David leaned towards me on the car, touching my neck with his left hand. He looked down on my lips and bit his bottom lip. “I just wanted to try one thing,”

I could hear my heart beating a hundred miles per hour, but I didn’t stop when David leaned in and kissed me. At first, softly and caring, but as I returned the kiss a little more craving, I seemed to motivate him to take it a step further. Licking my lips, I opened my mouth to him and felt his tongue touching mine. My hand found his hair, which I absolutely loved playing with. His hand left my neck to go back to my inner thigh.

David stopped the kiss for a second, breathless. He opened his eyes, but kept them focusing on my lips and then my eyes. He licked his lips and I sighed, wanting him so much.

“Remember that time when… Mm… Zane said that maybe you and I should try the whole…” David started saying.

“Friends with benefits?” I completed his sentence.

“Something like that, yeah.” David took a deep breath when I bit my bottom lip. “What… What do you say?”

I just kissed him back, bringing him closer to me.

We entered his house, all the lights were out, only the neon sign was on. David was holding my hand, leading me towards the white couch. He sat down, looking up at me, waiting for me to sit by his side. Instead, I sat on his lap, straddling him. He took one moment to look at me, really look at me. Both of his hands were on my thighs, caressing my skin, as he took in all of me.

Taking a deep breath, David looked in my eyes. “You know… I don’t usually do this, you might have noticed.” His voice was low, even though we were the only ones at the house. “But I have to be honest… I couldn’t stop thinking about it since that conversation happened.”

I bit my lip, holding back a smile. My fingers entwined in his brown shiny locks. “I don’t know why, but it just feels... “ I looked back at him. “...right.”

One of his hands held me by the waist, the other touched my face, pulling me close enough to kiss him again. One soft kiss, enough for me to feel how soft his lips were and how intently he kissed. I took one second to breathe, looking at his lips, then I kissed him again, wanting more, wanting him. My kiss was deeper, hungry even. I leaned over him as he fully rested on the back of the couch. His tongue on mine, enjoying every second of it.

My hips started rocking back and forth, which granted me a hard grab on my waist. David followed my movements, motivating me further on. His kisses followed to my cheek and neck, where he bit and licked. I pressed my fingers in his hair, loving it. I could feel him hard as a rock in a second. Both of us were really turned on, so I didn’t waste time and took off my shirt and his as well. David took that as an invitation to descend his kisses to my breasts. Me, on the other hand, unbuttoned his jeans and took his length in my hand, pressing firmly and freeing him from the fabric. I started pumping him, slowly, teasing.

“Stop teasing me,” He bit the skin on top of my left boob.

“Oh, where’s the fun in that?” I smiled to myself, knowing the effect my actions were having on him. I started stroking him a little faster, taking my time around the tip to stimulate him. David closed his eyes and took a deep breath, resting his forehead in my chest.

Suddenly, he turned on the couch, rapidly laying me down and being on top of me, kissing me back again. He managed to take my skirt and panties off before I could even process. Kissing my stomach and going down, it was my turn to take a deep breath. David kissed my thighs and leg, before opening me up and sliding his fingers, feeling how wet I was. I moaned when I felt two of his fingers inside of me, sliding in and out, but a louder one came when I felt his warm tongue on my clit. David started eating me out with so much desire and will, that I knew this pleasured him almost as much as it did me. His tongue was moving on my folds, knowingly, hitting the right spots, making me almost scream his name. Never in a million years I’d thought of David as someone who was this good at giving head.

He stopped for a second to look at me, keeping the movement of his fingers inside of me, absolutely enjoying the view. My face expressions and the way my body reacted so instantly to everything he did was enough for him to start stroking himself. “God, you’re so fucking hot… And the way you moan like that… Fuck.”

I smiled to myself, loving his praise. David went down on me again, taking as much as he could. “David… Dave, I’m… I’m gonna” I tried to warn him.

He just looked at me with a satisfied grin on his face. “Then give it to me, baby.” And then proceeded to continue his movements, with his hand and tongue.

That was enough for me to crumble, which earned a loud moan and a fast heartbeat, as David  never stopped what he was doing. “So pretty.”

I opened my eyes to his comment, watching him come over to me, kissing me again quickly, soon to give me his fingers to suck on, which I gladly obeyed, looking straight up at him.

“Mm... Fuck.” I could hear him curse under his breath.

David took his dick in his hand and slid it over my clit. I could sense his desire and need through his eyes and sighs. I pulled him closer to an intense kiss, holding him tight. Until I stopped the kiss and whispered to his ear. “I wanna feel you inside of me, David. I want you to fuck me, make me go insane.”

Those words were exactly what he needed to pull down his pants and position himself in my entrance, only to then slowly thrust inside me, giving me a second to adjust to his size and feel him completely inside of me. David was holding himself up on top of me, with each hand on one side of my head, then he started moving. Gradually going faster and deeper, pushing into me, making me moan, breathless. Coming down to kiss me lightly, he rested his forehead on mine, as it we were going faster and faster. His name was the only thing coming out of my mouth.

“You feel so good, so tight.” He looked down on me, biting his lower lip, feeling so much pleasure out of this.

I could feel myself getting close, feeling a rise out of his movements and our bodies together. Barely able to form proper sentences, I looked up at him. “David…” I didn’t have to say much more than that, one look at me and he knew.

“Me too,” David nodded, focusing on his movements and the rising pleasure that was taking over his body. I cursed as I reached my own orgasm, moaning loud, feeling the pressure inside of me. He watched me achieve it and felt it too, which gave him the last push he needed to achieve his own climax.

A couple more thrusts and he lied on top of me, breathless, exhausted, but highly satisfied.

“Holy shit,” David said, taking a deep breath while recovering his energies. “That was incredible.”

I couldn’t help but smile and feel the same way. “I gotta say, this wasn’t how I pictured my night going at all, but…” I pecked his lips for a couple of seconds before finishing my sentence. “This is so much better.”

David chuckled while looking at me, taking my face in his hand. “For once Zane had a really good idea.”

“We should send him a gift basket or something,” I smiled widely while looking at David.

requested: yes! David is doing a bit for his vlog and ends up getting seriously hurt and it brought to the er. you are really annoyed at him but u will do anything to make him feel better. ps love your writing!! make this super cute and fluff

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“Want to help me film something, babe?” David asked, leaning over the back of the couch and draping his arms around you. He was recording another science experiment for his vlog. You shook your head. You had a lot of work to get done today and having everyone at the park down the street would give you a little bit of peace and quiet. You tilted your head back and he kissed your forehead.

“Have fun. Be safe,” you murmured.

“I’m always safe,” he insisted, and you rolled your eyes. David did the bare minimum regarding safety and everyone knew it.

The group headed out, saying brief goodbyes before leaving you alone to get work done. You put your phone on silence, so you didn’t get distracted by the constant texts from your friends in the numerous group chats.

You were writing an email when you got an incoming facetime call from Natalie to your laptop. You almost didn’t answer, but you had a gut feeling it was urgent, so you did.

People were yelling and shouting, and you could barely hear anything Natalie was saying.

“David’s unconscious. We’re going to the ER,” Natalie shouted into her phone, and your heart stopped.

“Which hospital?” you asked, trying to stay calm. Natalie said she didn’t know yet, but that she would text you the location when they got there.

Twenty minutes later, you were pacing back and forth in David’s kitchen. You called your mom in tears because you were worried about David, and she helped you calm down. Now, you were anxiously awaiting a text from Natalie with the address and if you didn’t get it in the next five minutes, you’d call her again.

Natalie called you, telling you that the ambulance had just dropped her and David off at the emergency room. She sent a mass text to the group chat with the location, since everyone else had stayed at the park because they didn’t know where they were going.

You sprinted out to your car and sped to the hospital. You ran inside, panicking as you tried to find your friends and David. A nurse came up to you to help calm you down before bringing you to the check-in desk to see where David was.

Natalie was sitting by his side and he was still unconscious. A doctor was running a couple of tests and you overheard him ask someone to page neuro. Natalie held her arms out and you collapsed into them, sobbing at the sight of your boyfriend laying lifeless in a hospital bed.

You couldn’t process what was happening. Doctors and nurses cycled through to check in on him, telling you that he didn’t have any serious brain injuries and that he should be awake soon. They pushed his hair back to check out the cut and told you that he’ll need stitches, but that those could be do while he was unconscious. The nurse brought a suture kit over to the bed and cleaned the cut out before stitching it up. The doctor then brought David up to a normal hospital room to keep him overnight, just to make sure he was fine when he woke up.

The rest of your friends took turns coming in to see him, wanting to give you to space but also curious about how David was doing. After a couple hours, David opened his eyes. You were the only one in the room when it happened.

“Hi, baby,” he smiled, looking over at you. A few moments later and after a brief look at his surroundings, a puzzled look crossed his face. “Where are we? And why does my head hurt?”

“We are at the hospital. You needed to get stitches,” you said, watching David’s eyes widen.  “The science experiment you did earlier knocked you unconscious. Nat said you fell off a ladder after the explosion,” you explained.

“Holy shit,” David muttered, squeezing your hand tightly.

“You’re so fucking lucky to be alive right now,” you whispered harshly. “How could you be so fucking stupid?”

“I could’ve died. I don’t need one of your lectures right now,” David groaned. You could feel the anger building inside even though you knew now wasn’t the right to get mad at him.

“That’s the fucking point, David. You could’ve died. You do reckless shit all the time without caring about being safe. It’s like you don’t care if something bad happens to you. And if you keep it up, one of these days, something bad will happen.”

“Babe, I’m sorry,” David whispered. “But people expect to see my friends and I doing reckless shit in my videos and I don’t want to let them down.”

“David, your life and being alive is much more important than your vlogs.”  

“I know it is, but I’m still alive so that’s all that matters,” David insisted. You sighed, and leaned down, pressing your head to his chest. You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” you whispered. “I’m here if you need anything. Just, please be more careful in the future.”

That night, you didn’t leave David’s side. Your friends came to check in on him throughout the night, but eventually left the two of you alone so David could get some rest.

“Babe, my head fucking hurts,” David mumbled, rolling over in the hospital bed to face you. “I need pain pills.”

You ruffled his hair with your fingers. “The doctor said you can’t take anymore tonight.”

“But my head hurts,” he whined, and you gave him a sympathetic pout.

“I can’t give you any pills. Do you want me to get you some ice?” you asked, standing up from the chair you were sitting in when David nodded.

“Sit up, babe,” you said, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to him. You pushed his hair back, exposing the stitches on his forehead. You pressed the ice pack to it, and he winced. “Sorry,” you frowned, hating that your boyfriend was in pain.

David wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you on to his lap. You draped your arms around his neck and gave him a soft kiss.

“Do that again,” he whispered. “It helps me forget about the pain.”

You rolled your eyes but giggled into the kiss.

David slid over in the bed so you could lay next to him. You climbed in and pulled the blanket over you, tucking your feet between his legs.

“I’m sorry that I’m such a terrible boyfriend,” David whispered, and you frowned.

“You aren’t,” you started, but David cut you off.

“I mean I almost died today, and I don’t even know if I recorded it,” he chuckled, lightening the mood.