Why do I love you (CxR)

Locked (Kind of Mature)

(Y/N)'s POV:

Let me set the scene for you.

You and your crush, (C/N) decide to hang out. Then, (B/F/N) comes over with two large pizzas, 4 cokes, 3 alcoholic beverages, 10 water bottles and a bunch of candy. She quickly leaves and closes the door. You quickly go up to the door to open it and... it's locked. Your best friend has locked you in your room with your crush. Great.

Currently, you and him are having a Disney marathon. You've been watching them in order by the year they came out. Right now, you're watching Tangled.

You're both sitting on your bed, a blanket covering you as you face the TV. Suddenly, he grabs your waist and pulls you closer.

"(C/N)?" You ask, slightly stuttering.

"Yes?"

"Why are you... cuddling me?"

"I wanted to feel what an angel feels like." He says, his voice slightly slurred. You shoot him a confused look, 'that doesn't even make sense...' you think.

"Huh?" You ask. And then it clicks. "Are you..." you lean closer to him, smelling his breath. "You're drunk, aren't you?" You state. He has been acting weird for a while, but you haven't asked him about it.

"I might have drank a can or two of alcohol when you went to the bathroom..."

"Why?" You ask, a hint of disapproval in your voice.

"Because I was bored~." He whines, pushing your face away from his.

"Ok..." you start, wondering how he drank 2 cans so quickly.

"Don't worry, love. The cans weren't too big." He says, knocking you out of your thoughts. You turn to him, shock evident on your face. "You should keep your thoughts inside your head." He states.

"So, what should we do?" You ask, letting the movie run in the back.

"Any guys on your mind?"

"Huh?" You stutter, the question catching you off-guard.

"Are you interested in anybody?" He asks again, this time a bit slower.

"Uh..." you contemplate telling him your feelings. He won't remember always, right? "Well.... yeah."

"He must be a lucky guy to have you in his life."

"Actually... he doesn't see me like that..."

"Eh? Why not?"

"We're just friends. Have been for the longest time." Your eyes flicker between him and the bed. "He wouldn't see me like that."

"C'mon! Any guy would like you." His voice slurs a bit at the end.

"Well, he doesn't." You look at him, his eyes are a deeper shade of (C/E/C) than they usually are. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Anyone in mind?"

"Yeah, actually." Before you can stop yourself, you slightly frown at his words.

'He likes someone else...' you think, your (H/C) hair falling in front of your face.

"Oh..." You say, trying to hide your sadness. "What's she like?" You try to sound as happy as possible.

"She has these really pretty (E/C) eyes that light up whenever she talks about something she likes," he says, admiration filling the way he talks.

'(E/C) eyes...' you think, your mind flashing to (R/N). 'No, it can't be...' you think, a frown forming on your lips.

"What's wrong, love?" He asks you, his face moving closer to yours. You feel yourself blush from the proximity.

'He's drunk, (Y/N). He's not thinking straight.' You convince yourself even though you're tempted to close the small gap between you two.

"Nothing, (C/N/N)." You say, letting the nickname roll of your tongue.

"(Y/N)." He says, moving even closer. He places one of his hands on your leg and the other on your cheek.

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(C/N)'s POV:

"(Y/N)." I say, placing my hand on her leg. 'Her skin is so soft...' I think. My hand gravitates towards her cheek as if begging to feel her skin.

"(C/N)..." she stammers out. How is she so cute...

'This your your best friend, (C/N).' I remind myself. 'And she likes someone else...'

"Who is he?" I ask without thinking.

"Who is who?"

"The guy. The one you like..." I look her in the eyes and can practically see the gears turning in her head.

Her eyes dim and a new passion is lit in them. She smiles gently and moves her head a bit closer to mine.

'Just kiss her.' A part of me says. 'But what if-' I start to think, doubting that she'll want me to. 'Stop with the what if's. Just do it already.'

I pin her to the bed so her back is against it and her hands are beside mine. I look into her eyes and slowly lean in. I tilt my head and she does the same with hers. And so I close the distance.

Her soft lips against mine feels so good. So... right. I lick her bottom lip and she denies entrance. She smiles against my lips.

Determined to make her accept, I move my non-dominant hand to her waist and softly rub circles against her skin. He gasps and I take my chance.

She doesn't push me away, but instead slips her tongue in my mouth. We fight for dominance and she flips us so that she's on top of me, ultimately winning.

I explore her mouth, leaving no place in-touched. 'She tastes like apples and cinnamon.' I think to myself.

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(Y/N)'s POV:

You flip your position for you to be on top of him. He seems caught off-guard so you win the fight for dominance.

You explore his mouth and discover that he takes like strawberries with a hint of alcohol. A sort-of nice taste, if you can say so yourself.

You pull away and look into his eyes. No sign of regret even slightly passed through them. Just the same fiery passion as before.

You sit up and he does the same. You take his hand in yours and pull him off the bed.

You quickly wrap your hands around his neck and kiss his deeply. His hands move around your waist and you pull him closer.

It feels like your bodies were made for each other. Everything about him is so gravitating and it feels so right.

Maybe it's good that your best friend locked you in a room with the guy you like.

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Story WC: 1056
A/N + Story WC: 1064