he backed you up in the locker room, completely shirtless. he bent down to your level, his eyes boring deep into yours. it was impressive how well he could hold eye contact.

he had a crush on you ever since you were little. the two of you had known each other since you were toddlers since your families were close. only, he had a crush on you and you had no idea.

this man glew up.

now, he was 21, and you were 18. you two were still close friends and he was your boss.

after a part to celebrate work, he’d gotten drunk at a bar when he was left alone with you. now, here he was, pinning you to a wall, the alcohol on his breath prominent.

“The waters getting colder. Let me in your ocean.” he whispered.