You're sitting on your boy bestfriends, Zeke, bed waiting for him to come out of the shower. Your eyes drift towards his phone when the screen lights up, a picture of you on his lock screen displayed.

You can't help but smile, your head turning to look towards the bathroom door when it opens. He walks out, the towel hanging low on his waist.

Veins are scattered along the skin of his figure, tattoos covering his arms. He chuckles, stepping closer as he lifts your head with his thumb.

"Eyes up here, sweetheart." He smirks, his voice low.