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ethan's pov
a knock at me door caught my attention. curiously, i got up to inspect who it was, opening my door to find no one there. i immediately thought of every horror movie until i spotted the plate of christmas cookies on my porch. there was santa's, snowmen and christmas tree shaped cookies that had my stomach growling immediately.
i knew who brought them without even seeing them and there was no way i was eating those alone. with a smile, i picked the plate up, marched over to y/n's door and knocked. it took a couple minutes but finally y/n peeked through the crack of her open door.
"hi ethan!" y/n smiled, pretending not to know why i was there. "whats up?" she tilted her head. "I got some cookies, want to share?" i smiled, at the small blush that took over y/n's face. "uh, o-ok"
and just like that, y/n failed in discreetly giving ethan a batch of christmas cookies. it was ok though, perhaps that was for the best.
cookies taste best with company..
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