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Imagine: Thomas smells like you. "So how did you manage that?"You asked motioning to the large, white but marker covered cast incasing Thomas's left leg. He turned away from the tv to you with a smile."I thought you'd never ask, genuinely. I've been here for a whole day already, my leg has been broken for four and you still haven't asked." "At first I assumed it was from stage diving but you've been so quiet I fear I may be wrong."You shrugged with an amused smile, taking a sip of your beer. "Fanculo!"He swore, taking a swig of his own beer."I wish it was from something that cool! A lightbulb went off in my room and I needed to change it but I forgot to bring the stepladder in after I got the bulb. Anyway, me being the lazy fucker I am decide to build a stack of books to stand on..." You visibly winced for him."Oh, Thomas, you idiot." "It was like four in the morning, it seemed like a good idea at the time."The guitarist attempted to defend himself. You rolled your eyes with a laugh."That is a special level of lazy, sweetie. Are you sure you don't need me to be your babysitter after the cast comes off too?" "Anything to spend more time with you, amore." *** "There is no way in hell-" "I promise it's a thing, seriously I can't do it by myself." "Well who the hell did it before me?!" "..." "You're saying that you haven't showered for around six days, god now I know why it has stunk around here." "So that's a yes." "Ummm no." "Come on please!"Thomas begged as you stood outside your bathroom beside him. "No!"You told him again."I'm not going to"-you bent forward and lowered your voice to a hiss-"shower with you." "Why are you whispering?"Thomas asked, mimicking your voice."There's no one here." You stood up straight."I'm still not doing it." You turned and began to walk away when all of a sudden you heard Thomas's voice in your ear...and his scent became much more potent. "The stink will just get worse, cara, it will get so bad."His tone was overly seductive and sexual, which made you grimace. An odd way to talk, considering he was talking about the fact he smelt like a skunk had sprayed him."You'll be able to smell it in every room, you won't be able to escape it. You'll lay awake at night wondering 'why oh why didn't I just help Thomas take a shower'. And-" "Oh my god, fiiiiiiiine."You groaned, spinning back around, grabbing the towel out of his hands and storming towards the bathroom. He made no move to follow you so you poked your head out of the room only to see his shocked face."Are you coming or what?" "I'm coming."Thomas spoke quickly, running to you. *** "Ok, I'm in and the shower curtain is closed." "Do I really need to be here for your whole shower?"You asked from where you sat on the closed toilet, idly playing with the edge of the towel in your hands. "No..."Thomas poked his head out from behind the curtain, with a smirk."not unless you want to-" You scrunched your nose."Pass." "Ok then,"The guitarist nodded before continuing his earlier statement."that's why we're getting it over with." You shook your head and groaned."Oh why did I agree to this?" You gingerly got into the shower, wearing a bikini/one-piece, and stood in front of Thomas. You stood for a moment in silence, both of you just staring at each other and keeping your eyes above his torso. "What?"You asked quietly. Thomas blinked rapidly as if you'd broken his train of thought."Oh uh nothing, you're just, very pretty." "Oh um,"You blushed."you too." "Thanks."He looked to the side bashfully. "So how are we going to do this?"You squeaked, clearing your throat while grimacing at the pitch of your voice. "Well, first"Thomas gulped."you're going to have to actually look at my leg if you're going to help me clean it." "Oh right yeah-duuuuude?"You pulled a face."A Speedo, really?" "Hey! It was the only waterproof thing I packed!"He tried to defend himself. "I can basically see your...oh whatever."You laughed at the absurdity of the situation."This is already weirder than I thought, just hand me the shower gel." In the small space of your shower Thomas reached behind him to grab the bottle and in the process slipped. You screamed as his hand clutched your wrist and you went falling on top of him, landing in an...interesting position. With your lips on top of his. After the initial shock you tried to get up but the slippery floor made it hard and you ended up just slipping again and smacking your head against his chest. "Fuck, Thomas, I'm so sorry."You started to apologise, trying in vain to get off of him but every move you made only made it worse. Your knees, on either side of his thighs, just made you slip over him."Can you help?" The guitarist under you just smiled smugly up at you."I've got to say, Y/N, I don't mind this position." You rolled your eyes."Really?" "Come on, don't tell me you haven't thought about it before?"Thomas prompted. You looked away as you felt your cheeks heat up. You'd be lying if you said you'd never thought about him in a romantic way. He was very handsome and had always been flirty and cute around you whenever you saw him. "I definitely have."Thomas continued."I've liked you for a while now, Y/N, but Victoria told me that she didn't want me screwing around with one of her friends." "And you're going to ignore her?"You giggled a little from nervousness."That's brave." "That depends do you like me too?" *** "I've missed you."Victoria said as she hugged Thomas. "I've missed you too."The guitarist reciprocated hugging his friend back. The hug lasted a little longer than Thomas expected until he heard a sniffing sound."Are you sniffing me?" "You smell different."The bassist stated before pulling away. "Hey, Vic."You greeted hugging her before laying your eyes on Thomas and blushing."Hi." "Hi."He bashfully looked down. "Uh,"You collected yourself."Damiano and Ethan wanted some tea-" "I'll make it."Thomas told you. "Ok, thanks."You smiled and leant towards Thomas, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You had sex!"Victoria exclaimed, pointing at you both. You and Thomas both tried to stutter out excuses before the bassist laughed, confusing you both. "You're not mad?"Thomas asked. "Not unless you two have a horrible break up, just don't hurt each other."She told you and began to leave before pausing in the doorway."Or screw while making the tea, it's unsanitary."
