. + * Addictive * + . Alejandro X Reader TDWT

A struggle.

After getting past the first section of the challenge, you sprint over to the sled and harness yourself up. Heather is behind and she mounts the sled and you pull. You're awfully strong, so you have no issues pulling Heather. You look to your left and see Tyler taking over you. You accelerate further, grunting as you try to catch up. You get next to him, still pushing yourself to further standards.
"Come on! Hurry up," Heather groans and you snap. You sprint it almost as if you have no sled attached. As you run your members mount the sled. You slide swiftly down the finish line and dig your heels down into the snow to stop you sliding further.

You unattach yourself and pant like a dog.
"So.. cold.." You stutter as you shiver.
"Oh? Would you like to borrow this?" You turn around and Alejandro is standing. His shirt is in his hand, so that must mean ... he's standing shirtless in the middle of Alaska for you? You widen you eyes.
"Are you.. s-sure-?" You mutter. He looks down at you and nods. You took the shirt and wrapped it around you. You're still freezing, but you don't want to sound ungrateful.
"T-thanks." You murmur. You didn't want to sound too thankful because it might expose your weaknesses.

After a long day, you head back to the plane and give Alejandro his shirt back. You smell like him now (the scent of aftershave is strong) and you feel light-headed whenever you smell it.

(CONTINUED!!)
Your team lost the previous challenge, so you sit uncomfortably in the loser class with Team Victory. Lindsay slowly approaches you. You didn't actually expect this as Lindsay is gorgeous and way more popular than you.
"Hi. What's your skincare routine?" She asks you with a bright smile on her face. You stare blankly then shake your head.
"Some kind of serum and moisturizer." You bluntly reply back. She inspects you closely.
"I could believe that." Her smiles extend ear-to-ear and she hops away. You sit quietly and think deeply to yourself. An oddly familiar voice appears behind you.

"Yo. What are you doing?" The voice is stern and almost deep, you look back and see Duncan. You're naturally nervous as Duncan is a 'punk' and 'not a good influence.'
"Sitting." You mutter lowly. He stares at you with a puzzled expression.
"Aight. Well, I'm Duncan. You?" He extends his hand unenthusiastically. You look at his hand then back up at him.
"Y/N." You shake his hand.