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F I V E
You entered your apartment after a long day of college, setting your car keys on the sparkling clean counter. You peeled off your hoodie and sank onto the couch, letting out a sigh of relief as the worries of the day melted away.
The worry being someone beginning with E.
Levi emerged from the bathroom, clad in only a beige towel that loosely draped over his chiseled hips. Water droplets cascaded down his toned torso, drawing your attention. "You're home already?" he inquired, raking a hand through his damp hair.
"Mhm... I'm glad I am," you replied, unable to conceal your gawking. Intrigued, you lifted yourself onto your knees, resting your head on the backrest of the cream-colored couch for a better view.
Ignoring your gaze, Levi continued, "I've got work soon. Would you like me to make dinner before I leave?"
Your heart swelled with gratitude at his unexpected offer. It had been a while since Levi had shown an ounce of kindness, making you wonder about his change of heart. "Really, you're going to cook?" you responded, a smile spreading across your face, cheeks turning a faint shade of pink.
You couldn't help but think—One wrong move and you'd get an eye-full which made thoughts swirl mischievously in your head. Surely he wouldn't deny your advances if he was naked?
Perhaps you should make him naked.
All of a sudden, As if on instinct, Levi's expression darkened as he strode over to the lounge area, still clad in the thin, loose towel.
