woah fuck this is long, like, 2400 words... sorry guys, hope it doesn't get too boring ! but there's hothothotneighborjeremy again soo heheh (: this could be considered as a part two to the 13th imagine, since here jeremy is also your neighbor, and pretty much the same way with his personality and all that. enjoy ! (:

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Imagine playing basketball with Jeremy, with his own dirty little rules

To put your neighbor Jeremy Gilbert into one word, it was, honestly, trouble. That was something you should have predicted, after your awkward first meet that seemed a lot less awkward to him than to you. But you didn't know how else to react anyway, it's not like you see your hot neighbor naked in the hallway every way.

Unless that neighbor is Jeremy.

He was often picking up the newspaper with a lack of clothes, and greeting you with a grin. On some days, he'd knock on your door and make an excuse to get inside only to hide from someone he didn't want to see - usually it was a girl he had taken home the previous night and it made you chew your lip in annoyance but at least there was something between you and him. Even if he used you for favors and what not, he did seem to enjoy your company, and he often kissed your cheek to thank you, which managed to make you blush, hard. Jeremy was often flirting with you too, but you were sure that was something he did with every possible girl, but you wanted to enjoy the special feeling.

But you knew that the girls coming out of his apartment daily weren't people he ate lunch with or anything else cool or fun, they were just people who slept with him. With you, he liked to listen to music, play games, eat, draw and spend time. The two of you were quickly becoming friends, even if it wasn't the kind of friendship you imagined to have with anyone.

And to be honest, you were running on low on friends. You had met this girl Caroline, though, and she seemed nice but she was often busy so you were usually home, alone or with Jeremy. You didn't think you'd need anyone else really, you were just fine with that one person in your life. And with all the celebrities in the world to obsess over, who needs friends?

Jeremy and being so close with him did have it's downsides too, though. Who liked to be waken up at three in the morning? Well, not you for sure, but he either gave no fucks, or didn't know. You were strongly leaning onto the first option, as you heard your name being whispered in the middle of the night. You mumbled something sleepily, and rolled over to your other side, not willing to deal with this shit right now. You were tired, and interrupting your beauty sleep was not a good idea, not even if the person waking you up was the flawless, sexy Gilbert boy.

When he whisper-yelled your name repeatedly, you understood that you lived alone so someone being in there made no sense, causing to you to sit up and scream out loud while turning on the lamp on your nightstand. As soon as the light was on, you grabbed the same lamp, and hit the dark character in front of you until he fell onto the floor.

"Fuck, ow, calm down Y/N, it's just me!", Jeremy groaned as he fell to his ass, and rubbed his aching forehead which you had successfully shoved with the lamp. You stared at him in shock, taking in his features that lit up in the bright light, but then you continued to shake the lamp to his face.

"Do you think that makes it any better? What the fuck do you think you're doing, you... psycho? How did you get in my apartment? Why did you get in my apartment? Don't you have a girl to, you know, fuck and all that?", you asked, several questions, causing Jeremy to roll his eyes as he got up. He was surprisingly clothed, but the sexy relaxed look he was rocking didn't make your heart beat any slower.

Jeremy laughed, "So many questions, Y/N. Well, there is no girl in my apartment tonight, and I'm good at opening locks and I was bored so I'm taking you out to do something fun I bet you have never done before", making you knit your eyebrows together and look at him in disbelief and unhappiness. He didn't have a random chick to sleep with for one night and that leads to him breaking into your house and wake you up in the middle of the night to do something fun? You groaned, and put down the lamp you understood you were still holding, before shooting a glare at Jeremy.

"The most fun thing I can come up with right now, is going to back to sleep. And I am not going to sleep with you, because you can't keep your boxers on when you're near a girl in a bed. So I suggest you leave, Jeremy", you stated coldly and got ready to slump back down and continue your slumber, but Jeremy was far too motivated to get you out to actually leave you alone.

"Who said I even am wearing any boxers?", he winked, causing your heart to beat a tad faster, but your face to turn into a nasty expression. "C'mon, Y/N, don't be so lame! I want to you show something cool, now put on some clothes - or not - and come with me", he continued. You knew he wasn't going to give up, so with a grunt, you got up from your bed and slipped on some sweatpants and a hoodie, just like Jeremy was wearing, before you allowed him to drag you out of your apartment.

To be honest, holding hands with him seemed like worth waking up, but what was coming, was way better.

Jeremy led you into a local gym where he put the lights on, revealing an empty basketball area. You gave him a look of disbelief, once again, but he just grinned instead of explaining his intentions while making his way to the middle where he found a basketball. He took it in his hands, and twirled it around on one finger, while you crossed your arms and lifted an eyebrow.

"I'm pretty sure this is illegal, Gilbert", you told him, and took the basketball away from him. Although you didn't fancy the idea of getting caught and being in serious trouble, you were dragged from your bed to here and there was no way you'd be just sitting around and doing nothing. Might as well take the fun out of it.

"Well, yeah, but like - only if you get caught. So let's not", he said, and suggested you try to throw the ball into the hoop. You tilted your head to the side and accepted the challenge, as you took a few steps back and aimed. You threw the ball towards your target, and it flew in a perfect speed through the net, causing Jeremy to shout in dislike and you to throw your hands in the air and dance around.

You laughed, realizing that it was actually fun, to be out there with Jeremy in the middle of the night when you were not supposed to. You weren't much of a bad girl, but it seemed like Jeremy's company and personality had an effect on you. You didn't mind, though, because after all, even if he could be a pain in your ass, you still had a heavy deep serious crush on him.

You watched Jeremy throw the ball, but he failed to score, and he groaned before taking off his shoes. You raised an eyebrow, and gave him a confused look. You begged for an explanation, and he chuckled while taking off the another one, leaving him with only socks in his feet.

"Every time you fail, you take a piece of clothing off, obviously. This wouldn't be fun at all without that, silly", Jeremy explained, causing you to swallow hard. Basketball, with a stripping rule? Well, fuck.

Luckily, you had played basketball before, so you knew how to throw, somehow, unlike Jeremy apparently. You agreed to the rules he set, before scoring another goal, which Jeremy did not like. He wanted to see you with less clothing on, but it seemed like he was the only one losing pieces. Two fails left him with no socks or his hoodie on, and there he stood then, with only a tight top and sweatpants on.

His gorgeous body, which you had seen with a lot less clothing on, distracted you and you failed to throw the ball through the hoop, and it earned an excited shout from Jeremy. You glared at him, and took off your hoodie, leaving you with your sneakers, top and sweatpants. It was still too much in Jeremy's opinion, so when it was his turn, you could have just sworn he missed the hoop on purpose so he could take off his shirt. Saliva filled your mouth as your eyes were set on his gleaming, muscular upper body and his waist that was barely covered by the waistband of his boxers or the edge of his sweatpants. Both were low enough to show off the V that his hips formed, though, and it caused you to be distracted, again.

You grunted while Jeremy grinned and showed you an innocent look as you kicked your sneakers off, so you were left with bare feet that tapped against the ground as you tried to score once more. Somehow your touch had been lost though, and the attempt was only successful at undressing you more. With just your top and panties on, you looked at Jeremy who managed to make his first goal.

After many throws, including failed ones, you and Jeremy were both in just your underwear. Much to his dislike, you stopped the game before things would get too heated, but you still continued to throw the ball around, though.

"Okay, new rules. If you fail, you're gonna have to kiss me", he decided, and handed you the ball.

"And if I don't fail? And what if you fail, or what if you don't fail?", you asked, and bounced the ball around the floor. To be honest, even though you were in only your underwear, somehow you didn't feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was those comments that Jeremy gave you constantly, dirty or just flattering ones, or the fact that he was equally undressed. Or maybe, you kind of liked being like that with Jeremy.

"If you don't fail, then you could kiss me. If I fail, I must kiss you. And if I don't fail, I will kiss you", Jeremy explained, making you understand there wasn't an option where you two would not kiss. But did you really care?

No.

"Game on."

You threw the ball, and managed to get it in, which left you with the possibility to kiss him, but just to tease him, you only pecked his cheek gently. He lifted an eyebrow, either liking the way you played with his rules, or not liking the way you wouldn't give in to the temptation and place your kissable lips on his pink ones.

Jeremy's turn came, and he threw the ball in the hoop, followed by a short dance of celebration since he too successfully got it in. He started to approach you, and you swallowed thickly as butterflies erupted into a storm in your stomach. Jeremy walked to you, and he placed his hands on your soft, bare hips, his fingers caressing the skin he so deeply wanted to touch and kiss and love. His eyes locked with yours, and you could feel the tension growing more and more.

He didn't say anything dirty or flirtatious like you expected him to, instead, he just leaned down to your lips since he was slightly taller than you, and closed the space between you until you felt the intense kiss on your mouth. Jeremy's hands gripped your waist tighter and he pressed into you, keeping you two body to body while his lips moved perfectly with you and his tongue tried to push into your mouth. You were too weak to resist the flawless, passionate kiss and his attempt to take it further, so you granted him access, allowing him to deepen the kiss only more.

After minutes of hot making out, just you and him with nothing but your underwear on, you stopped when you heard the door open. No one was supposed to be there, including you two, so you quickly grabbed all the clothes you could and ran out of there from the other exit before you could be seen. You managed to run away, and as soon as you were long gone, you stopped to laugh and catch your breaths.

"That was... amazing. Making out, I mean. Fuck, Jeremy...", you panted and chuckled. Jeremy grinned, and put an arm around your waist and you started to make your way towards your apartments.

"Well, there has to be some reason why all those girls love me", he joked, causing you giggle but turn more serious then. You tugged on your lower lip with your teeth, and felt the taste of his rough lips, as you leaned closer to his warm body, trusting that he'd keep you up and in balance.

"So I'm one of those girls now? Is this how it always goes? You flirt with them, do something special with them, then take to your bed and after one night you never talk to them again. I don't want to be one of your girls, Jeremy, if that's how it is...", you mumbled. You really liked Jeremy, even if he was more the kind of a guy you date before finding the guy you stay with. But you wanted to stay with him. You wanted to be the love of his life, and do crazy things with him and have endless sex and make him lunch and watch movies until you'd get married and have children.

You were aiming high and far, you knew, but luckily, Jeremy felt the same way.

"I'd like it if you'd be my only girl, Y/N", he said, and stopped for a moment, "I don't think it was possible to feel this way so quickly but I think I'm in love with you, Y/N", sparking a fire in your heart and making your lips turn upwards, into a bright smile.

"I love you too Jeremy", you replied, and took his hand, before he took you to his apartment, and showed you what got all those girls drooling at him...