Depths •||• scomiche

36.

i woke up at around 10 am, and the first thing i saw was scott's sleeping face.

i'm not trying to be creepy, but he's really adorable when he's asleep.

i quietly turned around to get my phone, not wanting to wake scott, and turned it on to check for any messages.

there was a message in the the christmas group chat, that we should probably change the name of.

alex:
guys let's forget new years and all hang out together

no one responded.

i'm not gonna respond either, because i don't want to hang out either. sorry alex.

i felt scott's arm wrap around my waist underneath the blanket and pull me closer. i tried to turn around, but the space in between us was a little too small, so i just ended up laying on my back with my face turned to him.

"hi." he opened his eyes and smiled.

"how are you feeling?" i asked, completely turning myself to him with a little trouble.

"i'm alright... why?"

"just checking." i said, brushing a lash hair off his cheek.
"make a wish." i held my thumb with the hair on it in front of his face.

"ehhhm..." he closed his eyes to think for a second before gently blowing the hair off my thumb, smiling at me. 

he went in to kiss my cheek and got up after.

he's not wearing a shirt.

hmm.

"i'm gonna shower." he said while getting up.
"want to come with?"

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yes.

but...

yes.

"yes." i said and got up with a little trouble, only to realize that i was still wearing my clothes i wore yesterday.

scott went into the bathroom, followed by me.

he turned the shower on and walked past me, closing the door.

"oh, wait one second." scott said and walked out again, closing the door behind him.

i just got undressed and got under the shower.

his bathroom was arranged so that the sink was on one side and in the back of the other side was the shower, with a little wall on the side so that when you come in you don't instantly see when someone is in the shower.

i don't know if that's convenient or not.

it doesn't really matter.

i heard scott walk into the bathroom again and i saw him in the mirror.

he already lost his clothes.

oof.

i want to actually punch something he's so hot.

he walked to where i was and stopped in front of me, eyeing me up and down, making me very uncomfortable.

"what's wrong?" i asked when his eyes met mine again.

"you're just so beautiful." he said and went up to me, wrapping his arms around my back.

he moved me so we were both underneath the hot water.