Antwoord - Joost Klein

21.

"Eleanor" I felt myself leaning closer to her.

I don't know if it was alcohol. I was almost completely sobered up. I don't know if it was the romantic setting we were in. We were completely drenched in a crunched-up bathtub where we were barely able to fit in. I don't know if it was the sudden change in her behaviour. She was drunk and acting out.

She pulled me by my button up to her as she lightly leaned back. She had that smirk plastered on her pink sweet lips that looked so kissable.

As he leaned back with me, she then accidentally let her head on the temperature button and in one quick movement moved it all the way over on cold. Ice freezing water sprayed directly down on us as we broke apart in muffled screams to not wake anyone up.

I managed to turn the shower off but whatever that one second moment was, was gone now. 

"Let's get out of these wet clothes" I stated as I took a step out of the bathtub.

I buttoned my completely white see through button up and slipped it off my shoulder. I unbuckled my belt and took my pants down. I looked back at the bathtub where I saw Eleanor slightly looking. 

"See something you like?" I asked teasingly, which caused her to look towards the bathtub again.

I hung up my clothes but remained in my boxers. Eleanor kept sitting in the bathtub with her drenched clothes hugging her knees close to her since she was freezing. 

This time instead of asking her if she needed a hand to get out, I immediately grabbed her hands and helped her over the edge since I didn't want to risk her getting hurt. Her hands went to her arms as she started shivering.

"How about I go and get you some warm clothes while you strip out of the wet clothes?" I suggested to her to which she nodded.

I first went to my own closet where I put on a pair of shorts to sleep in. I wasn't as cold as Eleanor, so I kept no shirt on. I decided to just get her some of my clothes since I didn't bother to look through her whole closet for some warm clothes. I found a grey hoodie and a pair of black sweatpants for her.

I knocked on the bathroom door. "I got some clothes for you" I said.

She opened the door in a tiny crack, so I was able to hand her the clothes. I wasn't able to see her face, but I was able to see that she had put a towel over the mirror. She didn't say much either, she kept quiet and closed the door again.

I stood half outside of the bathroom and inside of my own room. I waited for her to come out so I could ensure she was okay since something seemed off with her. This whole night had been off.

She opened up to me. She was vulnerable. She was quiet and calm. I was somehow tempted to kiss her. That whole side of her sparked something inside of me that made me want to care for her and make sure that she was okay. 

After a few minutes she still hadn't returned from the bathroom. I knocked. I knocked again. I knocked once more on the door, but no answer came. 

"Nells? You, okay?" I questioned through the door.

With every second that passed I started getting more worried. After the sixth time I knocked I opened the door where I found Eleanor who had passed out on the floor. She had fallen asleep while she was putting the sweatpants on, so the pants had only reached her thighs. 

I felt a smile creep up on my face as she rested her soft head against the wall with her mouth slightly open. Her body resting against the wall. She was so exhausted that she couldn't even handle the small thing as put her clothes on, it was kinda cute.