𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈

warning: smut! also if you see a mistake, no you didn't!

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"THANKS FOR TAKING HER TONIGHT, Mom," I sighed, pushing my hair back from my forehead as I walked towards my mother's front door.

"Of course, Ari. You know I love having her here. But, are you sure you're alright?" She asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. Her face was flooded with worry and concern.

"Yeah, Mom, I'm really okay. I just had a long day and just want to have a night to relax. I might call some of my friends over, I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders, her hand falling from my back.

In reality, I'll probably just call Y/n and make her talk to me until I fall asleep, or I'll beg her to come over and cuddle with me.

My mom smiled at me and then brought me into a much-needed hug. "Okay, sweetie. I love you so much." She kissed my cheeks before pulling away.

"Love you too, Mom. Thanks again." I squeezed her hand and gave her another hug before heading out to my car.

I called her only an hour ago and asked if she could take Delilah for the night, and she immediately agreed. I had a pretty shitty day that was jam-packed with meetings full of idiotic people, and I just needed a night to myself. Well, more like a night with Y/n, but that's beside the point.

Things with Y/n are going well, great even. Nothing has been awkward like I was worried it would be. We act just like we did before we made our agreement, and she's honestly more like my friend than she is a babysitter or a lover.

Sometimes I call her and make her listen to me talk about my day, and she sits there and listens. She's probably some of the best company I've had in years.

When I got home, I took a long ass bath with a glass of wine and my laptop playing a random romcom I found on Netflix that made me sob.

I wrapped my towel around my body as I stepped out of the bath, letting my feet dry on my bath mat. I grabbed my lotion and began lathering it all over my body, but I was interrupted when my phone rang on the counter.

I glanced down at it and couldn't help but grin when I saw Y/n's name. I wiped my finger off on my towel and slid the answer button across my screen, waiting for the call to connect.

I smiled again when Y/n's face came across my screen. She was in her car and driving, her eyes staring straight ahead at the road. She glanced over when I answered the call, a little smile spreading across her cute face.

"Hi!" She squeaked, her voice a little higher than usual.

I giggled. "Hi!"

"What're you doing?" She asked, her eyes back on the road.

I squirted some more lotion onto my hands to rub it into my arms. "Nothin.' I just had a bath, and I'm gonna head downstairs and watch a movie or something." I told her, smiling as her eyes drifted back to the screen.

She smiled back at me then shook her head, mumbling something to herself that got broken up. "I miss you." She said. She looked over again at a red light, the red casting a shadow against her face.

"Well...why don't you come over? I was going to call you anyway." I adjusted my phone so the camera pointed upwards towards the ceiling. It's not that I'm uncomfortable with her seeing me get dressed, it's just that I don't want to be the reason she gets into a car crash.

"Where'd you go?" Y/n asked, her eyebrows furrowed as she started again. "Let me see." One of her hands left the wheel so she could blindly tap the screen with her finger.