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Pinkpop Festival 2019 in Netherlands

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My aesthetic is whatever the fuck Palaye Royale got going on

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Hello! Could I get a Remington Leith imagine? Either featuring them in quarantine or something involving their new song? Thank you so much!

A/N: Thank you so much for sending in a request!! I’ve been going crazy during this quarantine (I gave myself bangs and they actually turned out decent I’m gonna be dyeing my hair half orange half black if you guys want a picture when I finally get the dye and do it) but I hope you’re doing good during all this craziness!! Also, I wrote this on mobile at 2 in the morning so if it’s not good I’m blaming it on that

You laid in bed as Remington got ready to go over to his brothers house, singing along to the music he had playing from his speaker. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? It’s just gonna be the Sebastian and Emerson with their girlfriends. Oh! And the puppy’s!” Remington said as he kept straightening his hair. “As much as I want to see the puppies I’ll probably stay here, I don’t want to brush my hair,” Remington chuckled as he put the straightener down and unplugged it, putting gel in his hair to get it just the right amount of spikey.

“I see how it is, don’t wanna spend any time with me,” Remington mumbled as he sat on the bed to put his shoes on. “Baby, we’ve spent almost every moment together since you got back. You literally followed me into the bathroom while I took a shit the other day.” “We were having a conversation!” You shook your head at your boyfriend as you sat up, motioning for him to hug you. “Tell everyone I said hi and that I miss them,” you said into his shoulder as he held you. “I will.”

He kissed the top of your head before grabbing his jacket and keys, shouting he’d be back in a bit as he walked towards the door to leave. “Be safe!” “I always am!”

After a while longer of laying in bed, you decided to get up and clean a little bit before starting to work on lunch/dinner. Honestly, you didn’t really know what meal it was, having finally eaten dinner at 2 in the morning the night before.

It didn’t take long to pick up, mainly just putting Remingtons clothes back in the closet or in the laundry basket. When you were about to start dinner, you got the notification that they went live. You chuckled when you got on and Remington was holding Pepper and ignoring his brothers, only looking up when he heard Emerson mention that you had joined.

“Hi babe!” Remington said as he used Peppers paw to wave. You type a hi into the chat then set you phone up so you could still watch but start getting dinner ready.

By the time you had everything cooking, the boys got off the live. Remington sent you a text saying his was on his way home and excited to get back to cuddling. Once you finally turned on some music you had decided it wasn’t loud enough so you grabbed Remington’s speaker from the bathroom. Once your phone was connected, you clicked shuffle again and went back to cooking.

An excited gasp escaped your mouth when their new song came on, you turning the speaker up as loud as it could go. You started singing along and dancing around the kitchen, the food now just waiting to be put on a plate. During your little concert you didn’t notice Remington come in and take off his shoes.

“Jesus Christ Remington! Don’t fucking scare me like that!” You shouted as laughed, no longer singing along. “I’m sorry baby, I couldn’t help it,” he apologized as he walked over to you and put his arms around your waist. He helped you plate dinner, still singing along to the song coming through the speaker.

After the two of you finished dinner, Remington grabbed the plates and put them in the sink. Before you could suggest that you get them done he grabbed you and pulled you to the living room. He put on an old Elvis record then grabbed your hand and put his other on your hip. When you looked at him confused he chuckled, placing a kiss to your forehead. “We’re slow dancing you dummy,” he responded, chuckling again when the realization showed on your face.

You let him pull you close, loving every second of him holding you. “I love you so much Remmy,” you mumbled into him, placing a kiss where your face rested.

“As much as I love touring and meet the fans, I think being able to hold you every night and kiss you awake tops any feeling they could give me. I love you so fucking much (Y/N).”