Let it Happen

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I'M BACK! Happy St. Patrick's Day! I know I've been gone for awhile and I'm sorry about that. This stupid Coronavirus is so fucking annoying it's not even funny. I'm off from school for 2 weeks and I'm already going insane! I'm so over this quarantine shit dead-ass. Sorry for the rant I really needed to get that off my chest and if you ever need to rant just dm me on Wattpad.

Anyways here is the fanfic...also I don't know who the original writer of this fanfic is so if you know who they are, put their @ in the comments section.

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Summary: When you step out the shower, you completely forget that your best friend is staying over... in the same room as you.

When you had let your towel slip from your small frame and onto the ground, you hadn't even begun to think of Ethan or where he was

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When you had let your towel slip from your small frame and onto the ground, you hadn't even begun to think of Ethan or where he was. With him staying over and all, you had just assumed he was raiding your fridge as always, gulping down any form of juice you had stocked in your fridge or scarfing down any candy hidden anywhere. You had no idea that he was in the same room as you, watching you shamelessly and intensely.

As the door to the bathroom burst open, Ethan shrugged it off dismissively, sheathing himself beneath the fluffiness of the duvet to isolate himself from the outside world. He could feel the heat beginning to pour into the bedroom, the steam that built up from your hot shower making its way into the dimly lit room. His eyes fell shut and began to drift away into a light sleep when the etching sound that lightly danced across the bedroom made him crack open an eye. He squinted and peered above the comforter, making out your figure emerging from the shower. He watched as you made your way to your dresser without hesitation, glaring at the beads of water that glided down your freshly shaven legs silkily and smoothly. He swallowed thickly, the flesh of his bottom lip now trapped between his teeth as he felt his chest tighten, his breathing becoming strained.

Willing himself to look away, he brought the covers up over his eyes once more, he decided that if he pretended to be asleep the whole time it wouldn't have been a big deal. But that little voice in the back of his head told him otherwise, a little peek wouldn't hurt anyone, right? He looked and he caught the exact moment that your towel slid off your smooth skin and pooled around your feet.

You were oblivious to all of this, humming a tune nonchalantly as you sorted through your drawers. However, you couldn't shake off the feeling of someone's presence behind you. You felt their warmth hover over your backside, their strange scent flooding into your nostrils. It was a cool scent. They smelt like nature, that smell of morning dew on a rainy morning. It was a lovely scent that you found yourself to enjoy long enough before your senses kicked in. You spun on your heels to face what you thought was the intruder, but his arm slipped around your waist and pulled you flush against his chest before your eyes could even process who it was. You blinked rapidly, your vision finally coming into focus before you gasped.

"Ethan! What the hell are you doing!" You practically shrieked, Ethan's face pulled up into a scowl, his hand coming up to block his ear from your shrill. "Shh..." He enclosed a hand around your small wrist, pulling you forward with an effortless tug. You pursed your lips into a straight line, your chest bumping into his as you peered up at him through your thick lashes. "Just... let it happen..."

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