一緒 (together) - ethan nestor x reader

seven ☆ - green matcha

when ethan got back that night at 5:30, he almost couldn't believe the sight. you sleeping in his bed curled up with his sweatshirt was almost the most adorable thing to him.

he gently laid down beside you, running his fingers through your hair as you woke up. "hey, (y/n)," he whispered as you turned over and opened your eyes, groggy.

"ethan..." you mumbled, becoming embarrassed that you fell asleep in his bed, especially holding something of his. "sorry.."

"for what?" he asked, pulling you up so you were sitting against the bed frame. "it's kinda cute, actually."

your cheeks lit up bright red for what seemed like the 1000th time while you were around him. "shut up." you whispered. he grinned.

"make me."

"ah ah ah! i know what you're doing!" you shook your head. "i am not having sex with a man i just met. no. absolutely not."

he shrugged and got off the bed. "well, worth a shot. but hey, i got these. i didn't really know what flavour you wanted so i got strawberry milk tea." he held a green matcha tea in his hands. he handed you a cup filled with strawberry milk boba tea. a large plastic straw was attached to the side. you took the straw and stabbed the lid as usual, taking a sip.

"never tried it before, but it tastes pretty rad," you giggled and got up and out of bed, messing with your hair until it looked presentable. "i'll have to pay you back for it-"

"nah, don't. it wasn't all, like, expensive or anything." ethan interrupted. you almost argued with him but reluctantly nodded. "fine, fine."

"so, what do you want to do tonight?" you asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed as you always do.

"can i be honest?" he asked.

"go for it."

"kiss you."

"JESUS CHRIST!" you half yelled. "stop being horny! you men..." you put your boba down and started to jokingly attack him, jumping on his back and softly pounding on his chest. he laughed and shoved you off, holding his hands to his chest.

"you're killing me, (y/n)!" ethan yelled.

suddenly, someone banged on the wall. you could hear someone yell, "quiet down! i'm trying to relax! teenagers..."

you two looked at eachother with wide eyes and immediately shut up. "woops..." you whispered.

"sounds like a cranky old grandpa," mumbled ethan. it took all the effort in your soul to not burst out laughing.

to silence both him and yourself, you leaned in a kissed him. and kissed him. he tasted like green matcha. your body leaned against his, and he held you with his arms around your waist.

you kissed him all night. you kissed him until you couldn't breathe. but you didn't want to stop. you never wanted to stop kissing ethan nestor.