Imagine: Hanging out with Klemens
Pairing: Klemens Hannigan x Reader
Word count: (to be added)
Warnings: friendship
I’m so freaking bored, after Eurovision my life has just been in such a big depression. I miss everyone so much. Everyone went and took some time of since the whole thing was pretty hectic. Especially for Klemens and Matthìas who have worked so hard over these past few weeks. Maybe I can see if anyone has time to hang out? I send out a quick text to every contact in my phone hoping that someone is available and throw it back on the couch. Now we wait..
*PING* a notification pops up on my screen reading ‘new text from Klemens’. My face lits up from excitement. ‘Open the door!’
“Klemens! I missed you!” I grin from ear to ear and jump into his arms. He chuckles as I squeeze him tight. “I miss you too Y/N.” He smiles and kisses me on the cheek. “How are you enjoying your time off?” He asks as he enters my house. I throw my head back and let out a loud groan. “OMG, I have been sooooo bored!” Klemens chuckles at my answer. “Didn’t you go on vacation like the rest of us?” I wish. “No, I had to work at my regular job again. Otherwise I couldn’t pay my rent this month.” I pout and sit down on the couch. “Why didn’t you tell me? You could have come with us on vacation and then move in with me! We could be roommates!” Klemens squeals in excitement. “Awh, you mean that?” I smile and scoot closer to Klemens. “Yes, of course it will save you money. We can hang out every day and you can cook me your delicious pasta’s. And I have the spare bedroom anyways.” He smiles. “I would love that! Of course, I’ll spoil you with the best food.” I rub over his stomach and kiss him on the cheek.
“That’s settled then!” Klemens smiles and pulls me in for a hug. He snuggles his face in my neck and I do the same. We stay like that for a bit appreciating each others presence. I slowly pull back and lower myself onto Klemens his lap, laying my head down to rest on his lap. “Did I say I missed you?” I say softly as I play this the holes in his jeans. Klemens giggles, and softly starts scratching my head. I close my eyes and feel myself relaxing. But I’m rudely woken up by a loud rumble next to my head.
“Your stomach is so loud! What have you eaten? ” I manage to say in between my laughter. "Ssssst shut up." Klemens shushes trying to hold back his laughter. "This is gonna be so much fun."