ethan: you wanna talk about it?
sydney: i think i need a hug
ethan: i'll be back in a few
ethan stands in the check out line at a local convenience store, things for his girlfriend in hand. a box of tampons, a bag of cheetos, another bag full of chocolates, ice cream, and gummy worms for himself. when he gets up to the counter, he sets all of it down, and when the cashier sees what he's buying, the man raises an eyebrow.
"is a man not allowed to help his girlfriend out?" ethan snorts sarcastically, something he rarely did to people. he likes to think of himself as a very positive person, someone who's usually nice to others. but, for some reason, this guy rubbed him the wrong way. was he embarrassed because he was buying tampons and there were three other people behind him?
without word, the cashier rings him up, the total coming to $14.45. ethan grabs his wallet from his pocket, putting a ten and five dollar bill on the counter.
"keep the change." he mutters, swiping the plastic bag, walking out fast before anyone saw his cheeks turn red.
"hey, baby." he knocked on the bathroom door, knowing that his girlfriend was taking a bath after having a period accident at school today that resulted in him having to pick her up early.
"just slide them across the floor." sydney's cracking voices says quietly. he poked his head in the room, only able to see the top of her head, her bare back turned to him. with that, he slid the small box across the tile floor.
he hears a muttered 'thank you' and closed the door, giving her privacy. he sets up the living room, raiding the closet that he was told holds the extra blankets and pillows. he lays them out on the floor, pillows propped against the couch so they could relax and just watch movies together.
ethan: want me to pick out the movies?
sydney: can you come get me?
ethan: anything for you
disregarding the fact that she never answered his question, ethan walks upstairs and opens the bathroom door, sydney dressed in a pair of nike sweatpants and her 4ou sweatshirt.
after placing a kiss on her forehead, ethan picks sydney up in his arms, bridal style. she slings her arms around his neck, lazily putting her head against his shoulder, giving out a sigh.
when they're downstairs, the lights off and a movie playing, sydney lays between her boyfriend's legs, and he feels her body rising up and down against his.
"i'm so thankful that you've stayed with me." her tired voice says to him, breaking the silence.
"of course, baby girl." his lips kiss her hair, his hands resting on her thighs.
"i'm sorry i made you come over at two in the morning, and that you had to-"
"hey, hey, it's okay. just rest and we don't have to talk about it anymore. you had a rough night and i'm happy that i was there for you."
a/n: lameeeeeeee i'm sorry :////
