Y/n and your boy bsf

Did you just kiss your bsf...

You keep a drawer of clothes and undergarments as well as hygiene and oral care products at Connor's house for your sleepovers. Last night after you were showered, you went to find pjs only to realize... they're are none, no pjs or clothes. So you put on a pair of your girl boxers and a sports bra and went to bed. Connor always sleeps on the couch at your sleepovers so you weren't really worried about him seeing you like this. In the morning you wake you wake up and sit in bed thinking about last night. It was a crazy feeling but probably just a one time thing. You get up and realize that you have to walk downstairs to be able to go anywhere. So Connors gonna see you it's inevitable but it's whatever (side note the stairs lead into the living room).  You do your morning routine and head downstairs. As soon as you get downstairs you instantly regret it and freeze as you see the entire football team in the living room. The only thing going through your mind right now is... shit shit shit shit. You hear everyone start laughing as Connor gets up and pulls you into the kitchen. "Y/n what the hell are you doing?!", "First it was the bra showing at school now this... it's like you're trying to make me jealous or something." He yelled. What did he mean by jealous? You think to yourself. " Well the bra at school wasn't my fault asshole and this wasn't either. I had no pjs or even clothes left so I just put this on not knowing anyone would see me but you. YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME YOU HAD FRIENDS OVER!" You yelled back. You and Connor just stare at each other for a few seconds before he takes his shirt off and puts it on you. " There, now we can go pick up your car whenever you're ready." He says. You just stand there not saying anything because of how frustrated you are. You try to calm down because getting mad always leads to you crying for some reason, but you can't. You quickly and aggressively take the shirt back off  not being able to hold back tears and the back of your throat aching (you know the feeling).You rush back through the living room and run upstairs. You can hear the team asking Connor if you slept together and if we were dating and if we weren't could they bag me and a whole bunch of stuff that made you wanna cry more. You hear Connor talking but can't make out what he's saying until you hear him saying bye to everyone and slamming the door shut then coming upstairs. You quickly wipe your eyes when he comes into the room. "Y/n what was that all about?" Conner says. "What do you mean what was that all about? I 'm not going to be able to wear just a shirt anyways to go to the dealership so what was the point of even putting it on?" You say back. "Well the point of having it on was so you can come back upstairs without having to be half naked in front of our schools football team but that wasn't what I was talking about. I meant why were you crying... did I grab you too hard or what?" He replied. "No, I mean yes you did kind of grab me really aggressively but that's not why I was crying. I'm just frustrated and that's how I deal with it. Not to mention I heard your teammates. Sorry that must've been awkward, I know you have like a reputation and I also have a reputation of having no reputation. I've never been known to sleep with people when we're not even dating." You say holding back tears. Connors walks over and sits next to you on the bed (so there is space for the both of  you huh). There is a tense moment of silence before Connor murmurs the words I'm sorry and leans in to kiss you. Did you just kiss your bsf....           

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