Imagine

You and Sting are walking together with the intention of heading to your houses and it's little after night fall. You both shared a few a words and laughs along your route and Sting was being extra cute and flirty for some reason but you shrugged it off.

Also you knew Sting wouldn't let you walk home alone at this part of the night because it's sort of his unspoken rule but you felt bad because he'd have to come back all this way after leaving you at home.

"Sting?" You asked and heard him hum. "You don't have to walk me home, you know. I'll be fine."

"Who said I was walking you home?" He raised an eyebrow while he walked with his hands behind his neck.

You were taken a back by his words. You'll admit his words sorta hurt because you expected him to oppose your words or at least say it nicely that he isn't walking you home.

You looked at him and noticed that he had broken out of his previous laid back stance and looked at you with a smirk and his right hand raised.

"Because you're coming home with me tonight." He flirted.

You were surprised at his words and a blush covered your cheeks. Sting chuckled and smoothly swung an arm around your body pulling you close to him.

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A/N: Heh, I expected this to be a little better. But anywho it's a Sting scenario! It's been ages since I've posted one about him!
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AnisaEucliffe