Little snow angel// G.D

Fashion show

Lolita

Grayson had kindly shown me to his bathroom as I clumsily spilt the hot coco all down the front of myself and his shirt. I felt bad for ruining his shirt, but luckily he wasn't mad he told me to go take a shower and he can asses any possible burns afterward. So I quickly walked to the newly found bathroom and restyled out of the heavy wet shirt. I'll have to find a way to wash it.
The water felt amazing, I had forgotten what it was like to feel the warm liquid cascading down my body. Usually I'd wash off in a stream but since it's currently winter it wasn't very relaxing. But it was refreshing I'll tell you that.
As I got out I realised I had no fresh clothes, actually no clothes at all for that matter.

"Grayson!" I whisper yelled with my head poking out from the bathroom.

"What!" He whisper yelled back as he walked down the hall towards my door.
Seeing him come closer made me realise my lack of clothing, quickly I turned and wrapped a soft white towel around myself to shield his eyes for anything inappropriate. Just in time the door creaked open with a sleepy looking Grayson holding it open. His hair was floppy and his eyes a little puffy; he looked so cute.

"What do you want" He said, his voice sounding husky and rougher all of a sudden.

"Um clothes please? Or maybe just a shirt?" I asked quietly.
He just stared at me, running his eyes over my towel clad body leaving me with an odd feeling in the pit of my stomach. He turned and walked out, not really knowing what to do I follow behind him careful not to trail any water on the floors. We stop outside what seems to be a linen closet and he reaches in grabbing and singlet and soft shorts.

"They're my sisters from when she used to visit, they should fit you." He said handing them over to me.

"Oh thank you! But um I might also need you know what." I whisper the last part.

"No I don't know what." He said in a slightly confused tone.

"Umm I need... undergarments" I lent forward to whisper it as if someone might hear.

His face was blank for a second then he chuckled reaching inside again and pulling out some underwear and a bra. I quickly took them, without making eye contact and ran to the bathroom.
The top was a small baby pink singlet or tank top, and the shorts were soft black running shorts. The bra and underwear were not going to fit and I knew it already but to save myself from more embarrassment I squeezed myself into them. The bra was tight and cut into my shoulders and made my boobs look unnecessarily bigger then usual. And the underwear were so small they only comfortably sat straight up my butt, or it was cutting into my butt cheeks making that weird line.
I then proceeded to try put on the clothes and let me tell you those shorts were a struggle, with the amount of jumping and walking in circles I did it could be considered a workout. But finally I got them both on, slightly uncomfortable but grateful non the less.
Opening up the bathroom door, I was met with Grayson leaning against the opposite wall looking bored. His eyes darted to my face, then down to my body then back to my face. He looked mad?

"To small take it off" he huffed

"What? No no it's ok really these are fine no need to cause you anymore trouble." I denied.

"They are too small. The shorts barely cover your ass, and the shirt don't even get me started." He said shaking his head.
He grabbed my hand walking towards his bedroom, his hand was big it practically swallowed al of mine. And the roughness was a nice contrast to my overly soft baby like hands.

"Here" he snapped, handing my another oversized shirt of his that held that manly smell to it. He pushed me into his room and closed the door so I could get changed, and I carefully took the clothes off trying not to rip them. I contemplated keeping the bra on considering It had already cut into the skin on my shoulders and was really doing me more harm then good. Deciding against it, i took the bra off and slipped on the large soft shirt, unknowingly the friction of the material against my breasts left my nipples a little hard for lack of a better word. Hopefully he wouldn't notice.
I stepped out of the room and looked up at Grayson. He said nothing and just looked.
So in state of anxiety and awkwardness, I for some reason placed my hands on my hips puckered my lips and stuck my butt out to pose like a model. Which at least got some reaction out of him, a simple lip twitch and a chuckle.

"Much better" he said not taking his eyes off me.

"Thank you again." I said crushing him in a big hug. His breath hitched and he didn't move, I could hear his heart beat speed up and I pulled away looking behind me thinking something was there. Nothing. I turned back around just in time to see his retreating figure pace into his room closing the door with a slam.

"Ok bye bye again!" I yelled to no reply.

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