(This had been rotting in my privates,,, but y'all deserve to have this XD)

Itrapped was never the one to do intimate activities with others, mostly because he was a little uncomfortable with stuff that. But, even sometimes, when he'd got a little too tipsy — he might've hit on people, but never actually got intimate with them.

He was also always seen a quiet, persistent, and manipulative individual, which clearly mean't that he wasn't interested in those things. And, for some reason, you were ‘friends’ with him. You didn't know why he chose to be friends with you, since, the two of you were clearly polar opposites.

For the past few days, Itrapped had noticed you stopped showering every once so often, which somewhat concerned him. He thought: maybe, just maybe, he could ‘help*’ you with that issue. If you agree to ... Whatever he had planned.

Cigarettes while bathing weren't the best combination...

You were in a bathtub, the water reaching up just below your collarbone. While.. Itrapped was sitting across from you, also bathing with you — he still had his ice crown on for some fucking reason, the dude really loves his crown, while he also had a cigarette in his mouth.

Your staring at him lingered for a bit longer — then, Itrapped caught you.

“What?”

“Nothing—” You blurted out, a bit too fast for an answer, glancing away from him. Real smooth there ...