Only This
(Y/N)'s POV
"This is so dumb." Alec spoke with a fistful of popcorn in his mouth, sitting on the bed in the hotel room.
"Oh, just shut up and find the movie." I rolled my eyes and sat next to him, folding my fuzzy pajama pant-wearing legs.
He rolled his eyes, but did as he was told.
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"(y/n) can you stop fawning?"
"I'm sorry! I can't. He just so..." I looked back at the screen, tilting my head a little as I continued. "Pretty."
He threw a popcorn kernel at me.
"Put your hands on me Jack."
"Ugh." Alec groaned at Rose's dramatic request.
"Oh, calm down." I replied, intolerantly.
"No! That's such a weird thing to say."
"So you're telling me, if you were alone with girl that you liked and she whispered that, you wouldn't be turned on?" I raised an eyebrow.
"...no!"
"You hesitated."
"You we're making a weird face!"
"Now you're getting defensive?"
"Why are you interrogating me?"
"I don't know." I continued to make awkward and slightly creepy eye contact with him as I shoved some popcorn in my mouth.
He chuckled. I chuckled back.
I set the popcorn bowl down. There was silence for a couple seconds. I put my hand in his.
His eyes got wide as he looked back in mine. I kept my face angled down, but let my eyes gaze up. I spoke in a low whisper; you could barely hear the shrill sound in my voice.
"Put your hands on me, Alec."
I saw him gulp.
"I-" he started to speak.
"hA! See! It works!"
"You're trembling."
"Don't worry, I'll be alright."
"Awe."
"Ugh."
"Ok I've decided. I'm in love with young Leonardo DiCaprio."
"That's unfortunate, he's not young anymore."
I scowled and flicked him.
"Ow."
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"Jack, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this."
"Alright."
"...wearing only this."
Alec grabbed a pillow from behind him and buried his face into it.
"Gag me with a spoon." I heard his muffled voice say.
I shoved him, unintentionally making him fall off the bed.
"Now, the last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll. And as a paying customer... I expect to get what I want."
"Aup."
I glanced at Alec, who was now actually focusing on the TV screen.
Kate Winslet removed her robe, leaving a very stunned and speechless Leonardo DiCaprio.
"O-over on the bed- the couch."
As Rose laid down on the couch, her entire chest was exposed.
"Nope. Nope I'm done. Can't watch this anymore."
Alec got up and walked to the other side of the room.
I paused the movie. "What? Why?"
"Because...I am not gonna stare at a woman's bare breasts while you're sitting right next to me."
"...why?"
"Because...it's- it's weird!"
"Alright buddy. I don't know if you remember but Jack isn't the only one who draws pictures of naked women in his free-" I trailed off.
"What?" He asked.
I glanced down at the gold bracelet on my left wrist. I was suddenly much more aware of my blood pumping in my veins.
"Alec."
"Yes?"
"I want you to draw me."
He looked a little confused. "...uh o-ok."
"Wearing this bracelet." I held it up.
His eyes widened a little. "...ok."
"...wearing only this bracelet."
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I stared intently at myself in the mirror of the bathroom. I put on the hotel robe and took a deep breath.
Ok (y/n). It's fine. Just letting a guy see you naked. Not a big deal.
I took one last look at myself in the mirror before I quickly opened the door and shoved myself out.
Alec was sitting on the other bed, his pencils and other drawing utensils sprawled out around him.
His eyes grew wide when he saw me.
And I wasn't even naked yet.
"(y/n) are you sure about this?"
"Of course." I replied cooly, trying to pretend this wasn't as big of a deal for me as it was.
"Ok." He opened his sketchbook to a clean page.
He looked up at me and waited a little, to signify the only thing left to do was for me to...get naked.
I took a not noticeably deep breath and put my hands on the tie of the robe.
I didn't take my eyes off of Alec's for one second. He didn't take his eyes off mine.
I slowly undid the knot in the robe, revealing a small sliver of skin from the center of my torso. I reached my hands up to either side of where the robe rested on my shoulders.
I pulled it off slowly, and then all at once.
His eyes didn't move as the white hotel robe fell to the floor.
Alec's lips parted slightly. I wasn't sure why.
My heart was beating so loud in my ears I could barely hear him.
"You can uh, lay down." His voice was ten times quieter than it was when I first walked out.
I did as he said.
Alec's POV
I didn't take my eyes off of hers for one second.
She slowly undid the knot of her robe. I saw a small sliver of her chest. I didn't know the sight of skin could do this to me.
My palms were sweaty, my breath was catching in my throat. It was hard to swallow.
She reached her hands up to her shoulders and let it fall.
I tried not to let my jaw drop. I felt my lips part. I couldn't help it.
I put my right leg over my left one. I was suddenly very aware of where my sketchbook sat on my lap. I tried not to stare at her breathtaking body. I tried to only view her as my friend and tour partner, whom I respect, and also have a crush on.
But god I wanted to ditch the drawing-
And my clothes
So badly.
I forced myself to speak.
"You can uh, lay down." I cleared my throat.
My eyes wandered to her hips, then across her waist and to her chest. I immediately moved my eyes back to the ceiling, realizing how obvious I'd been.
I saw her smirk out of the corner of my eye.
"It's ok to stare, you know."
My eyes widened a little as I made eye contact again. "I mean, I'm giving you permission to draw me. You're gonna have to stare anyways."
Her eyes had an emotion in them that I couldn't quite place. But they seemed darker than normal. Although, not in a bad way. Not in a bad way at all...
I tried to gather myself. I wasn't usually like this when I drew other girls. That's probably because I didn't like them this way. Or know them for this long. This was very different. With (y/n) it was different.
I bit my lip. I didn't realize I was doing it until the pain finally set in. There was so much adrenaline in my veins I could hardly feel my unintentional, self-inflicted pain.
I was wondering if there was a way I could casually put a pillow over my crotch.
I took an inaudibly deep breath and began to draw.
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AN: welp. That got a lil spicy. I know it's been like a week since I've updated. But alas, the life of an AP student is hard.
I'm thinking this book could end up being about 60 chapters. Hopefully u guys r willing to stick around that long.
I have a lot more planned, so even though sometimes I don't update in so long it seems like I've vanished from the face of the earth, I promise I didn't and I have another chapter in the works.
Thanks for reading!
-Erin 💕