《Jack Dylan Grazer Imagines》Freddie Freeman (Requested)
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Sorry for taking so long lolz
"YN, FREDDIE!" Freddie's mom yells for us downstairs. I get off the bed first and help Freddie get his crutches so he could walk with me. "Yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Vasquez?" I ask and shortly after Freddie comes. "Well we have someone we want to introduce to you to someone," Mrs. Vasquez says and out comes a boy. He had brown hair and green eyes. "Hey," he says lightly. I smile I'm return and I could feel the eyes that Freddie were giving me but i brushed it off cause why would I even register him like that. "What's your name?" I ask and he gives me a warm smile. "Billy. Baston" he simply says and smiles. "Well it's nice to meet you," Freddie says and drags me along with him to the room. "What?" I say and he immediately kisses me trailing down to my neck and chest. "Freds, Freddie?!" I say and try to moan as he kisses my g-spot on my neck. "C'mon baby," he says and I smile and help him onto his bed. We were right about to get into it until "Is this my... room," Billy says as he opens the door as sees us. "Oh- uhm- yeah- yeah this is your room sorry about that," I say and push Freddie off me. He assumes the bottom bunk was his bed and lays there. "So what you guys do here?" He asks just staring up at the bottom of Freddie's bed. "Uhm I guess Fred's and I just read comic books or bother Mary. OH we also like explore during the day for anything that looks fun or exciting which is very rare," I say and curl into Freddie's back. "I'm tired," Freddie whispers to me and I smile. "Go to sleep then, you don't need my permission," and he giggles and falls asleep. After he's asleep for about half an hour I start to drift off before I'm startled awake. "What the fuck are you doing!?" I whisper yell as I see Billy and he's shaking my leg. "Let's go!" He also whisper yells as he climbs out the window. I stay in my spot and watch him run off. He doesn't know that Mary comes home right about now. They run into each other, height difference noticeable. "Woah,woah,woah. Why are you so fast?!" She says and straightens her coat and shirt. "Uhm no where sorry," he returns faintly and tries to keep running but Mary stops him. "You're Billy aren't you," she says and takes the grip off his backpack and does a move so her arm is around his shoulders. He looks up at this window defeated and I snicker.
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The next morning
"Good morning Freddie," I say as soon as I wake up. He groans and stretches and then says in return "Good morning," we both get ready for the day and Billy just lays there passed out like he was drunk from a party. "Ugh g'morning," Billy says as he exits the bed and comes towards me as I'm in the bathroom doing my hair. "Good morning," I chirp happily and continue to do my hair. He loses the door which makes my eyes go wide. It wasn't as if there was going to be a line of people waiting for the bathroom in a matter of minutes. "So your dating Freddie right?" He says and takes off his shirt. "Y-yes," u stutter. "Alright," he says and places his hand on my hips and goes in for my neck which I push him off of. "Fuck off," I say and quickly exit the bathroom. "Bitch," he mutters and continues to do whatever he's doing in the bathroom. I go back to their room and lay on his bed, not caring that it's his. "What's wrong?" Freddie asks as he does the same. "Billy," I mutter and I look over to him to see him frown. "Do you like this relationship? Like are you happy with me?" He asks all of a sudden and my eyes go wide. "Of course I'm happy in this relationship! Why the fuck wouldn't I love what I have with you Fred's. I love everything about you down to the way you smile and your heart picks up it's pace when we cuddle!" I say and get up from the bed, careful not to hit my head. "You've been so nice around him lately and I just got jealous. I'm sorry baby,"he says the last part quietly. "It's ok," I say and engulf him in a huge hug. "I love you and I will always love you," I say and he giggles. "I love you too,"
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