Whitney x Male Reader (@^v^)

Part 12: sleep with me (｡v_v｡)

Y/N: I dry myself off as I step out of the shower. I grab my pajamas and put them on. I'm always cold for some reason, so I put on some gray sweatpants and a pale grayish-blue tshirt on. I walk out of the bathroom and back to the living room where Whitney is. I sit next to her and she is still surprisingly awake, but the TVs paused. She must've been waiting for me. "Uh, Whitney?" She looks at me. "Yes?" "You can take your shower now." "I'm already dressed." She gets up and thanks me before walking down the hall. I decide to watch Haikyuu to past the time. About 5 minutes later I release I never put my bandages on my face. Whitney didn't even say anything either. I pause Haikyuu before running off into the hallway. I completely forgot that Whitney was in the shower. I open the door and catch a glimpse of Whitney naked. I freeze like a deer in headlights and Whitney stares at me with a shocked face before blushing orange. I frantically try to explain why I just opened the door without knocking. She turns her gaze away from me before asking, "Can you go away now?!"

I kinda just stand there with a panicked look on my face before apologizing again and quickly grabbing my first-aid kit. I quickly close the door and squat down. "What the Hell is wrong with me!??!" I mentally screamed. I just busted in there completely forgeting about the fact that Whitney was still in there. I was sweating and my face was as red as a tomato. I slowly get up and walk to the living room to treat my face. I try to get the image of her body out of mind. Her robotic but thin arms, her tall legs, her slim figure and her medium sized bre-GAH!! Nope. nope. nope. I don't want to think about that! That's not right! I just met her and I'm already having these suggestive images flash through my head. I resume Haikyuu while tending to my wounds, trying to get the image of Whitney's body out of my head.
Whitney: I continue to soap up myself while thinking about what just happened. Could he not hear the shower running? Did he forget I was in here? My face becomes a darker shade of orange at the thought of Y/N seeing my body like THIS. I finish showering and dry myself off, before putting on my nightgown. (This is what the nightgown looks like c(°v°c)

I go into to the kitchen and find Cameron there making dinner and Y/N sitting in one of the chairs. We make eye contact with each other before glancing away from each other blushing. I still keep my eyes off of Y/N while making my way to a chair one seat away from Y/N. Cameron sets down our food. Its Mac and Cheese and Chicken. I take no time stuffing my face with the mac and cheese and chicken. I look over at Y/N to see him gently eating his chicken. I stare at him for a second before looking back at my plate. I already finished and I'm not full yet. I ask Cameron for more and he groans having to leave his food for a second to get me more chicken and mac and cheese. I dig into the food again swallowing it whole. After 4 or 5 plates of mac and cheese I'm pretty much full and leave the kitchen. Y/N had already left by the time I finished my third plate.
Y/N: Man that macaroni and chicken filled me to the brim. I don't understand how Whitney can eat all that and not feel sick. She sure is something. I got to sit back on the couch and watch anime. I hear foot steps behind me and see Whitney pressing her two fingers together while looking at the ground. "Um, Y/N I wanted to know if you would be okay with um..." Whitney seems to be too nervous and shy to ask me what she wants to know. "Know if I would what?" She starts to blush madly before blurting out, "Sleeping with me for tonight!?" She immediately covers her mouth with her hand. I start to lightly blush at her request. I think about it for a minute. I mean I could easily sleep on the not-so-comfortable couch again tonight or I could sleep a bed with a girl with a bomb for a head I just met. "Um, it wouldn't hurt to sleep together for just one night, right?" She nods agreeing. I turn the tv off and follow her to her room. Her room is nice and simple. Just a white wall with a pale blue covers and grayish-blue pillows. And the bed looked like a queen size. I ask her which side should I sleep on and she told me it doesn't matter which side. So, I decide to sleep on the left side facing the balcony. I get under the covers and lay my face on the pillow. The pillow and covers are warm, but I'm still cold as heck. Whitney gets into the bed and I see that her feet are kind of hanging of the end a bit. "Uh, how tall are you, Whitney?" I ask her with a curious look on my face. "I'm 7'11." "Almost 8 feet tall." My eyes widen at her answer. That's pretty tall! Taller than the average guy. "I'm a measly 6'1," I tell her. She sighs. "I wish I wasn't so tall." "I must be taking up so much space." I shake my head looking at her. "No, actually I'm fine just cold." I shiver some at the breeze. I try to wrap myself with the covers more before I feel Whitney wrap her arms around my waist. I feel my body begin to heat up a bit. "You don't mind if I keep you warm tonight do you?" She looks at me waiting for an answer. "Uh..I, y-yeah!" "I'd appreciate that." She smiles and pulls me closer to her. I blush some at the action. Good thing she can't see my face that well. Before I drift off to sleep I hear Whitney whispers something to me. "Goodnight, Y/N." I smile. "Goodnight, Whitney," I say before closing my eyes and feel my self drift off to dreamland.