Fallin’ All In You {e.d}
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Hot chocolate, pajamas, and cookies. A holiday tradition you’ve shared with your best friend for many years. But of course, the cookies always ended up being a complete disaster.
“Ethan!” You shouted from the kitchen.
“What?” Ethan said frantically as he ran into the kitchen. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
You picked up a cookie and handed it to him, smiling internally at the fact his first worry was if you got hurt. “Taste this.”
“Why? What’s wrong with them?”
“Just taste it.”
He took a bite of the cookie and seconds later, Ethan was running to the sink to spit it out and rinse it out with some water, “Holy... Why is it? Why is it so s-”
“Salty?” You said laughing at the horror on his face.
“Yeah!” Ethan said walking over to you. “I followed the recipe exactly! It said 1 cup of sugar and 1 tsp of salt!”
You walked over to the cabinet and placed the salt and sugar containers in front of Ethan, “Point to me which one is the salt and which one’s the sugar.”
Ethan pointed to what he thought which was which, explaining the reason why the cookies were so salty.
“Ethan. You mixed up the sugar and the salt!”
“Well how am I supposed to know?! You put them in the same exact container and they look exactly the same!” He attempted to explain himself. Maybe he was right about them easily getting mixed up and you should move them into different containers.
“You could’ve tasted them to make sure!”
“I just went with my gut! You know I don’t bake!” Ethan said.
“I think you made that pretty obvious tonight. Next time I’ll do the baking, like I do every year.” You laughed while getting the frosting.
“You still want to decorate the cookies?” Ethan questioned, knowing now that the cookies were no longer edible.
“Of course.” You smiled at him, meeting those hazel eyes you loved. “It’s a tradition, isn’t it?”
For the next 30 minutes, the two of you decorated cookies, showing each other the good and the bad ones.
“Look who it is.” Ethan said, showing you a cookie cutout of a man which he decorated with some clothes and a mustache.
“Is that supposed to be Grayson?” You laughed as he nodded his head, admiring the way you tilted your head back and the way your hair fell off your shoulders.
A few minutes later, silence fell between the two of you until Ethan said, “You know even though we somehow manage to ruin the cookies every year, I think this tradition is my favorite.”
There he was again with those kind words that never failed to make you smile. It was your favorite too. Every tradition you had with him was your favorite.
“It’s my favorite too.” You said in a hushed tone as he looked over and smiled at you.
“What?” You questioned, noticing his stare as you felt the blood rush to your cheeks.
“Nothing. I um I’m just wondering how you got frosting on your cheek.” He chuckled watching you miss the spot as you attempted to wipe it off.
“Here I got it.” Ethan said softly as he held your cheek while wiping the frosting off with his thumb.
Instinctively, you leaned into his warm hand, wishing this moment could last forever. But then fear struck the both of you. “I um... We should probably start cleaning up.” You said nervously, beginning to clean up your mess and leaving Ethan to sit there wondering what he did wrong.
Eventually the two of you settled into the living room and put on whatever movie you wanted to watch that night, but Ethan didn’t mind it. Just as long as you were happy. However, Ethan would be lying if he said he didn’t feel his heart skip a beat like those many other times he’s been desperately trying to ignore ever since he met you.
Like every year, the movie eventually ended up playing in the background as the two of you became too focused on the conversation you were having with each other.
“Do you know what you’re getting Grayson this year?” You asked before taking a sip of your hot chocolate.
“He’s been really into speedos lately and I have no idea why. But I’m going to get him a razor as a joke to shave that mustache of his.” Ethan said, earning a laugh from you.
“Oh my gosh...I’ve seen so many tweets from fans about that. There was one that compared him to the Mr. Pringles logo and I honestly couldn’t tell the difference.” You said jokingly as the both of you laughed.
Eventually silence fell between the two of you, simply enjoying the comfort of each other’s presence until Ethan handed you a poorly wrapped box with a golden bow on top and said, “Hey I have something for you.”
“E... I thought we said no gifts this year.” You sighed feeling guilty since all you had to give him was a hoodie.
“Yeah I know... I just wanted to get you something. You know just cause.” Ethan shrugged, anxiously waiting for you to open your gift.
“You know I hate when you spend money on me.”
Ethan turned to face you as the both of you sat cross-legged and leaned in a bit as he placed a hand on your knee, “I know. But... just open it.”
You unwrapped the gift and opened the box to reveal two tickets to see Shawn Mendes in concert, something you never thought you would be able to attend. “Ethan... H-How did you get these? I thought his concert was sold out!”
“I may or may not have got them during the pre-sale after you had mentioned wanting to see him in concert.”
“I’ve only mentioned wanting to see him once.” You stated.
“Try twenty times in the past week.” Ethan jokingly said.
“Okay whatever. But these must have cost you so much money! Here let me pay you back. How much were they?” You said frantically grabbing your wallet before Ethan placed his hand on yours to stop you.
“Y/N it’s okay. Really. It’s my gift to you.” Ethan said with a smile on his face.
“Oh my god!” You said leaping up to give him a tight hug, catching him a bit off guard. “Thank you thank you thank you.”
You pulled away and stared at the tickets in your hand, “I can’t believe I’m actually going to see Shawn Mendes!”
“And I know they’re not front row or anything b-” Ethan said as he played with his thumb nervously.
“Ethan. I don’t care if they’re not front row or if they’re nosebleeds. I just... I can’t believe you got these for me.” You said smiling at him, “Thank you for the best gift anyone has ever given me.”
“Anything for you.” Ethan said, pulling you into his side and giving you a kiss on the top of your head. And he meant it. He would do anything in the world to see you so happy.
You cherished the moment for as long as you could, enjoying the warmth and comfort of your best friend. Honestly just movies and hanging out with your best friend would’ve been perfectly fine, but him going out of his way to get you something that made you happy, was a bonus. You would have never thought you’d be so lucky to find someone like him.
“I got something for you too, but it’s not much.” You said pulling away and reaching for the bag by your feet.
You handed Ethan the bag as he accepted it from you and said, “I’ll be happy with whatever you got me. So I’m guessing we both broke our deal about no gifts this year?”
“I guess so.” You shrugged watching him take out the tissue paper, hoping he wouldn’t be too disappointed in what you got him.
“A hoodie! I’ve been meaning to buy more because I don’t know what hap-“ Ethan said as he took out the hoodie from the bag, but suddenly became confused when he realized what he was holding, “Wait. Isn’t this mine?”
“Yeah you gave it to me a while back so now I’m giving it back to you now.” You shrugged.
“So you gave me back my own hoodie? As a gift?” Ethan questioned you.
“Hey in my defense you said no gifts this year!”
“But I still got you something!” Ethan chuckled. He wasn’t mad. He just found it funny because this would be something you would totally do.
“So did I! It just happened to be something... I’m giving back to you.” The truth was the reason why you were giving it back to him was because it didn’t smell like him anymore.
Sure he had a closet full of them you could steal from, but this one reminded you of how lucky you were to have Ethan in your life.
*flashback*
It was freezing cold tonight and you were stupid enough not to bring a jacket to a bonfire with some friends. Some of them you only knew of, such as Ethan and Grayson Dolan.
You were so captivated by the story Grayson was telling that you didn’t realize your marshmallow caught on fire and that someone sat next to you until they grabbed your marshmallow stick, “Whoa. Careful.”
“Oh my gosh. I should’ve been paying attention. Thank you.” You said slightly embarrassed before looking up at who had saved your marshmallow.
The moment you met his hazel eyes, you felt breathless. It was one of those moments you swore time had stopped. Those eyes. Those dreamy, hazel eyes you would soon learn to love.
“Here you can have mine.” He offered as he handed you his perfect smore.
“Thanks Ethan.” You accepted the offer and took a bite, letting the combination of roasted marshmallow, chocolate, and graham cracker fill your mouth
“You know who I am?”
“Who doesn’t? I’m Y/N.” You said putting your hand out for him to shake as he did the same.
His large hand was probably twice as yours, crushing your much smaller hand, but somehow his hand was warm on this cold night. “You cold?” Ethan asked, feeling how cold your hand was.
You rubbed your arm, looking into the fire as you finished your smore. “Um no I’m go-”
Before you could finish, Ethan was taking off his hoodie and handing it to you. “Here. Take this. It’ll keep you warm.”
“Ethan it’s okay really. I’m fine.” You said, beginning to push the hoodie back towards him.
“You’re practically freezing right now.” Ethan chuckled.
“What about you? Won’t you be cold?” You asked.
“I’ll be okay. I was getting hot anyway.” Ethan reassured you with a smile.
“Thanks.” You said before putting on the sweatshirt as his scent surrounded you.
Ethan nodded his head as he listened to Grayson go on about his story, desperately trying to stop himself from staring at you. Even though he had met you just a few moments ago, there was just something about you that made him feel so drawn to you. Was it your smile? The way the fire made you glow? Maybe it was...everything.
Between the talking and stolen glances, somehow time passed by without you knowing until Grayson came over and put his arm around Ethan. “Hey man it’s getting pretty late. I think we should go soon.”
You could tell Ethan was surprised by the sudden touch of his brother as you watched his eyes widen, “So I guess I should get going.”
“Well it was nice talking to you Ethan.” You smiled at him as he did the same.
“Bye Y/N.” Ethan said before walking away towards Grayson.
Typically, it took you a very long time to feel comfortable around someone, despite how long you had known them for. But there was something about Ethan that made you feel so safe and comfortable around him, that you could be yourself without having to put on a fake smile. Maybe it’s the way his voice was so calming or maybe it was everything.
Looking down, you had realized you were still wearing his hoodie. But luckily he wasn’t too far away so you grabbed your things and jogged towards him, calling out his name. “Ethan!”
He quickly turned around and saw you approaching him, “You okay? Do you need a ride home?”
“No. No, I'm all good. I drove here myself.” You were flattered by how caring he was. “I forgot I was still wearing your hoodie.”
You began taking the hoodie off when Ethan stopped you, “Y/N just keep it.”
“What? Why?”
“Just take it.” Ethan reassured you. “It looks better on you anyways.”
You could feel a smile form on your face, not knowing what to say. How can someone be so incredibly kind? “Thank you.”
“I’ll see you later, Y/N. Drive safe, okay?” Ethan said as he began to walk backwards towards his car.
“Bye Ethan.” You said as the feeling of excitement and happiness consumed you before walking away towards your car, the smile never leaving your face.
Ethan got into his car as Grayson stared at him, “What?”
“Nothing. I’m just wondering why you just gave Y/N your favorite hoodie.” Grayson asked with a smug grin on his face.
“She was cold. That’s all.” Ethan said as he started up the car.
“Bro, you don’t even let me wear that hoodie and we’re twins!” Grayson laughed.
“Whatever man. It’s nothing. Let’s just go home.” Ethan said putting the car in reverse.
“If that’s your story.” Grayson chuckled at his brother, but he knew this was more than just nothing.
And so did the both of you.
**end of flashback**
Since that day, you’ve learned to love his aroma. It somehow provided you comfort and filled the missing piece of Ethan when he was out of town. So when it started to lose his scent, why not give it back and have it smell like him again?
“Oh so it’s not even a gift for me? It’s really just for you? This was my favorite hoodie you know?” Ethan teased pointing to soft material he held in his other hand.
“And it’s my favorite too! I wear it all of the time.” You attempted to explain to him, but by the look on Ethan’s face, you knew he wasn’t going to budge. “Look, just think of it this way. You get your hoodie back... for now and when I ask to borrow a hoodie one night then I’ll just take that one! We’re sharing it!”
You couldn’t tell him the truth about why you loved the hoodie so much. Maybe you were afraid that he would think that it’s weird. Or maybe because you were afraid of him finding out about how much you loved him.
“Alright fine.” Ethan chuckled as he put the bag down before putting on the hoodie. “But you have to admit, this looks better on me anyways.”
You shoved him lightly and said, “You wish. You even said it yourself that it looks better on me.”
“Whatever.” Ethan said as he pulled you to his side, keeping his arm around your shoulders, “Let’s just finish the movie.”
As the two of you sat there watching the movie, Ethan had noticed a small little heart with your first initial and the letter E embroidered onto the wrist that wasn’t there before. He nudged you lightly and asked, “Hey what’s this?”
He held out the sleeve in front of you for you to see, “Um a little while ago I accidentally ripped a little hole there so I sewed it up. I hope you don’t mind. I can take it out if you want.”
“No no It’s okay. I really like it.” Ethan said looking down at you with a smile on his face, intertwining his fingers with yours.. “It makes the hoodie really feel like it’s mine.”
He couldn’t focus on the movie anymore. All he could do was feel his heart pound against his chest. Everything in that moment had felt so right. Everything with you felt right.
Eventually you fell asleep as Ethan held you close beside him and stared at the heart on his sleeve. He knew from that night when you two met, you would be in his life for a while, but never like this. He never expected to be so drawn to someone, so captivated. He never expected to be so close to someone other than Grayson and he sure as hell never expected to fall in love with you.
