Wes Johnson Smosh - The Way You Make Me Feel

Don't Look

I unlocked the door to my apartment and walked inside, Wes walked in and sat on my lounge. I sat next to him, looking confused. "I know you're not sick Luna, tell me what's gotten you down" He said in a concerned tone. I looked up to see him looking straight into my eyes. "Nothing, I'm fine, I swear I just don't feel well" I said, my voice slightly shaking. I wasn't a very good liar. Wes sighed. "Alright, well I guess I'll take your word for it. But if there is ever anything wrong, remember that I'm always here" I forced a smile.
We sat in silence for what felt like eternity, until Wes got up."You look extremely tired Luna, have you been sleeping alright lately?" Wes asked."Uhh, not really. I've just had a lot of editing and stuff to do recently" I said rubbing my eyes. "Well if you ever need help editing or if it's stressing you, I'll always help. But in the meantime, I think you should get some rest" He said, putting his hand out, gesturing me to stand up. I grabbed his hand and pulled myself up. "Yeah, I suppose I'll go take a nap" I yawned, walking towards my room, with Wes following behind. I opened up my wardrobe to find something comfy to wear. I pulled out a pair of trackpants and an oversized white t-shirt. I turned around to see Wes sitting on my bed. "Uhh, I gotta get changed, so turn around"
*WES' POV*
I nodded in response and turned myself around. I couldn't help myself, I slowly turned my head around to see her standing there in just a bra and track pants...gosh she was stunning. She had the body of a goddess. I felt myself begin to blush and quickly turned back around. "Okay all done! You can look now" She said cheerfully. I turned around, she tilted her head. "You okay? Your face is awfully red" she said concerned. "Uhh yeah, I'm fine. Uhh gotta go!" I jumped off her bed and walked to the door. "See you at work tomorrow" I yelled before closing the door. I got to my car and faceplanted on the wheel. 'Ugh how embarrassing' I thought to myself before accidentally hitting the car horn and scaring myself.