一緒 (together) - ethan nestor x reader

you and him sat there for a long time, wrapped up in eachother. you could feel his heartbeat through his coral long sleeve. he could most probably feel yours. the tension between you two was heavy.

finally you took step back. you giggled. "hey! sorry. sorry i shouldn't have-"

ethan cut you off and shook his head. "it's okay. i like hugging people, and you have nice fucking hugs."

you blush, but nod. it's a strange thing, having the man you idolized hugging you like an old friend.

you looked around. his hotel room was a little less extravagant, considering it was only for one person. it had two double beds- standard for hotel rooms- with clean white sheets. one bed was perfectly made and untouched and it held a suitcase, while the other was messily made but had nothing on it. there was also a love seat by the window and a tv facing the beds.

"so..." you sat down on the edge of the messily made bed. "why did you even let me here, anyways? i just met you yesterday. and, what was so special about me?"

"oh." ethan sat down beside you. he chuckled softly, messing with his hair. "i, uhm, was just... really touched. that i could save someone from uhm... suicide." he shrugged. "and i want to get to know you better... you seem like a pretty cool person overall."

"oh?" you said, tilting your head to the side. "y'know, when i..." you trail your sentence off. you've never talked about your experiences before. "when i tried to... uhm, kill myself, i couldn't bare to think of my parents and friends and stuff, but also you. my mum knows i'm a fan of mark so she probably would've emailed him about it, and i couldn't do it... knowing mark's expression, and your expression, is just. heartbreaking."

ethan leaned back on the bed, his hand holding him up. "well, i'm glad you're still here. if you weren't, i wouldn't be inviting a virtual stranger into my hotel room at 2 pm."

you laughed, and then the room feel silent for a second. you felt like kissing him. this was it! this was the fucking moment! this is when you were going to kiss your fa-

"you want sometime to drink?" ethan cut your thoughts. you didn't respond for a second, still trying to gather your thoughts. "i- i, i mean, sure." you stuttered over your words. ethan laughed.

he got up and went over to a small mini fridge and opened it. there were cans of all sorts. "uhm, options are... water, cream soda, or..." he looked back at you. "you're over 21, right? oh, who cares."

"yeah, i am." you said. he smiled. "cool! well i have blackfly vodka if you want that too.." you nodded. alcohol would get rid of the tension. he passed you one. you opened the cap and took a sip, the sweet grapefruit taste taking over you senses.

"(y/n)?"

"yeah?"

the blue eyed boy turned around and looked at you. "i. is it inappropriate to say i really wanna kiss you right now?"