Aphotic ✔️

Chapter 70- The couch

I stirred in my sleep uncomfortably as the dim raises of the winter sun shone through the translucent curtains, dispersed in all directions. The weather was gloomy even today.

I stretched my body, arching my back as i realized i was still in my dress from last night. The events of last night flashed through my head and i assumed that arron had carried me up to my room.

My eyebrows furrowed feeling the warmth of someones hand on mine as i sat up, my eyes widened finding arron sitting down beside the bed, his head on the mattress sleeping soundlessly. My eyes traveled towards his hand that engulfed mine in his.

'why is he still here?'

'How did mom even allow him to stay?'

I got off the bed slowly pulling my hand out of his, careful not to wake him up. However his eyes shot open the moment i got out of bed.

"iris? you're awake?" he asked sheepishly rubbing his eyes before standing up.

"have you been here the whole night?" i asked looking at his suit from last night which he was still wearing.

"hmm, don't worry i asked your mom" he held his neck, his face crunched in discomfort.

"stupid! Why did you even spend the night in that uncomfortable position?" i waled closer to him, my hand snaking around his neck; massaging it gently as he threw his head back.

"i'm okay, you should go shower" he smiled softly.

"sure?" i asked as he held my hand on his neck, holding it in his.

"yes, i'm sure." 

'why is he being so nice?'

'did he think about 'us' already?'

'is he going to leave?'

"okay...i'll go" i mumbled walking towards the washroom, this one was far more luxurious and huge than the one in my old home. 

i stood in front of the basin trying to take my dress off, the zip making it harder for me to reach it no matter how much i stretched or bent my body in the most weird and uncomfortable positions.

"ugh fuck it" i cursed under my breath walking towards the door, peeking out to look for arron.

"arron?" i asked softly as he turned his attention towards me.

"i might need a little help..."

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"so you can't take your dress off?" he asked now standing in the washroom with me.

i nodded.

"and you want me to...take it off?" He asked, a small blush creeping on his face.

"no just...unzip it" i shyly whispered turning my back towards him as he nodded.

I felt his hand on the zipper, my heart beating out of my chest as he slid open the zip slowly and smoothly. His fingers tracing over my bare back in the process.

"it's done" he huskily whispered as i held the front of my dress in place to keep it from falling off.

"thanks, i'll handle the rest myself" i spoke without looking at him.

i heard him hum before he walked away, i finally let out a breath i didn't realize i was holding when he left the washroom.

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After taking a shower i changed into my simple pajamas since i wasn't getting out of home today. I hopped down the stairs not quite sure if arron had left or if he was still here.