Eloquent Countenance fic

NY TEACHER THINKS I TWRITE SMUT

I grasped Marie's sleeve, just barely trying to maintain my balance as to not fall to the ground.

She kicked the door open with her foot, and instead of putting me anywhere comfortable, she placed me on the cold, wooden tile floor.
I sat down obediently, and awaited her return. It wasn't clear to me why she left the room, and I didn't know what to do, but I didn't WANT to do anything.

..,

After a few minutes, she came back with some clothes in her arms.

"Uhm, I couldn't find any towels but this should do. I won't look, don't worry. "

She handed me the stuff and left the room, letting me get changed in peace.

...

By now, it was 1:30 AM, and I normally wouldve fell asleep hooouuurrrssss ago.
I was changed, though. I didn't question anything because what else would she have done? She wouldn't just let me sleep in soaking wet clothes.
Anyway, the outfit she gave me was a pink night gown, my shoulders were exposed and I was cold.

"I'm.. Decent? "
I said, hoping she would be able to hear me from outside.

The door opened, creaking as the rusty hinges turned.

I looked at her and waited for some sort of conversation, but to no avail. She sat down on her bed, a glass of water in hand.

"So am I just gonna sleep here or what.?"
I questioned, although I did expect this to happen, it felt weird.

"Mmm, yep! "

I shuddered, this is REALLY weird. Especially since we are adults that met like a few months ago but only really became friends recently.

"Okay." I climbed onto the bed, avoiding any contact with my feet and the mattress.

"Do you want some socks? I have some I haven't even worn yet that you can keep. "

I nodded, rubbing my eyes.

She opened her drawer and passed me a pair of knee-high socks, they looked about my size. Same with all the other clothes she gave me.

I took them gratefully and slid them on, trying to shake off the weird feeling.

I hesitantly laid down on the end closest to the wall, she was sat up next to me reading a book.

In awkwardness, I hid myself under the blanket, creating an air hole so I don't suffocate.
Suddenly, Marie reached her hand under the blanket and held my hand, using her other to hold the book she was reading.
I accepted it. I also accepted that 'Friends' is definitely an understatement. Unlike some people,

(PROTAG IN FREE RIDE HOME... )

I can actually tell what's ROMANTIC and what isn't.

(BINDIVING.. I'M TALKING TO YOU...)

I gradually fell asleep as Marie undid the braid in my hair.

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I CAN NEVER DO MORE THAN 500 WORDS AT A TIME SORRY GUYS 😞😞😞😞😞😞 IM JUST KINDA RUSHING.