Happenstance (LGBTQ) [Editing]

Eight

After my shower I did my skin care routine. It's something I love to do as It's self care and it makes me happy whenever I do it even if its not 10 steps. My face is moisturized and saturated once I finish. I brush my teeth then quickly ran my brush a few times through my hair which is damp. I washed it.

I add some moose to it and scrunched it up then on top of that pump a lightweight styling product which I scrunched in as well. It's gotten longer maybe about 2 inches since I last checked.

My hair dries really quickly. I shut off the light inside the bathroom and head to get dress. Putting on a cute pajama shorts an matching shirt set. They're white with maroon circles on them. Even my panties were cute.

Mom and Adam should have headed in by now.

Hopefully because I want to get a glass of water to keep at my side table. For some reason I always feel dehydrated after I shower and throughout the night. Also sometimes my throat feels dry when I wake in the morning. As a result I like to have a glass of water close by in case.

Tip toeing out my room I close the door behind me as silent as possible. But it seems not so silent as Adam's door opens right across from mine. He steps out in just a pair of sweats. Leaving his chiseled tone body on display. My greedy eyes roam every inch of brown skin in sight.

His tattoos are a intricate over his skin standing out prominent from the rest of him. His torso is so wide but lean at the same time and his defined six packs abs are etched in stone.

Basically I'm drooling over the man. Get yourself together Elliott.

"Can't sleep again?"

"No. I was just going to get a glass of water."

"Oh. Mind if I come along."

"Sure." I lead the way. Not wanting to be caught eyeing him like a hungry dog on a bone. As I step down the stairs I hear a faint groan behind me. Almost like a cough. Maybe Adam has a cold.

We enter the kitchen together. The lights which are motion sensors turns on immediately. I go to the refrigerator and grab the container of spring water. Placing it on the counter I search for a glass in the lower cabinet where I think they should be. When I open it I see there's plates there instead.

Is this not the right one?

Maybe it's on the shelf above. Standing on my tippy toes I try to see if I'm right. I find the glasses I'm looking for. There all clear so I'm careful as I try to take one out. Only touching it with my fingertips.

Wow. This is the first time I'm not able to reach somthing. Weird.

"Let me help you with that." Says Adam. Who without warning assists by pressing his chest against my back as he reached high above me getting a glass.

The second when his body is pressed against mine felt like heaven. Coupled with the fresh sent of him. Like he had just gotten out the shower.

He steps back too so I turn to take the glass.

"Here you go. Sorry everything is a little high because it's perfect for my height."

Our fingers touch as I retrieve the glass.

"Thank you." I get out.

Adam nods. Analyzing me from head to toe and back up.

"Cute pajamas."

"Thank you." I say again. Pouring my water I take a sip because my throat feels like a dessert. I put the pitcher back into the refrigerator.

"Well have a good night."

"You too." Says Adam. As I walk away I can feel his eyes on me.

Only when I get inside my room do I feel like I'm able to breathe again. His presence is so intense it's like the air in the atmosphere gets sucked into his stratosphere whenever I'm around him.

Why can't I seem to function when he's around?

That's the question I really need answers to.