Ethan, Ethan, Ethan,

Draw me, draw me

Draw me just like you see me,

With faults, quirks, and little imperfections,

All of the things that make me who I am

Don't romanticize me,

Don't draw me to be something I'm not,

Not just something that you want,

Draw me as me

Draw me as Charlie

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Living with Ethan has caused me to notice little things about him and pull us closer. However, there's this look on Ethan's face whenever I leave that breaks my heart. For a while, I tried to schedule things for when he wasn't around or when he was sleeping, but it always left me feeling dirty. I hate having Ethan look at me that way, so I've decided to do something about it.

Ethan's always been jealous and it makes me feel bad. He didn't know what he was getting into when he fucked me and didn't read through the terms and conditions.

As Ethan's friend, I want to rid us of the issue, so after a lot of thinking, I've come to a tough decision...

I have to call things off with Jamie.

That's why I'm here at the door to Jamie's house, playing with my hands anxiously as I wait for him to answer the door.

"Charlie?" Jamie asks, quirking an eyebrow. "This is a surprise. I wasn't expecting you."

"J-Jamie... we need to talk..." I bite my lip.

"Charlie, baby," Jamie says soothingly, pulling me into him, his familiar cologne wrapping around me like a blanket. "It's okay. You can tell me anything. You know that."

"We're done."

His hands grip my hair gently and he massages my scalp. "Okay."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Gorgeous," he says softly. "I knew it wasn't going to last forever. Can I make a request though?" Jamie tilts my head so he can look into my eyes, transporting me to when we first got together. "Can I have you for one last time?"

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My eyes scan the bar as I throw back my shot, my eighteenth birthday consisting of me illegally getting drunk at a bar.

A man sits beside me and places money on the counter. "Looking for someone?"

"If I said I was looking for you, would you believe me?" I ask cheekily, biting my lip.

"Oh? Is that so? I must say I'm honored. What's your name, Gorgeous?"

"Charlie, but I'd rather know yours because it's what I'm going to be moaning all night long," I purr, rubbing his thigh.

"Well, Charlie, I'd love to hear you moan Jamie all night long." His eyes bore into mine, putting me under a sort of trance and I don't even notice that I'm leaning in until I feel his lips on mine.

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"Yeah, for one last time," I repeat, melding into him as he pulls me into the bedroom and lays me out on the all too familiar bed.

Jamie looks at me with a different look in his eyes than all of the others. This time, his gaze is bittersweet, his touches heavier, weighted down by the news. His hands feel like lead as he slowly removes my clothes, taking in my appearance like he always does, this time with a sense of forlorning. He kisses me slowly and I wrap my arms around him, pulling him flush with my body.

I latch my legs around his lower body and bring my lips to his neck. "Come on, Jamie-James, don't be such a buzzkill. Fuck me."

"I got it, I got it." He chuckles, removing his clothes and grabbing a condom. "You're always so eager to fuck. It's kinda cute."

I grin, biting my lip as he laughs himself and begins to push in, causing a low moan to escape both of our mouths simultaneously.

"Fuck, I'm gonna miss this ass." He slaps it, quickly getting to work, hitting my prostate in mere seconds.

"Jamie—" I arch my back, moving to meet his thrusts.

Jamie switches our positions so that I'm riding him and I moan at the new depth, quickly moving while my arms drape over his shoulders, his gaze setting my body ablaze. He smacks my ass again and helps me out.

The exchange goes on until both of our cocks are spent and Jamie prods my head. I lift my head from his chest and look into his brown eyes. "Yes, Jamie?"

"Just wanted to see your face. That's all." He smirks innocently. His hand pets my head affectionately. "You know, it's only been a year. A few more weeks and you'll be nineteen."

"Yeah. At least I was legal." I chuckle.

"Amen to that."

"Don't lose my number," I say. "If there's ever like a big emergency or something, I'll come. I just can't have sex with you anymore."

Jamie's hand stops and he looks away. "That's good. If we kept on any longer, I would've had to marry you."

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I hear a gentle knock on my bedroom door. "Charlie? You alright?"

"No." I cuddle Momo more, curled up into a ball on my bed. When I got home from Jamie's, I showered and came right to this position. I haven't moved in about two hours or so.

"May I come in?" Ethan asks softly.

"I suppose." I close my eyes.

The door opens and closes and I feel my bed dip as Ethan sits next to me. He runs his hand through my hair. "What's wrong?"

"Jamie... No more Jamie..."

Ethan pauses for a moment before continuing. "Did he break it off with you? I'm sorry, Charlie."

"I broke it off."

Another pause before he whispers, "Why?"

"I..." I think for a suitable answer. "I don't need multiple people anymore. I can't keep up with it."

"Okay." Ethan kisses my head. "Want me to hold you?"

"Yes please."

He lies down in bed and pulls me close, wrapping his strong arms around me. "Does this... mean you're breaking it off with me too?"

"No, I need you." I continue my depressed staring contest with Momo.

Ethan breathes a sigh of relief. "I need you too, Charlie."

"I know," I whisper.

"Know what?" He asks.

I think for another answer. "Know that you can't live without this ass, Ethan."

Ethan chuckles and buries his head in my neck. "That's true. Your ass gives me life."

I hum in contentment. "You flatter me."

Ethan nods and kisses my neck. "You deserve all the flattery in the world, you're so beautiful. Every inch of you."

"Thank you." I turn towards him and Momo sniffs him.

He moves one arm so he can pet Momo. "Thanks for taking good care of him for me, Mo." He smiles at the creature.

She sneezes.

"She said 'sure thing' and that she loves you," I translate.

He looks up at me. "You think she really does?"

"Mhmm. You're her daddy."

He grins happily. "Yay!"

I smile. "Yeah, I was pretty excited when she called me 'mama' too."

He kisses my cheek. "You're an amazing mama."

"Thanks." I pet Momo's mohawk. "I always wanted a daughter."

"Maybe one day you can have one."

I force a smile and bury my face in his chest. "Yeah. Maybe I'll name her Emma or something."

"That's a nice name." Ethan rubs my back.

"You're a nice name." I puff my cheeks out and Momo crawls onto Ethan.

Ethan kisses my forehead again. "You're cute."

"I know." I blush.

"What can I do to cheer you up, huh?" He asks.

"I don't know. Just stay with me." I interlace our hands, kissing his.

"Okay, I will." He squeezes my hand and melts against me.

"You're pretty spectacular."

"Thank you," he smiles, "so are you."

"My birthday is coming up," I say. "I know you don't like holidays and stuff, but could you spend it with me?"

"Absolutely. Hell, I'll take you out. We can do anything you want!" He grins brightly.

I blush. "It's December first." I play with his shirt. "You don't have to wait until then to take me out though."

Ethan blushes. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Nice." My hand sneaks under his shirt and rests on his chest. "I haven't cooked for you really yet. I feel bad."

"That's okay." He kisses me. "I can wait until you feel like it."

"I should probably start on dinner." I rub my eyes and sit up.

Ethan picks Momo up and sits up as well. "You don't have to, Charlie, I can run out and bring you something. Anything you want."

"Even Chinese takeout?" I play with my hands. "It's my favorite."

"Hell yeah." He grins.

"Okay. Let me get my wallet."

"I can pay," Ethan offers while placing Momo back in her home.

"You don't have to."

"You sure? Okay."

"Yeah. It's fine. I just got paid anyway. I can splurge." I laugh. "I had to edit some novel that was basically just porn."

Ethan chuckles. "Was it at least good porn?"

"It was lesbian."

"Nice, written by lesbians hopefully?"

"Yes. It was written by a lesbian. I had to do a lot of research on the female body." I laugh. "I fact checked everything, but thankfully I just had to worry about grammar, spelling, and the usual."

Ethan pats my shoulder. "You could've just asked me, buddy. Or Carm, she loves porn."

"Has Carmen had sex with a girl yet?"

"Dude, I don't know. She doesn't tell me everything anymore." He shrugs.

"Well, next time I'll totally ask you about the legendary vagina." I scoff.

"Vaginas are great." Ethan informs me before snagging my wallet. "Text me your order."

"Will do." I scowl.

Ethan leaves the apartment, blowing me one last kiss before he goes.

I text him my order and look at Momo. "'Vaginas are great.'" Rolling around on my bed, I decide to do some homework until Ethan gets back.

Thirty minutes later, Ethan returns and calls out to me. "Food!"

Padding out in my fuzzy socks, slippers, spandex, and one of Ethan's shirts, I plop down on the couch. "Ooh. Yum."

Ethan brings me my food on a plate and stares at me a little longer than usual before grabbing his own and taking the TV remote. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure." I eat with my chopsticks. "If you look through my collection in the entertainment center, you should find something you like."

Ethan does just that and soon we're watching something. After he finishes eating, he crawls up next to me and lays his head in my lap.

I instantly take to playing with his hair, watching the screen contently. "When I met you, I didn't think you'd be so cuddly and affectionate."

"Yeah," Ethan sighs. "I like to act all tough and untouchable but when I care about someone... well, Ry calls me a teddy bear in knight's armor."

"I have to agree with your brother." I chuckle. "I love it though. Cuddling is my favorite."

"I love it too."

I continue to play with his hair, happy with my decision if it means we can be like this without any altercations. I hum, glad to just be in his presence.

"Can we sleep together tonight?" Ethan asks.

"You want to have sex?"

"No, no," He chuckles, "though I wouldn't turn it down. I mean sleep in the same bed."

I relax. "Yeah. I'd like that."

He kisses my leg. "Cool."

"Cute." I play with his nose before returning to his hair, watching the movie and drinking up the affection.

Ethan does so as well and by the end he's fallen asleep in my lap.

Chuckling softly, I move out from under him and clean everything up and turn off the television before picking him up and placing him in my bed and wrapping my arms around him. "I thought you wanted to sleep with me in bed, dumbass."

Ethan's eyes flutter open and he pulls me closer. "I do."

I practically purr, burying myself in his warmth. "Goodnight, Ethan."

"Goodnight, Charlie." He kisses me.

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