Ansel Elgort Imagines

First Time

Suggested by Elyea, (arrows24 ) xx Thanks, love!!

You're in bed with your boyfriend, Ansel...

"Are you okay?"
"You've asked me that about five times now, and the answer still has not changed, Ansel," you laugh, looking into his eyes. "I am more than okay."
"Are you sure?" He looks so concerned, and you feel your heart flutter. You know you made the right decision when you told him today that you were ready. He made sure that your first time was memorable while still making sure you were okay, asking practically every twenty seconds if he wasn't hurting you. It might seem that that would become annoying, but his sweetness and concern for you are actually two of the things you love most about him.
"I am absolutely sure, Ansel," you reply, burying your face in his chest.
"God, how did I get so lucky?" he murmurs, pulling you closer and trailing his hand down your body gently. You smile at his words, and your face flushes as you giggle softly. His fingertips brush your bare thigh, and you shiver as he leaves his hand there, his touch warm. "You're so beautiful," he continues. "I remember the first time I saw you—you literally took my breath away."
You lift your face to look at him, and he smiles at you, looking into your eyes.
"Then I got to know you and found out that the inside matches the outside," he says softly, and you blush, hiding your face in his chest. "Hey, let me look at you face."
You look up again, and he presses his lips to yours softly, smiling against you.
"I love you so much," you breathe, moving a hand to his face and brushing his soft hair back.
"I love you so much, too," he replies. "So much." He pulls away for a moment and presses his forehead to yours. "I swear, I think I fell in love with you more tonight."
"Don't get all sentimental and syrupy on me, Ansel," you tease, making him chuckle. "But I feel the same way," you add, a smile forming on your face.
"Still don't know how I got so lucky," he whispers, kissing you again.
And neither do you, but you're together, and that's all that matters.

A/N
can we talk about how syrupy this was like I was internally cringing like we need somebody to come in and do a monkey dance or something like too much sentiment there no
BUT IT COULD NOT BE HELPED BC ANSEL IS LIKE A SWEET BEAN AND HE WOULD PROBABLY BE CORNY AND FUCKING ADORABLE LIKE THIS OKAY IM DONE