#zzombiebites writes

Max was filming with the rest of the boys and you were next to Ethan. You crossed your arms and turned towards him.

You nudged his shoulder, "Are you good? You look.. pale."

"I'm always pale."

"Paler than normal. And you're deflecting,"

"I'm just thinking about how high this shit is.." He lets out a breath and feels a bead of sweat drop from his forehead as he hears another group scream.

Two more, then it was their turn.

"Oh my gosh, are you scared of heights?" You say, almost laughing but instead just smiling at the boy.

"I'm not!" He defends, his voice cracking.

You roll your eyes and ruffle his hair as you line up. You were next.

You look over at the others. Max was with Jacob and Eddie was with this random girl he got paired with.

Max glances over at you two and he just does a smile with a thumbs up, filming you both. Ethan flips off the camera and you just scoff with a smile, waving.

You both load into the seat and pull your lap bar down. Somehow, Max got permission to record so he was filming behind you. You could hear him and Jacob hyping each other up.

"Film me when we drop! I wanna see if I scream," Jacob says.

"You always scream." Max laughs.

You turn towards Ethan and he's literally shaking. His hands were gripping the bar as tight as he could, his knuckles white. You haven't even left the station yet.

"Okay, okay, this is fine." He says quietly and tries to calm himself down.

You glanced at his hands, then his red face. He was looking straight ahead, jaw tight and his breathing shallow.

"Ethan," You say softly.

He didn't turn.

You reach over and gently pry his fingers off of the bar. Startled, he looks down at your hand wrapped around his, and then up at you. You notice how he doesn't let go, just holds on tighter as you leave the station.

"Scared?" You say with a smile, relaxing in the seat.

His mouth opened, then he closed it. Then quietly, "Maybe a little."

You stop at the launch, getting ready to take off. It was one of those coasters that launches you at sixty or so miles per hour, and you feel like you're flying.

"It's okay," Your fingers laced through his, "I've got you. Hold onto me as tight as you want, okay?"

For a second he just looked at you and gulped. Letting out a breath as his shoulders loosened.

"If you scream you owe me twenty bucks." You joke to try and lighten the mood, knowing it was seconds before you take off.

"Thanks. That's– that's really comfort–" He cuts himself off with a scream as you launch, his head flying to the back of the seat. He squeezed your hand so hard it almost hurt.

You squeezed back as you screamed with a laugh, the wind making your hair fly back as your stomach dropped. You could see the dinosaurs chasing you and you just laugh as the coaster speeds up, getting ready to go over the big hill.

"Oh my God, fuck– what the fuck!" Ethan screams as you just barely stop at the top of the hill before dropping and your hand almost goes numb from how hard he's holding on.

By the time you come to a stop, you were both breathless and grinning. You looked over and your hands were still interlocked.

Neither of you let go.

Behind you, Max lowered his camera and looked at Jacob, quietly pointing at your hands together.  He films you both with a grin.

"They're still holding hands," He whispers to Jacob. Jacob then turns around and tells Eddie to look.

"Are they gonna notice?" Jacob asks quietly.

"I don't think they notice shit right now." Eddie leans forward to tell them.

As you pull into the station, you eventually stop holding hands to get up, "So, did you have fun?" You ask and Ethan holds his hand out to help you out of the car. Of course you take it.

"I'm dizzy as fuck, but yeah." He nods his head, his whole face red from the interaction with you.

"Real smooth," Eddie clapped him on the shoulder as they exit, glancing over at Max filming himself and Jacob jumping up and down.. for some reason?

"Shut up." Ethan says back with a tiny grin.

"I'm just saying, you two looked really cozy–"

"I said shut up."

Obviously, they kept the footage in of you both holding hands.

It started as another chill day on vacation, the boys just filming some random content for the Florida vlog after a long day at Disney.

Max, Jacob, and Eddie were in the kitchen and arguing about what takeout to order from. It had been a long day after all, and none of them wanted to cook. (not that any of them were great at cooking..)

Ethan was on the couch.

You were too, tucked into his side, legs curled up with your head in the crook of his neck. His arm was draped loosely around your shoulders, and his phone was face down on his lap.

You don't know how or when your head fell onto his shoulder– you were tired and he was right there looking comfy as ever in his navy hoodie.

You were awake five minutes ago. Maybe. You were drowsing in and out, Ethan's hoodie smelling like fabric softener and his cologne. He was warm and it made you relax, your eyelids drooping.

"Just get pizza! There's a place down the road–" Jacob was saying from somewhere in the kitchen.

"Pizza's boring as hell," Eddie groaned, "We've had pizza two nights in a row."

"Because pizza's good."

"Okay, but what about–"

The argument faded into background noise and your breathing slowed. You felt Ethan rise and fall beneath your cheek, steady and relaxed.

He was still awake– you could tell by the way his thumb was rubbing small circles on your shoulder. But he wasn't saying anything, wasn't moving to shift you off.. wasn't doing anything except let you stay there. He didn't want this moment to stop.

Max wandered into the living room, camera still on, "Voting time! Eddie says no–" He stopped, panning the camera towards the couch.

Ethan looked up from just admiring you, giving the camera a small, sleepy smile. He didn't move, he didn't explain or push you off. He just sat there with his face as red as a tomato.

Max zoomed in with a big smile and he whistles.

"Bro," Eddie said, appearing behind Max with a small laugh, "Are you being used as a pillow?"

"If you wake them up, you're dead." He whispers at the group, being serious as ever.

Ethan glances down at you. Your eyes were closed, face half-buried in his hoodie. Your hand was loosely curled into the fabric near his waist.

Jacob walked over and took a few pictures of you both, "Smile," He grins.

"Keep that shit in, oh my God," Eddie laughs and walks away.

The argument was completely forgotten and they ended up just ordering pizza again. For the next hour or so, Ethan was just holding you while you slept, occasionally glancing down at you.

Later, you awoke slowly and it was dark in the room besides the light on the tv. There was a half-eaten pizza box on the table with Fanta and Dr. Pepper cans.

You were still lying in the same exact spot. Ethan's head was tilted back against the couch cushion, mouth open and drooling with his glasses tilted on his face. He was out.

You lifted your head slowly, your neck sore from lying in the same spot. Across the room, Jacob was on his phone and he looks up at you moving.

"Hey, you're up, finally." He said with a grin, "You looked cozy."

"How long was I out?"

"Like an hour or so." He shrugs and changes the channel, "He didn't move the whole time. Didn't even complain about his arm falling asleep." He nods towards Ethan.

You looked at the sleeping man next to you, his now limp arm wrapped around you. His face was relaxed with a slight red tint, his hair a mess.

"Don't know when he fell asleep but, he's been giddy the whole time," Jacob giggles and gets up to head to bed.

"You want pizza?" He asks, turning the tv down to a low volume.

"I'm good, just put it in the fridge." You say goodnight to him and lay right back down in the crook of his neck, his arm tightening slightly, even in his sleep.

When the vlog went up, the comments shipping you both were overwhelming.

And that was just some of the moments from this trip/vlog.

You hear Ethan crack open a Coke Zero as he sits next to you at the kitchen bar. You yawn as you scroll on your phone. It was late at night in the airbnb and both you and Ethan couldn't sleep, so you just decided to read the comments of your vlog.

Ethan takes a sip of his drink, "Your video is doing good, and why did you keep that clip in of me?"

"Which one? The one of you drooling all over the mattress?” You laugh, “It's just cause I haven't posted in a while," You explain while scrolling through some comments.

"I'm sad this trip is over. I don't wanna have to go back to taxes, bills and shit." You sigh.

Ethan laughs, "Yeah, I get you. How about we make another trip soon, just us.. if you want?" He asks, "If not it's okay, I know you're busy and–"

"Yeah." You blurt out.

"Hm? Really?"

"Yeah, i'd like that. Besides, we don't live that far. We could hang out whenever." You throw out the idea.

Your eyes then spot a comment.

Look how close Ethan and them are at 7:32 and 18:22.. there's no way they aren't dating

Four thousand likes.

You both go silent, the only sound in the room being the fridge humming. You struggle to find words as your stomach flutters.

You then break the silence, "There– there's recently been a lot more comments like that. What do you think of them?" You say quietly and glance at Ethan.

His face was tinted crimson beneath the dim kitchen light, his head resting on his hand. His eyes were wide and it was obvious he was thinking pretty deeply.

You click your phone off and get up, opening the fridge and grabbing an energy drink.

"Why– why are you drinking that so late? That's not good for you, y'know." He stutters and gets up, leaning on the counter in front of the fridge.

You smile and roll your eyes, "I have to edit that roblox video we did. Besides, you're changing the subject," You take a sip and lean on the counter next to him, eyeing him over the top of the can.

Ethan licks his lips and sighs with a small laugh, trying to find his words, “I don’t– I don’t mind them.”

The silence in the room is deafening as you gulp, opening and closing your mouth. You sit your drink down on the counter and step a little closer. He was still in his shirt he bought at Disney earlier that day. (he got his other one soaked on a water ride)

“I don’t mind it either.” You say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Ethan was trembling. He didn’t know what to do or say. The only thought in his mind was how pretty you looked and how your hair laid on your shoulders.

Ethan takes his shaking hand and tucks your hair behind your ear, leaning in for a kiss without giving you much time to pull away.

His rough lips were on yours within seconds and you couldn’t move. You were just stuck, shocked that he finally made a move.

You could only think of Ethan at the moment and all those times you wanted to kiss him but didn’t. You realize it’s been a bit without kissing back and you start to reciprocate, but he pulls away before you can.

“Oh– oh God, I’m– i’m so sorry. I should’ve asked, I didn’t know– I thought you– fuck,” Ethan stutters, starting to panic as his breathing speeds up.

“Ethan–“ You start, but it’s too late. He was already overthinking.

“I’m so sorry. I knew the boys were wrong, they– they told me you liked me and shit and– and I thought you did too for a while, but I was too much of a–“

You cut him off by grabbing his arm before he could leave and kiss him softly, your arms going to wrap around his shoulders. He smiles against your lips as he kisses you back, his hand on your cheek. His breathing instantly slowed and his hands stopped shaking.

Ethan backs you up against the counter as his other hand rests on your waist. For the moment it was just you both and nothing else mattered.

You don’t know how long you’ve been making out with him when you hear the fridge open with a laugh.

Ethan turns around with a yelp and you grab onto the counter, startled. It was obvious what you both had been doing from your appearance alone.

“What the fuck!” Ethan exclaims, his lips red and swollen from kissing you.

“Finally. I told you they liked you, man. We were all tired of you giving each other ‘those eyes’ and doing jack shit about it.” Eddie explains with a smile as he takes a sip of Dr. Pepper.

“Get out,” You say and cross your arms.

“It’s a public kitchen–“

“Get out!” You both yell at him.

"They must've given us the wrong rental or something," Eddie shrugs, avoiding eye contact with the both of you. Eddie's voice got higher and his face flushed a shade of red. You cross your arms, knowing something is up with him.

You glance over at Ethan and he's already staring at you with that smile on his face. You both know he's probably lying, but you let it slide.

"Fine, i'll share with Ethan so you don't have to wake up with drool on you at five in the morning." You laugh and start to head upstairs with your bags, Ethan following you like a lost puppy.

"Hey, not my fault I can't control that shit." His voice cracks, your pure presence making him nervous.

It was now nighttime, the moon illuminating the small guest bedroom with a tiny bathroom. You had all changed into your pajama's and were getting ready for bed, excited for the trip to Disney World tomorrow.

"Don't have too much fun– ow!" Eddie laughs, wincing as Ethan hits his arm. Eddie hands Ethan a condom with a smug smile and Ethan blushes, glancing over at you in the bathroom. His brain started stuttering.

"Where did you even get this shit, Eddie? Fu–fuck off," Ethan shuts the door with a sigh, trying to calm his heart down from beating out of his chest. He was alone with his crush of months. He puts the condom in the pocket of his pajama pants with a sigh, running a hand through his brown curls.

You're brushing your teeth and leaning on the sink, looking back at a flushed Ethan by the door. You smile and continue brushing until you feel Ethan reach to grab his Luffy toothbrush next to you.

You shake your head at his One Piece themed item and grin to yourself at his goofiness. It was just so him.

You both were fighting for the sink space, bumping shoulders as you're smiling from ear to ear, staring at each other through the mirror. The intimacy of it all made your mind fill up with images of you and Ethan living together, brushing your teeth at night after a long day.

He even holds your hair back as you spit out the toothpaste.

You both finish washing up and sit beside Ethan in the soft bed, trying to calm your mind down.

Ethan was a mess.

He was trying so hard to be cool but he couldn't help but be excited that he was alone with you without Eddie's comments or Max's teasing.

Ethan reaches over to turn the lamp off, darkness filling the room. You lay down and pull the covers over you both as your shoulders bump each other.

"Sorry–" He apologizes with a chuckle and he rubs his eyes, taking his glasses off and setting them on the side table.

"It's fine," You laugh with him and glance over at him, "Night, Ethan." Your voice softens as your eyes trail over his face, taking in his small freckles and details on him.

"Yeah– mhm, night." Ethan stutters and opens his mouth to say something but ends up not talking.

It's been thirty minutes and you can't sleep for the life of you. One minute you'd be too hot, or too cold, or your side hurt.

You've been staring at the ceiling, Ethan's shoulder brushing you every few minutes as he flips back and forth.

"Are you up?" You murmur, turning your head to look at Ethan. He immediately looks back at you and you can tell he's blushing even though it's pitch black inside the room.

"Mhm, my mind just won't turn off." He hums and grabs his glasses off the table, turning the lamp back on.

"Yeah," You agree and sit up against the wooden headboard, Ethan joining you and your arms touch, but you both don't move away.

"Do you think Eddie did this on purpose? The whole.. rooms thing?" You ask and glance over at him.

"Oh, absolutely." You both burst into fits of laughter and you nudge his arm. Your eyes meet his and you're both silent. The tension was thick and obvious– months of hiding that you like the other coming to the surface.

His brown eyes examine your face, your eyes, your lips. Your breath hitches, "Ethan.." Your voice barely audible.

He fucking whimpers.

He's just staring at you with those puppy dog eyes, his hands clutching the sheets to try and ground himself. It doesn't help when your hand slips into his hair and his eyes close for a minute as he gulps.

He can't believe this is fucking real. You playing with his curls as he just sits there, melting into your touch.

"Ethan.." You repeat his name a little louder.

"Can't believe this is actually happening," He blurts out as his eyes trail back down to your lips. You smile at how much you're affecting him, just by placing a hand in his hair.

You take the hint and lean closer to the man, giving him time to pull back. Your face was red at this point. Ethan scoots closer to you as his eyes flutter shut, his lips just barely brushing yours before kissing you softly.

At first it was a gentle kiss, your hand tightening in his hair at the nape of his neck, but you both need more. You both were so desperate.

Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you tilt your head to kiss him deeper. His rounded glasses bump slightly against your skin as Ethan just whines. He seems to like to do that a lot.

His warm and soft hand meets your cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth. He starts to move to hover over you and you let him as you lean back against the fluffy pillows.

He doesn't break the kiss as he now has one arm on either side of you, slotting a leg between your thighs.

"Is– is this okay? I didn't even.. didn't even know you liked me like that until now," He stutters, out of breath from kissing you. His lips were red and the slightest bit swollen.

"Even with the whole group teasing us?" You tease him with a smile and gulp as you buck your hips against his leg just barely.

"I'm a dumbass." He whimpers out, just the feeling of you using his leg like that makes the tent in his pants grow even larger.

Before you know it, Ethan is between your legs and eating you out like he's been starved for months.

You try to keep quiet and place a hand over your mouth to cover the moans he was pulling out of you, but he grabs your hand and pulls it away.

"Ethan– they're, gonna fuckin' hear," You say, breathless from his mouth on you, his arms placing your legs over his shoulders so you couldn't squirm away.

Oh, fuck.

Your hand is in his hair, just tugging and pulling, and when you do, he whimpers like he's the one being pleasured. You also don't miss how he's bucking his hips against the bed.

His glasses were fogging up from the heat, his tongue hitting every spot he could and then grazing just over your clit.

You lost it.

And suddenly it didn't matter who else was in the house.

Ethan's gaze never leaves you as you squirm around from the pleasure, his arms tightening his grip on your thighs so you couldn't go anywhere.

His tongue was relentless on your pussy, licking at every spot that made you moan out his name. He pulls himself closer to you, if that's even possible, and you look down at Ethan's face.

His eyes were glazed over and teary, like he was lost in you. His hair was going every way it could, most likely your fault from your hands gripping his brown locks tightly. Ethan enjoyed it though.

"Ethan– gonna come soon, fuck," You breathe out as your head falls back against the soft pillows.

"I wanna see you, please, please–" Ethan begs, his mouth leaving your wetness for a moment to speak as a trail of spit still connects him.

You do as he says as your face heats up, your breathing getting faster. You start to squirm more but Ethan doesn't let up. In fact, he goes even quicker, holding you tightly against him.

You come a second later, your grip in his hair tightening as your nails scratch against his scalp. Your moans blend together with his as your back arches from the pleasure. You were seeing stars.

You come down from your high and find Ethan resting his head on your thigh, your wetness smeared all over his chin.

"Was that good? Did I– did I do okay?" Ethan asks and hovers over you once again so you're face to face.

"Fuck yeah," You say, your voice raspy from all the moaning you did. Ethan's face turns even more red and he hides in the crook of your neck with a smile.

You chuckle and place a hand in his hair to pull him back up, "Don't hide, Eth. You did so good for me," You say, testing your theory of if he likes praise or not.

He whimpers.

Mission accomplished.

"Yeah? Do you like when I praise you?" You ask with a smile, your lips just inches away.

You can feel his hardness against your leg and your hands trail down to the waistband of his pajama pants, but you feel something in the pocket.

"What's this?" You ask with a smirk and he tries to protest but you pull it out. It was a condom.

"Oh my god, did you plan this?" You say in-between giggles. Ethan's brain was lagging and his cheeks turn pink.

"N– no! No! Fuckin' Eddie was– was talking to me and then just gave me this. He's an actual idiot," He explains and shakes his head.

"Well, I guess it came in handy this time." You shrug and open the wrapper. Ethan can't believe this is fucking real.

"Y– yeah?" He stutters and gulps, his adam's apple bobbing. His hands reach to pull his pants and boxers off as you open the condom.

"Mhm. If that's okay with you..?" You ask and Ethan's hands go to your hips, then down to your thighs to open you up more.

"I've wanted this for so long, of course it's okay," He admits and leans down to kiss you softly, you tasting yourself on his tongue.

You put the condom on him and he just sits there, trying to keep his moans in. He was leaking, a lot.

"You're so cute," You compliment him as your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer until you feel him about to enter you.

He slowly thrusts inside you, you both letting out moans as his grip tightens on your hips.

"O– Oh, shit," Ethan breathes out, moving into you until he's fully inside. Ethan was losing it. He was buried to the hilt, your warm wet walls around him fluttering every time he moved.

“M’ not gonna fuckin’ last long–“ His breath quickens and he starts to thrust at a good pace after you tell him to move, moans spilling from both of your throats. You couldn’t keep it in any longer, no longer caring who heard.

“S’ okay, i’m not gonna– oh! Either–“ You curse out as he hits that certain gummy spot inside you and your back arches.

Ethan’s pace quickens and he lets out whimpers, his head falling in the crook of your neck. Even though he was on top, he was still so submissive.

“No, wanna see you, baby,” You mutter between moans, one of your hands grabbing his hair and pulling him up to face you.

His eyes were tearing up, his pretty lips were swollen and open while spilling out moans. He gulps as his face turns red, speeding up even more.

Him constantly hitting that spot inside you and listening to his whimpers sent you over the edge, you still being sensitive from him eating you out.

Your hands tighten in his hair as you throb around his cock, his soft hand reaching down to rub your clit.

Your back arches even further, if that’s possible, and you let out a loud moan of his name and that’s when he comes.

You’re both coming with loud sounds as your come starts spilling out of you. Ethan’s eyes roll back as he collapses on top of you with his head in the crook of your neck again. This time you don’t stop him.

The warmth of him made you giggle as you come down from your second orgasm of the night. Your arms wrap around him as he whimpers into your neck. He was still inside you.

“Did so fuckin’ good, jeez,” You breathe out as your head lies back against the pillows, your body sore.

“Hey, keep it the fuck down! We’re happy you two finally got together but don’t let us all hear, damn,” Eddie knocks on the door and you can tell he’s smiling.

Ethan’s head turns towards the closed door, “Shut the hell up! Go away!” He yells at him and you can hear Eddie go to his room, shutting the door.

You both laugh and you pull him in for a soft kiss, you both smiling against one another. You then pull back, planting kisses all over his face and under his jaw.

“Wanna– wanna go again?” Ethan shaky voice asks, you smirking at him.

“Why the hell not?”

He had barely talked to you– his girlfriend– all day. The only time you briefly spoke was when you brought him dinner.

That was four hours ago.

It was now twelve am, Ethan still editing like a madman. You were lying in his bed near him, under the thick comforter and blankets. He always kept his room cold as shit.

You had been scrolling on your phone and doing things to occupy yourself until he was done. At this point, you thought he would be in his chair all night.

You rubbed your eyes and stretched, sitting up in his bed. You might as well change into your pajamas and get ready for bed.

"Ethan, why don't you get some rest, yeah?" You tell him and stand up, grabbing your pajama's. He didn't hear you at first, so you repeated your sentence and he finally turned around.

"Can't."

You sighed.

Ethan was a workaholic. He would get so invested in something where Ethan neglected his own needs.

You went to his bathroom and changed, brushed your teeth, used the bathroom, washed your face, etc.

When you exited the bathroom, Ethan was still in the same position, curled up in his gaming chair with his blanket barely covering him.

You sighed once again and walked over to him, engulfing him in a hug from behind. He immediately melted into your arms as your head sat on his shoulder.

"Ethan, you've been at this all day. Please come to bed," You say, trying to reason with him.

"I can't, baby. I gotta finish this last video, I haven't posted in days." He takes off his headset and ruffles his hair as he takes a sip from his comedically large water bottle.

"Are you going to post all three at once?" You ask.

"No–"

"Then, just post one for now and you can finish editing the last one later. It's so empty in the bed and i'm tired," You explain and stand up as he spins around in his chair to face you.

Ethan fixes his glasses and looks up at you with a tired stare, "Yeah, yeah. That's way smarter than whatever the hell I had planned." He smiles and pulls you in by the waistband of your his pajama pants.

"Mhm," You hum as blush creeps up your face from the intimate action. His arms wrap around you as his head rests on your stomach. Your hands find a place in his curly hair as he melts into you, finally relaxing for the first time all day.

"Are you.. okay? You've been working super hard recently." You question, worried about him. He was working like this almost every day. It wasn't healthy at all.

"M' okay," He hums into your chest as his arms move under your shirt, rubbing your bare back. "Fuckin' tired." He sighs.

You nod and just stay standing as he just continues to rubs your back and you play with his hair.

"Do you wanna stay here all night or lay in your bed?" You tease and you can feel him smile against you.

"Dunno if my legs will work after sitting here all day." He sighs and glances up at you, his glasses tilted and slightly foggy.

"Dramatic." You both laugh and he stands up, towering over you. You fix his glasses and your hands linger for a moment too long on his cheek.

He grins and pulls you in for a soft kiss, you both being tired and exhausted. Your hand is still on his cheek as your thumb rubs back and forth.

You both then move to lay down in his bed and he grabs the LED remote to turn the lights off, placing his glasses on his nightstand.

He immediately collapses onto your chest, a giggle escaping your throat, "Ethan, you're going to suffocate me," You say in-between laughs.

Ethan just shakes his head with a smile and you cover you both up with his thick comforter. Ethan's arms wrapped fully around you and your hands once again found a place in his fluffy hair.

"Promise me you aren't going to do that again, okay? You have to take breaks." You explain and Ethan hums, his eyes already shut and he's half asleep at this point.

Two seconds later he was drooling on your stomach.