Angel Next Door

Well, This Is Awkward...

*Friday Morning*

My first thought: something is tickling my nose. Something soft and...fuzzy? I swat at the offending thing only to hit something firm underneath it. Cracking an eye open I see swirls of blonde. Suddenly I realize the 'furry' but firm thing is actually Evan's head.
Upon further inspection, I find that Evan is plastered against me from head to toe, his head tucked up under my chin, his breath ghosting across my neck, his arm slung over my waist with his fingers buried between me and the mattress in the back. I smile so hard I feel my cheeks will break from the pressure. I close my eyes drifting back to sleep.

I awake sometime earlier to a slight chill. Evan has disappeared. Dammit why did I go back to sleep? Huffing out a breath, I head towards the bathroom.
Evan must be downstairs in the kitchen.

I open the bathroom door and stop dead I'm my tracks.

I know I should back out, shut the door and run, I know all this but my body refuses to move. My teeth find my lower lip as my eyes drink in the sight laid out in front of me; Evan's naked back is to me, body dripping from his shower, his earbuds stuffed in his ears keep him from hearing me.
His body is glorious and I ache to touch; he sways his hips to whatever beat is flowing through his earbuds. His muscles ripple with every movement, my mind flashes to him using those muscles for a different kind of activity and I have to suppress a whimper at the thought.
You need to move, NOW. My mind screams at me. Right as I take a step back towards the door, he turns, dancing stopped, shocked eyes lock on my wide ones. Shit too late now. Don't look down, you'll spontaneously combust if you see that part of him.

We stand there for what seems like an eternity before our brains kick into gear; the last thing I see as I scramble out the door and to my room, is him shoving his legs into a pair of boxers.

Ten minutes later; he finds me on my bed face hidden in the pillows, dying of both lust and embarrassment.
"Babe? Hey look at me." Is he crazy? I can't talk to him let alone look at him! He tenderly touches my leg, "babe hey, c'mon it's ok." My mind is currently busy with his warm hand on my leg, which he removes as he sighs and flops down beside me. He is silent, so I sneak a peek at him to find brown eyes watching me curiously. He smiles softly, "I'm clothed now I swear" he chuckles, I blush chewing my lip. "I'm so sorry Evan I didn't mean t-" he shakes his head before I can finish, "don't worry bout it. No big deal. You saw me naked, so what?" He shrugs before scooting closer, "you're my best friend, it was bound to happen sooner or later." He rubs my cheek smiling.