Jacky Vincent Imagine (1) *Requested*
“Ronnie! Max! Put me down!” Jacky yelled before being thrown on a couch in the lounge area of the bus. “You’re not going to mope anymore,” Ryan stated as Jacky sat up and glared at him. “Why the hell not?” Jacky snapped, upset and angry.
“Because none of us like seeing you so down Jacky. Especially me, I want my smiling, cheerful, happy Jacky back,” I smiled sadly at him as I sat next to him. “So what if we didn’t get shit at the APMAs? We still have great fans! And we know we’re amazing without a trophy saying so!” Ronnie grinned, and Jacky cracked a smile.
“Alright I get it, you guys made your point. No more moping,” Jacky grinned at the guys. “How about a video game and movie night?” I suggested, and the guys all erupted into cheers. I got up and passed out controllers, and put in Call Of Duty for the guys. I plopped next to Jacky, and laid my head on his shoulder.
After a few hours of the guys playing and accusing each other of cheating Derek got up and stuck in The Expendables. Jacky wrapped his arms around me, and held me against his chest. I snuggled into his chest and attempted to watch the movie, but Jacky kept planting kisses on my head which kept distracting me.
I finally turned my head up and gave him a quick kiss. Jacky grinned, and gave me a tight squeeze. “I love you (y/n),” Jacky whispered as I started to drift off to sleep. My eyes drooped shut as I mumbled an “I love you too,” back.
The next morning I woke up to sniggers and giggles. I opened my eyes to see Ronnie doing something on his phone. “Morning love birds!” He laughed when he noticed I was awake. I felt Jacky wake up below me and heard a groggy groan from him. Ronnie showed me his phone, which had a picture of a sleeping Jacky and I on Instagram. “Radke you ass!” I blushed and buried my face in Jacky’s chest as laughter resounded throughout the bus.