I Am The Fifth Member Of The Fantastic Four (Soft Core Completed)

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“Shake it off, shake it ah-ah-off” I sang as I wiggled around under the warm spray of my shower. “You got to, shake it off, shake it ah-ah-off”

“May I ask what it is you’re trying to shake off?” David asked, entering the bathroom.

“Your just jealous because I’m a better singer then you are” I say as I massage shampoo into my hair.

“Well I’m a better guitarist then you are”

I gasp.

I rip the curtain aside to peek my head out and glared at him. “You take that back!”

“You wish” David folds his arms and smirks at me.

I let go of the curtain and rise myself off. “When I get outta here you are so taking that back.”

Why am I not freaking out that a guy is in my bathroom with me?

        a)    because said guy is David

        b)    he’d have to be retarded to try anything funny

        c)     I’d kill him in 1.8 seconds flat

So there were no worries.

“Just because you’re the leader of the band doesn’t mean you’re the best” David pointed out.

“Ah, duh! Yeah it does” I countered.

I scrub out the remainder of dirt on my body and push my hands past the curtains, “Pass me the towel will ya?” I ask him.

He complies.

I shut down the water and towel my hair dry, then wrapped it around my body. I step out of the tub to see David with his hands over his eyes. I walk past him and out into my room. He follows.

I see Johnny standing at my room door entrance with his mouth hanging open.

I stop abruptly and David walks into me.

“Ouf!” he said. “What’s up?” he peeks through his hand and sees Johnny.

He walks over to Johnny and gives out his hand, “Hey! Sup ma man!”

Instead of fist bumping David’s hand Johnny grabs him by the collar and growls. “What,” he says menacingly, “where you doing in there?”

“Having a chat?” David answers unsurely.

“In the fucking bathroom!?”

“Relax, hot head” I say. I separate them.

I turn to Johnny with hands on hips and a scowl. “It’s just David, Johnny, calm down. He’s my bestfriend and he wouldn’t dream of trying anything off” I look over my shoulder at said bestfriend and he had his eyes closed with his hand again.

“See?” I tell Johnny. “A perfect sweetheart. Unlike you.” I frown.

Johnny was unshamingly staring at my wet towel clad body. I resist the urge to let my skin crawl. Things had been weird between us since that day I went the opposite of supernova…subzero?

Johnny had been keeping his distance and refusing to let our bodies come in contact whatsoever. It wasn’t that terrible, Sara and David have practically moved into the Baxter building. They were here constantly. I’m pretty sure Sara was on her way here as we speak. They figured that I won’t be able to visit them as much so they decided to come visit me! Aren’t they the best?

The only thing that separates us now is sleep. Or if something important comes up. I loved having them around. It was the bee’s knees. Ya, I’m not too young to use that reference.