That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 34- The Dress

   Finally, the weekend had arrived, and despite you not planning to do anything and just wanting to rest on the sofa and watch a good movie you had an ache in your chest that didn't let you relax. There was a dirty pile of laundry you need to wash and later fold as well as your bedsheets needed to be changed. All these small things didn't let your brain shut off so as to not torture yourself, even more, you decided to get on with the tasks so later you would have at least the evening off and fresh bedsheets you can sink your face in. 

   After the clothes had been washed you started folding them, carefully examining each and every one of them in hopes of finding your favorite glittery dress, even tho the purple dress that Larissa seemed to like so much was now becoming its competition. As the pile of clothing was getting smaller and smaller and none of the pieces of clothing were resembling that dress you started losing all your hopes of seeing it ever again. But then you saw a message pop up on your screen and it was from Larissa:

"Hi hunny, how is your day going so far?" - Larissa

   As both of you started to become closer to each other, Larissa started checking up on you every single day when she didn't get to see you. You loved how she always called you the sweetest names possible and whenever she said the word, honey, she pronounced it differently always emphasizing the letter U to make it sound more unique and special.

"Good...you?" - Y/n

   You always tried to give the same energy back to her, and even often times sent her a little bit cheeky photos where a little bit of your cleavage was showing or you only being in an oversized T-shirt. But you never forgot to have your face in the photo, always smiling to show Larissa that your body wasn't the only good thing about you, and today was no exception.

"Attached photo" -Y/n

   You had sent her a mirror selfie while cutely looking into the camera. You had tight shorts on paired with a tank top. These were the scenes Larissa didn't get to see often in person because almost every time Larissa saw you, you always had a sweater on not letting her see your curves and skin, but whenever she got this rare chance to view a little bit more of you she never failed to express her opinion.

"You look fabulous! Wish I could grab into your thighs right now, kiss them, kiss you." - Larissa

   It always made your stomach turn in a good way whenever you read whatever Larissa had texted you after sending her the photo. You had become extremely close to Larissa and that is why you were so comfortable sending her these images and receiving her compliments, even tho in person you sometimes still managed to get nervous which Larissa completely adored. One thing you loved about her was that she was completely satisfied with what she was receiving and never asked you to send more revealing photos, this little thing just made you love her even more.

   But as you were about to think of a reply you came to a realization that maybe perhaps the dress could be still at Larissa's place. You weren't sure if you had taken it with you when Larissa brought you back to your home because the only thing you remember in terms of clothing was that you were wearing the clothes she had given to you. So to just check you decided to call her rather than text because a big part of you wanted to hear Larissa's voice.

"Already calling me?" She said without a greeting.

"Hey...I wanted to ask if maybe I might have left my dress at your place?" You even bit your lip from the eagerness of finding out the answer.

"You mean the black one, with glittery bits? The one that makes you look so hot?" Larissa wasn't about to let an opportunity slide where she can compliment you.

"Yes, that one." You couldn't hide it in your voice that you did indeed enjoy being praised by Larissa.

"Oh, indeed I do have it...I guess I might have forgotten to inform you about it." Larissa most definitely hadn't forgotten about it, she wanted to hold on to that dress as long as possible because it gave some sense of feeling to Larissa that you were in her house accompanying her. She knew it seemed creepy of her to do so, but she couldn't resist.