Brad, Vero and the gang are staying at a beach house in the summer.
Things happen in the house. I'm told that at least the first chapter is quite cute.
Inspired by Penciled In,
Cover by Shenpai (twitter.com/aeroviro) because I can't draw
It's late at night and everyone else has already been asleep for hours, so why is he still here? I can't understand him. Why would he stay awake this long just to lean against the wall and watch me? I'm just editing a video, it's not that interesting! But, his shirt unbuttoned a bit at the top, and I can see part of his chest... so hot...NO! I will not fantasize about him! He's wearing that obnoxious McCree hat he loves so much and I just want to rip it off and shove him against the wall and... Why am I such a pervert? Fuck! How can I concentrate on editing this video when he's being so damn distracting?
He's smirking at me. He's fucking smirking at me with that fucking smile of his. He must have seen me staring. It's like he knows how incredibly distracting he is and he's proud of it.
Oh no, he's coming closer. I really need to concentrate on finishing this video!
"M'lady," he tips his hat ever so slightly in my direction with an incline of his head as he sits next to me on the couch. His thigh brushes up against my leg and I involuntarily shiver at the contact. Why do I allow him to affect me this much? Something as simple as our thighs touching should not affect me like this!
I turn my head to look at him, catching his eyes. He's staring at me again, but now there's some unreadable emotion in his bright blue eyes. It sends another shiver down my spine, and his eyes seem to light up even brighter. I look away quickly, blushing.
"I-if you're going to sit here, um, could you put your hat on the table or something?" I manage to say. He seems amused by my request, but takes the hat off anyway. But instead of putting on the table, he puts it on my head, touching my face in the process. "H-hey, Brad, I-I need to finish this video, so... leave me be? Please?" I ask, a bit more flustered than I intended. I glance up at him and he seems to smirk even wider- if that's even possible.
"You sound a little unsure. I think you like this. Sitting next me," Brad says with a little chuckle at the back of his throat. "Why don't I stay for a while?" He scoots closer, closing the already tiny gap between us.
"I really don't think that's a good idea... I need some quiet right now and you're not the quietest person..." I say, hoping he would go to bed and leave me alone. And not touch me anymore. That was important too.
"Aww, I don't know, you seem to be enjoying yourself," Brad says, whispering right into my ear. That was when I noticed that I had been leaning into his touch without realizing it. I jump up, embarrassed, but Brad catches my arm.
"Hey, I'll be good," Brad says with a pleading look on his face. "I promise."
"Why does this matter?" I ask, burning bright red from the contact. He appears surprised for a moment before looking concerned.
"I'm just worried about you. I heard that your sleep schedule is fucked, but this is ridiculous! You need to sleep!" I'm shocked. Why would he care so much? My embarrassment temporarily forgotten, I sit back down next to him.
"What about you? I always stay up really late, but you're not used to this. You need the sleep more than me, I mean-" I stammer.
"Hey, hey," Brad puts his finger on my lips to silence me. "You're really important to me. I wasn't going to leave until I made sure that you went to sleep, too." His face looks completely serious as he stares into my eyes searchingly. Seeming to find what he's looking for, he removes his hand from my lips and leans against me. "Go ahead. Finish your video, I'll wait."
"O-okay" I stammer out. Blushing again, my embarrassment having returned full force. I'm trying to concentrate on this video, but how can I when Brad is touching me this much? I feel so warm and tingly, I can't do anything!
"Just pretend I'm not here," Brad speaks up from my shoulder. I glance down at him, as if I could do that! I take deep breaths anyway and focus on the video. I'm really getting into the video when I'm broken out of my trance by a sound from below me. I look down- When did Brad put his head in my lap!? Burning red, I gently brush the hair out of Brad's eyes.
He looks so peaceful when he's sleeping. He's gently snoring, it's not too loud and it's kind of cute. Oh, his shirt is still unbuttoned... and I can see... down... NO! No, no no! I will NOT take advantage of Brad when he's asleep! Brad must have somehow sensed I was thinking about him, because he moaned a little bit and snuggled into my lap a little more. He's just like a cute pet. I stare at his peaceful sleeping face and I can't help but start gently stroking his hair. I don't think I mind this contact if he's asleep. It's kind of nice.
"You know, I think I'm falling in love with you," I whisper, knowing that I would never have the courage to say that to him if he were awake.
"Mmm... Love you too."
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