Dylan O'brien Imagines//Requests are closed for now

Thomas, Wild Night, Smut

Thomas rolled off me. Our fast breathing were the only sounds in the room. "That was..." "Amazing." Thomas finished off before leaning over the bed and grabbing something from the floor near our clothes. Somehow he managed to pick up our bottle of alcohol we were drinking. He had 4 big gulps leaving the rest for me which was about the same. After talking the drink, Thomas rolled over and put his hand around my waist spooning me. The feeling was nice, not having felt it before. But I mean, a lot of feelings were new to me tonight.

I felt Thomas's breath fanning my neck. My eyes started to slowly close and the last thing I heard before they fully shut were. "Goodnight Y/N, I love you."

Morning

I woke up with a banging headache and the feeling of someones arms wrapped around me. Confused as hell and I turned over and was meet with Thomas's face. "Oh god." I lifted up his arm slowly and then the bed cover only to see I was naked. "Oh god." I repeated getting my clothes on quickly and leaving.

Later that day

During lunch I was sitting on a table looking out to sea when someone blocked my way by sitting in front of me. That person was of course...Thomas. Oh god.

"Hey Y/N." Thomas said releasing a nervous chuckle at the end. "Hey Thomas." "So...last night, do you remember...anything?" "Umm...no, I do know that we umm had...sex though." "Ahh, errr, yes...I know that too." "Look Thomas, if you want to, we can just pretend it never happened and go back to being best friends again?"

A look of sadness quickly flashed over Thomas's face but was gone within seconds. "Yeah...we can...we can just pretend it never happened." Even though I said the idea, I must admit that it hurt hearing him say that.

It was no lie that I had fallen for the brown haired boy over the years of knowing him. But I mean, who couldn't fall for him.

"I'd best get going. Leader stuff to do, see you around Y/N." Thomas said, giving me one of his heart melting smiles before leaving.

7 weeks later

It had been about 7 weeks since I had my little fling with Thomas and ever since then I had felt...weird. I was sick nearly every morning. My period never came and I was getting bigger in my stomach. I decided to go and see the med-jacks. I had an idea of what it could be, but was hoping for another possibility, anything really.

"So Y/N...you said you had a one night stand and now you missed your period, you're throwing up every morning and you're getting bigger in the stomach. Lift up your shit slightly so I can see." The med-jack responded.

He started touching it in different places and when he was finished, he let out a sigh. "Okay Y/N...you're...you're pregnant."

Just what I though.

My blood went cold. No, why god, why?

I can't raise a baby here. I mean, look at the place. Look at the world. What's gonna happen. What's Thomas gonna think. Should I tell him? No, I have to. Will he be angry? Oh god.

"Y/N?" "Umm, what? What happened." "Nothing, you just spaced out, you okay?" "...Yeah, I'm fine. Just slightly shocked." "Yeah, I bet you are. If you don't mind me asking, who's the father?" "Oh, umm, someone here." "Well of course but wh-" "Oh shoot, I have to...go see my bed. Yeah forgot something very important on it. See you around bye." I quickly said standing up not letting the med-jack finish his sentence.

My heart was pumping and fear flooded my veins. Oh god, what's gonna happen. I can't do this, I really can't. It will be hard, and I'm scared. Oh go- "Y/N, just the girl I was looking for." A voice called out. Thomas. "Really? Ha, why?" I questioned with a nervous chuckle. "I just wanted to go for a walk and talk. Shall we." "...Umm, yes. Come on." I said, walking over to the beach where our walk started. "Thomas, I'm glad you wanted to chat. I need to tell you something." "Really? Me too. You go first though." "Okay...Well, I'm...Wow this is surprisingly hard. Thomas i'm...I'm pregnant." I said stopping and looking to the floor. Thomas stopped as well and I could feel his eyes on me.

I lifted my head up and started speaking again. "I understand if you don't want it. I can tell everyone it's not yours. I understand if you want me to go as well. I can think on how hard it will be to deal with a baby here. It's okay if you hate me now as well I mea-" My rambling was cut off by Thomas's lips crashing on to mine. "I wanted to tell you that I love you and that I don't wanna be just 'best friends.' I wanna wake up with you by my side and call you mine. That fact that you're pregnant is amazing and you must be crazy if you think I will throw you out or if you think I hate you. I could never hate the love of my life." Thomas said softly before bring his lips to mine again.

That's when all my troubles went away. Of course everything was going to be okay. I had Thomas.