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Bim Bam Toi {Ethan x Reader}

#blacklivesmatter

Requested by @deadshot2911

You should really listen to the song. It's my new obsession hahaha. Also I just used Google Translate for the French words so sorry if it's a bit wrong.

(Y/n) P.O.V.

Okay, today is the day. I've been in love with my roommate Ethan for years at this point, but always been to much of a chicken to tell him. Plus the time was never right. Girlfriends, breakups, family emergencies, you name it. The thing is, I'm still too afraid to really do it. So I'm going to say it in my second language, French. I thought that maybe it would make me feel better about it. I am looking into the bathroom mirror muttering the French words to myself when there's a knock at the door. "(Y/n)! You've been in there forever! Did you fall in?" He jokes. I can't help but laugh a little. "I'm coming out, relax." I call back to him. I take a final deep breath, and walk out of the bathroom. I see his adorably goofy face and my heart start pounding. Bim... bam... boom. It goes. "I brought doughnuts home if you want any." He announces, going back towards the kitchen.

I nervously follow him. He's grabbing a plate as I start speaking. "C'est quelque chose que je voulais dire depuis longtemps, et je n'ai jamais trouvé le moment." I've spoken random French a lot, so at first he smiles a little and continues without a thought. But the next words I speak don't come out as French as they're supposed to. "Je veux dire...I love you." In a panic, I cover my mouth. He stares at me in shock. Not wanting him to see me either A.) cry or B.) freak out. I go run out of the house, only making enough time for keys, phone, and shoes. "(Y/n), Wait!" Ethan calls, but I ignore him. Once I'm in the car driving off, I start crying a little whilst panicking. "God, I'm such an idiot! He's gonna reject me, and hate me, and, and, and...." I get too choked up to keep speaking, just letting the tears flow.

I stop the car in a parking lot to call my friend, Amy. She picks up on the first ring. "Hey (Y/n)." "Hey Amy. Can we meet up somewhere?" "Sure...what's wrong? I can tell you're crying." I sniff, then laugh a little. "Yeah, um, I'll explain when we meet up." "Wanna go to the coffee shop on the corner of [REDACTED] street?" I wipe my face. "I need an Irish coffee." I reply. I hear her laugh. "No, you do not. Be there in 10." "Okay, Thank you Amy." I hang up, and start driving again to get to the little coffee shop. I get there first, ordering a coffee for me and Amy. She arrives just as I'm about to sit down. I wave her over, and hand her the drink. She takes one look at my face, and her eyes for sympathetic. "Okay, what happened." I explain to her the mornings events, and how I slipped up. "I totally freaked, and ran out of there. I didn't even give him time to react. What if he hates me, Amy?" I wail, face planting to the table.

She laughs lifting my head up. "You need to talk to him. Maybe he feels the same way." I frown. "He'd never feels the same way. He's funny, and cute, and sweet. I'm just the girl that lives in his house." Amy gives me a sharp look. "We both know that's not true, (Y/n). He practically puts you on a pedestal. Have you ever seen him talk about you? His eyes light up and he gives a glowing review. You're important to him." I don't respond, but I can't help but still think he'd never return my feelings.

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It's almost 1AM when I'm getting back home. After coffee, I wasn't ready to face Ethan, so I went with Any back to her place and watched a bunch of movies. We lost track of time, and I didn't mean to be gone for so long. At some point Ethan had called Mark to ask where I was. I signaled Mark not to tell him. I feel awful about it because he has no clue where I've been, and it's really late. As soon as I close the door behind me, Ethan is in front of me. "Where have you been? I've been so worried about you! I was scared you might have done something stupid, or gotten hurt, or worse. Never ever do that again! You scared the shit out of me." Before I can say a word to apologize, he kisses me. It a tough kiss, but not a demanding kind of rough. More of a needy kind of rough. He lips are smashed to mine, and his hand tug my hair slightly towards him. I kiss back after the initial shock. We break apart for breath, panting slightly. "I love you too."

Translations:

This is something Ive wanted to say for a long time, and just never found the moment to.
I want to say...