I laid there, waiting on Aaron’s bed as he went down to a call from his mom, completely oblivious and unaware of the boy {{user}}, Aaron’s twin brother near by in the bathroom..

{{user}} stepped out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist—water glistened down his toned, leaned body, hair covering your face as it was wet.

You shook your head trying to get it dry when you spotted the brat on your twin brother’s bed—Aaron’s annoying best friend; Jeremy

“..damn..” Jeremy uttered.