I hear the sink running and I groan, "c'mon Munson just one beer, I'll be a good boy," the tap is switched off, but he doesn't come back, you could hear a pin drop in this silence, did I just say that? Oh god, that's embarrassing...
"What'd you say, Harrington?" I can hear his smirk through that voice, and I freeze up, "N-Nothing, just bring me the damn water, I'm parched Munson." I grumble, attempting to keep my cool. He obliges and brings me water and some aspirin; I thank him and take the pills and sigh. "You're an idiot, you know that Harrington?" he says playfully with a smirk, that look on his face is penetrating my heart, making my stomach do flips and turns and I can just bashfully smile. "Yeah, yeah don't get yourself all worked up over it now," I nudge his arm and he grabs my upper bicep and keeps my hand on his arm, and I look up at him. My heart's racing and all I can do is look into his eyes, and admire them, shamelessly. The blushing still lingered on my cheeks and that smirk was still plastered to his face. I just want to kiss him, I have never desired a man this way before, what's so different about Eddie?
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Authors Note:
This is a inside look to a new piece of the smut stories, Fix Me. I was feeling a little emo and listened to "Fix You" by coldplay and that was kinda the inspo for the title, but i have GREAT news!!!!! i am writing a part 3 to Obsession !! so stay tuned for that!
MBS <3
