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Cheese Ball

Can I have a Zach Mitchell imagine when he takes me somewhere romantic for my birthday please? Announcements: I hope this is what you wanted! I hope you enjoy and Happy Birthday!!! :-) Warnings: None

Today is going to be a great day. It was your birthday and nothing could bring you down, especially since your boyfriend, Zach, was coming over and said he had the entire day mapped out. You didn’t know what he had planned, but you were happy just because you would get to spend the day with him. The two of you met at the theme park, Jurassic World, on the unfortunate day Mother Earth decided to show the world, once again, who was boss. He had given you his phone number and, miraculously, the two of you lived relatively close. You were suddenly pulled out of your memories by a knock on the front door. You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time, straightened out your clothes, and headed out of your room. Smiling, you bounced over and opened the door to see Zach standing on the front porch. He looked up at you as soon as the door opened and out came his thousand watt smile.

“Hey, Y/N,” he said, pulling out a small bouquet of flowers behind his back, “Happy Birthday!”

Stepping out and closing the door behind you, you took the flowers and looked at Zach, a smile on your lips, “Thanks, Zach, this really means a lot to me.”

You pulled him into a tight hug, careful not to crush the flowers, “Of course! And this isn’t even the best part,” he pulled back and led you toward his car. “I have the whole day planned. Lunch - there’s that new restaurant you wanted to check out - then I thought we could do a movie, maybe some shopping, anything you want to do, we could do. It’s your special day.”

So, that’s exactly what the two of you did. Lunch was amazing, Zach apparently told the staff it was your birthday and soon they came out and sang, all while he smiled and took numerous photos.

“That’s my Y/N,” he had said, “They might be another year older but they don’t look a day over 80!”

You playfully looked offended and tossed a breadstick at his face, “You total dork.”

The movie was great as well, snuggling into your boyfriends arms, the two of you completely entranced and at peace. The shopping was nice as well, you even took some photo booth pictures, making faces at the camera while laughing and trying to outdo eachtother. You couldn’t ask for a better day.

Currently the two of you were leaning against each other, taking a nice stroll through the park, watching the sun slowly sink behind the earth. Your hands were intertwined and nothing in the world could pull you out of your calm trance. Well, maybe dinosaurs, but that was for another day. Soon a pond came into sight and gently, Zach led you over the hill and to the waterfront. As soon as it came into view, you almost stopped and gasped.

Near the waterfront, someone, probably Zach, you thought, had set a small blanket on the ground, a picnic basket sitting in the center. You looked over at your boyfriend, who was smiling brightly at you, glad that you liked his handiwork.

“Oh, Zach, it’s wonderful!”

He chuckled before saying, “Like I said, it’s your special day and I would do anything to keep that smile on your face. I, uh, I hope it’s not too cheesy, I mean I know that-”

You quickly cut him off by placing a small kiss on his lips. The two of you stood there, completely quiet, before you stepped away again, “Zach Mitchell, this is the most lovely thing in the world. Today was amazing and of course it’s cheesy, you are, in fact, a major cheese ball. But, you know what? You’re my cheese ball. So are you going to stand there, or are you gonna help me eat my birthday dinner?”

You walked over and sat down on the fuzzy blanket, not noticing he was shaking his head, looking at you with love in his eyes. Soon he regained consciousness and sat down next to you, “So, you do like it?”

You chuckled and looked over at him, “Of course I like it, cheese ball.”

“Am I really that cheesy?”

Leaning over, you kissed him after every word to emphasize your point, “One hundred percent. All. American. Cheesy goodness.”

The two of you laughed and started eating dinner, which, you must say, wasn’t half bad. There was much talk about the simple things of life as you just enjoyed each other’s company. Soon, after you were finished eating, some candles were broken out and, carefully, as to not set yourselves on fire, you lied down next to one another and gazed up at the stars, continuing your conversation, occasionally being interrupted by one of you pointing out a constellation.

Looking over, you saw Zach looking up at the sky while still talking about the morality of dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets when you realized something. You loved him. You smiled and thought about how you never wanted to leave this one moment in time, hoping you could both just stay star gazing for the rest of time. You realized that he really was your cheese ball, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Today really was a great day, you thought, smiling to yourself, an absolutely amazing day.

Busted

One-Shot: Could you do a one shot of Jurassic from Zach’s point of view, where he’s sneaking out to go out at night but Owen catches him and pulls him by the ear back to house? Announcement: I hope you all enjoy! Warnings: Mild language, just to be safe. Mention of alcohol

The house was quiet, the only sounds were the even breathing of the sleeping forms and the quiet footsteps of the sneakiest person in the world, me. I mean really, I could be a freakin ninja I’m being so stealthy. Gray and I are spending some time with Aunt Claire and Owen while our parents are on a couples retreat trying to save their marraige. It isn’t so bad, Claire has a pretty nice house. The only downside is that Owen and Claire are being all mushy gushy around eachother. To be honest it wasn’t all that hard to sneak past them when they were buried in each others eyes.

I slowly made my way down the stairs, avoiding the creaky ones, and on to the carpeted ground floor. I held my breath for a few moments, listening for anyone who might be getting a late night snack. It was around 10 at night and I’m about to hit the town with some friends. I made my way to the front door and oh so quietly turned the lock and opened the door. With the door safely closed behind me I allowed myself a small chuckle and started walking down the block where I told my friends to pick me up.

Still with a smile on my face I made it as far as the end of the driveway, when I heard him.

“Zach? I thought you were in your room? Where are you going, kid?” Owen said.

I cursed in my head and turned around. Sure enough, Owen was on the other side of Claire’s car, working on his stupid motorcycle.

“Oh, nothing, y'know, just coming outside for some fresh air-”

It was at this exact moment when the idiots I call friends decided to drive up and start yelling, “Hey man! Hurry up, we about to get fu- Oh, dude! Is that your dad? Let’s get our of here!”

And with that clever remark, they sped off, leaving me with a very confused and slightly angry Owen. He suddenly looked like he put two and two together and started glaring at me.

“You were sneaking out? To do what?”

The ground suddenly looked real interesting as I replied quietly, “Just a party at a friends house, it’s no big deal, I wouldn’t have gotten drunk or anything.”

“There would have been alcohol? I don’t really have any authority around here, but I think I am correct in assuming you’re grounded.”

I sighed, “Oh what ever will I do.”

That seemed to set him off. All of a sudden Owen stood up and made his way over to me, wasting no time in grabbing my ear like you would see in a movie and dragging me into the house. It would have almost been comical if I didn’t think my ear was going to be ripped off.

When we got inside Owen led, well, dragged me into the living room and told me to sit on the couch.

I only thought one thing. Aunt Claire is gonna kill me.

*Gif not mine