meddle about // Ethan landry x reader

Forgive

"Kirby," you called out. "Kirby!" You checked her pulse; her heart was beating, and she was breathing. She was still alive. You let out a relieved breath.

You turned around to see what the others were doing. Sam and Tara were talking, and Ethan was zoned out. It broke your heart.

You looked back at Kirby. She was sitting up. "Fuck, you scared me," you jumped.

"Sorry," she said. You looked at her. Even though she was stabbed, she was sitting up like nothing happened.

"Did we make it? Are they dead?" she asked. "Yup, well, Quinn and Bailey—" you started to say before getting interrupted by Kirby.

"Y/N! Behind you!" she shouted. You got startled, turning around to see Ethan's confused face. "Oh yeah, he's on our side now," you said, grabbing his arm.

Kirby looked shocked at you both. "What! He just stabbed me and switches teams when he realizes his team is losing?" Kirby exclaimed.

"Kirby, I'm sorry I stabbed you," Ethan said, looking at her with a frown.
"Huh, it's going to need more than that for me to forgive you." She raised an eyebrow. "I know," he sighed.

"Alright, I'm going to have to go and talk to Sam and Tara," Kirby said, standing up and wobbling over to Sam and Tara.

You turned to look at Ethan and smiled.
He smiled back.

Time skip

Two months later, the group forgave Ethan, and you all were friends. Danny and Sam were together. Tara and Chad were together, and you and Ethan were together.

           SMUT🤭⚠️

It's 2 a.m., and you are alone in your dorm. You are, let's just say, having those 2 a.m. thoughts. You were listening to music and thinking about Ethan.

Your hands start to linger down your body slowly, imagining his hands doing that.

You start breathing heavily, sniffing the smell of his T-shirt you are wearing. Your hands make it to your panties, then you stop.

"Fuck, I need him right now," you mumble. You grab your phone and send him a text message:

"You up?"

You sighed, waiting for a reply. You prayed he would be awake. Suddenly, the icon says 'online.' You smile.

"Yeah. You?"

He replied. You giggled.

"Mhm. Could I ask you for one favor?"

"Anything."

You stared at your phone, contemplating if you should send this.

"I need you right now."

You stared at your phone, your heart beating so fast. Yes, you are his girlfriend, and things like this are normal.

You talked to him about sex and stuff, but it somehow still made you nervous. Another text message sound pulled you out of your thoughts.

"Should I come?"

"Yes, please."

You texted him without hesitation. He went offline again, leaving your thoughts running wild.
'Did I shave?'
'Does my breath smell good?'
'I'm definitely ovulating.'
'When did I last shower?'
'Do I smell good?'
'Am I ready?'

'I am not a virgin. Why am I acting like one?' You thought. You had only slept with two other guys, and last time you were not that nervous.

Maybe you're just nervous because it's Ethan. 'Ethan is a virgin; he's probably nervous, right?' You remembered Anika telling you nerds are freaky when you talked with her about Ethan.