Warning: little smut, mostly kisses
**It has only been a few months since you’ve started dating CNCO boy band member Zabdiel De Jesús. He is very sweet and kind to you, but so far everytime he provides a romantic gesture you manage to fuck it up like the virgin mary you are. Somehow you mess up a goodnight kiss after a lovely dinner, and you manage to look silly as you only hold his hand walking in the park.
You come back to your apartment after a long Friday full of challenging college classes, between Quantitative Reasoning, English literature, and Anatomy you feel like you could pull your hair out. You just let out a sigh, as you toss your bangs onto the floor closest to your side of the room, since you share with one of your best friends Nikki. She hasn’t come back yet, probably tutoring someone in spanish or at a workshop with Shay in their sorority. You decide to grab a early shower and skip dinner or call delivery later. You grab your pjs and jump into the shower.
Feeling the hot water touch your skin, your muscles begin to relax. You think about changing this shower to a well deserved bubble bath, but decide against it. You jam out to your mix of country and old rock music in the shower, slightly singing at the top of your lungs, not caring who hears. Enjoying your alone time in the room, singing away in the hot splashing water of the shower, you don’t hear the door open nor do you remember that Zabdiel is coming over for a dinner that you were supposed to have made before he leaves on tour for the next three months.
I think that I am in love with (y/n), explaining to Chris and Richard how I feel about her. I think about her day and night, everytime I hear a corny joke I see her smile and hear her cute laugh that she can’t contain from time to time. Everytime she blushes a new shade of red or the way she tries to hide her face when she thinks she is making a fool of herself. I don’t think she understands how much I love her, when she is being herself around me, instead of a wannabe celebrity like so many other girls I have tried to date. That the curves of her body drive me wild just thinking about holding her in my arms. How she gets all flustered and giggly when we kiss goodnight or hold hands in public. How perfectly imperfect she is to me. I love her so much.
I head over to her place, thinking about how I am going to tell her how I feel and that I believe we will go far. I am excited to see where the night goes. I climb the stairs to her second floor apartment she shares with a friend of hers. I knock on the door but no answer, I try again, I hear music through the door, and realize that (Y/N) is singing, so I let myself in just thinking that she can’t hear me.
I follow the sound of her voice, through the apartment into her bedroom, realizing she is in the shower. I notice that no food has been made and it would seem that she doesn’t plan on getting out very soon. She must have forgotten, maybe she doesn’t feel the same way about me. No, she is not the kind of girl that would drag me along, I am beginning to freak out, I start pacing the floor trying to wrap my head around the situation. Should I leave, or stay? Let her explain or just assume? NO! She deserves time to explain but I can’t wait for her to get out of the shower. What am I thinking, as I open the door to the bathroom, just ask her straight up her feelings, yeah this is going to work.
“(Y/N), I need to know right now, how you feel about me! Because I think I am falling in love with you. Please, tell me.”
Is that knocking on the door? No, can’t be I don’t think anyone is coming over, well if they want in bad enough they’ll just come in. God, I really needed this shower.
Bursting open of the bathroom door. The shower curtain pulled back, and the next thing you know there is a still dressed Zabdiel in the shower with you. “(Y/N), I need to know right now, your feelings for me! I am falling in love with you. Please.” Zabdiel half asking and half shouting at you. You stand there in the shower thinking why is he here, what do I say, yes I like you maybe even love I don’t know, think think think. The only thing that bubbles out of your mouth is “Yes!”
He looks at you so confused. Like Yes what? You wrap your arms around him, pulling his face towards yours with a gentle hot kiss. Bodies pressing together, here you realize for this to work at all, he has to lose some clothes, at the same time he seems to think the same thing. You both begin to tear at any piece of clothing he has on to get it off. Still kissing neither party wanting to break away, until you need air. You look at him fully undressed now, standing in your shower, you assume he was large but your eyes showed you just how large he was, causing you to blush and gasp a little at the sight of him. He let a laugh escape his lips and he pulled you back in for another wet kiss, running your fingers through his curly hair while he held every piece of what you considered ugly fatness of your body in his hands, not letting you go. You could finally feel the ripples of his muscles on your skin, smell his sweet coffee and beach blend that grounds you in a soft and safe place. Suddenly he pulls away, “Are we really going to do this right here and now?”
You think for a second, but decide to turn your brain off and just feel as you hold his hands. “Yes, we both feel the same way obviously, plus your already in here with me. Let’s do this. I’m ready if you are.”
He flashes you a quick smile, grabs you in close, and kisses you saying “If I knew this was the way to speed things along, I would have done it a month ago. So I wouldn’t have to leave and wait three months for this to happen again, mi amor.” You hit him on the chest with a smile, leaning up to kiss him, “Where were we?” you ask. “I think I remember” he says and he begins to shower you with warm passionate kisses everywhere. You giggle of course but you know in your heart that he truly loves you and there is no way you can mess this moment up right now.
As the night goes on, just before your fun with Zab is interrupted by the very late return of Nikki, you whisper to him “Te amo, Zabdiel”, “Me too (Y/N), but about you.”
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