candles and cotton | b.h

thirty six.

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it took me a week or two to fully get over what happened, it happened and i couldn't stop it, why cry over it?

it was nearing the end of november and christmas was just around the corner.

"y/n. please pay attention."

i nodded carelessly as my teacher continued his speech, i held my head in the palm of my hand, my vision slanted.

i felt someone's eyes on me and i turned my head, just as caitlin looked away.

i rolled my eyes, turning my attention back to the mind numbingly boring lecture.

the sound of the bell woke my from my stupor, i packed up my books and left in the mass of people.

i walked through the crowd to the other side of the building i was in, currently walking toward life drawing.

when i arrived, the teacher was already there, talking to another student.

i took a place closest to the space where we would usually draw a member of our class.

"hello class, today, we're doing something a little... different.."

i furrowed my brows, the rest of the class piled into their seats.

"today we will have another student from a different major to model for us, since we're studying anatomy and the vitruvian man, i asked a male to model, clothed, and shirtless."

oh holy jesus.

i saw some girls in our class giggle to themselves and wink at eachother, i groaned, this class was two hours long, i couldn't put up with that for two hours.

the knock on the door interrupted the giggling, momentarily, then it went louder as the mrs watson, the teacher, shouted enter.

the door opened and a blonde walked inside, his green eyes bright and in a grey t-shirt tucked into a brown jeans, pulled together with a dark belt.

ben.

his smile widened considerably as he saw me and gave me a small wave as he walked to the front of the class.

the girls' chatter stopped and they looked at me, my eyes widened and i tried not to look at them.

"everyone, this is ben jones, he has taken some time off to model for us today, ben, first we will draw you sitting, then standing, okay?"

ben nodded, then glanced at me, i raised my brow expectantly, as if to say 'really? my class?'

he shrugged his shoulders and smiled, then mouthed, "you know you love it". as if.

i rolled my eyes and ben began to do the poses mrs watson would call out, sending me winks in between, i stuck my tongue out at him.

once the clothed session was done, mrs watson asked ben to remove his shirt as if it was as casual as shaking hands.

he nodded and pulled his shirt over his head and wow. ben's body never ceased to impress.