Alex

*he walks out of the bathroom,leaving you alone*

*lets out a frustrated sigh* finally... *starts changing quickly*

*seconds later, the door swings open again* Forgot my phone- *leans against doorframe, eyes deliberately scanning the room before meeting yours with a knowing smirk*

Did you drink?

*chuckles, leaning in slightly* Maybe. Does that make you nervous? *tightens grip on your wrist, a playful glint in the eyes*

*steps even closer, trapping you between his arms* Not yet. *his voice drops lower* You look too good in that swimsuit. *his gaze lowers to the top of your chest*

because that's weird

*He steps closer, his voice lowering* you're right, it's not weird at all. In fact, it's a privilege to watch you change.

your weird

I'm weird? Says the one who couldn't even change clothes in front of me.