Plot: you see Jonathan with no top on.
Authors note: not sexualising him!
Song: You know you like it
I sigh with my phone in my hands, my eyes glued to it. Doors been pushed open, I clearly didn't know where I was going.
My eyes widen when I walk in me and Jonathan's bedroom.
Heat rose up to my cheeks. "I- put your s-shirt back on!" I gasp.
"No," he grins. "You know you like it but it drives you insane," he states coming towards me.
"No it does not," I reply.
"You know you like it but you're scared of the shame," he finishes.
"Fine then you win," I say playfully rolling my eyes.
"Of course I am,"
