medicine ; ethan (boyxboy)

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this is based off of the song "medicine" by harry styles
in honor of pride month, this will have a bit of boyxboy in this
hope ya'll don't mind :)

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(ethan's pov)

here to take my medicine, take my medicine
treat you like a gentleman

as i stumbled my way through the neon colored crowd of sweaty, glittery bodies, i tried to keep a tight grasp onto my drink.

the music blared and the floor beneath me vibrated to the beat.

as i looked around, the room started to spin slightly but when i laid my eyes on him, everything became still.

i had never been the type to date, but if i was in a relationship, it was always with a girl.

but i'll admit, i liked to fool around with guys.

alot.

give me that adrenaline, that adrenaline
think i'm gonna stick with it

as i observed him, my heart began to race.

he looked to be a bit taller than me and his face was precisely chisled.

he was absolutely stunning.

he wore a denim jacket with a floral patterned top underneath.

his dark jeans had many rips and tears in them, and his shoes had a slight heel to them.

i took in a large breath and began to make my way over to him.

here to take my medicine, take my medicine
rest it on your fingertips

i bit the inside of my cheek softly as i watched him take a sip from his cup.

i cleared my throat and attempted to sober up a bit before saying anything.

i popped a piece of cherry flavored hard candy into my mouth, now a few feet away from him.

"hey" i simply said, as i simultaniously nudged his shoulder.

he turned to me and smiled.

his teeth were perfectly white and straight, and his eyes were a bright blue shade.

"hello handsome" his voice was suprisingly high.

i blushed at his reply and took a sip from my cup.

"i uh- couldn't help but notice you from across the room." i said, shyly.

he chuckled and put his hand out for me to shake.

"you're cute. i'm leo. it's nice to meet you."

i shook his hand and smiled.

"ethan." i stated.

"it's kinda loud in here don't you think?" he asked.

i shook my head "yes" and he followed my response by grabbing my hand.

i've had a few got drunk on you and now i'm wasted

soon, we were at his car.

i sat in the passenger seat as he started the engine.

"wanna listen to some music?" he asked, as he plugged his phone into the aux cord.

i nodded and rolled down my window a bit.

music then filled the dimly lit vehicle as he pulled out a pre-rolled joint from his glove box.

"you smoke?" he asked.

"rarely, only on certain occasions."

"well this is a special occasion i think."

i grinned as i watched him place it up to his lips and light it.

he inhaled and i watched him then hand it to me.

i inhaled and closed my eyes.

everything was so perfect at this moment.

and when i sleep i'm gonna dream of how you tasted

"so what's your story?" he asked randomly.

i chuckled lightly and looked at him.

"oh you're serious? um.."

i struggled to think of things to say.

"well okay let's start with this-
what brought you to this club tonight?"

i bit the inside of my cheek again and breathed in deep.

"i'm not really sure."

"so you're telling me, you went to a gay club, and you don't know why?"

i couldn't help but smirk at his sassiness.

"you must be either bi or bi-curious."

i nodded and rested my head back.

"curious." i stated simply.

"hmm" he hummed, as he moved his body toward mine.

if you go out tonight, i'm going out 'cause i know you're persuasive

my heart began to race as his face was inches away from mine.

i licked my lips slowly before his plump lips connected with mine.

the kiss flowed naturally as he cupped the side of my face.

our tongues fought for dominance as my hand traveled down to his belt.

i unbuckled it as he began to kiss and suck on my neck, causing a small moan to escape from my lips.

eventually, the car was filled with moans and gasps as we pleased eachother in all different kinds of ways.

you got that somethin', i got me an appetite and now i can taste it

the music blared loudly and the windows became foggy as we both reached our highs.

maybe i'm not so curious afterall.

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