ethan

"The study session has officially begun!"

Amy invited me and Tyler to go to the local campus coffee shop to study with her and Kat, and although I hate studying, adding Tyler, friends, and coffee into the equation, I'm willing to do it despite my hatred.

"Are you cold?"

I turned to Tyler sitting next to me, kind of embarrassed that I wasn't able to hide that I, in fact, was extremely cold.

"Yeah, but it's okay-"

Tyler started pulling off his sweatshirt before I could tell him that it's okay and he doesn't need to do that.

"Here."

"O-Okay."

I attempted to pull on Tyler's Captain America sweatshirt, but Tyler stopped me with a smirk.

"I would recommend stopping."

"You know what, Tyler, maybe I just want to destroy my glasses with this sweatshirt's neck hole."

"No, I'm not letting that fly, sorry."

I rolled my eyes as I let Tyler take my glasses off of my face, pulling on his sweatshirt, trying not to blush at the scent that was radiating off of it.

Tyler put my glasses back on my face as he stood up, running his thumb along my cheek and pushing his chair back in.

"What coffee do you want?"

Tyler put his hand on my back, making me marvel at the sweet gesture, but to the blind eye, it would be nothing.

"I will take Cold Brew, please and thank you."

Tyler winked at me, walking away to put in our order.

While he was gone, Mark came and joined us, and with that, our focus and productivity were lost in the wind.

I kept looking over at Tyler waiting in line, just to make sure he was alright, but when he got to the front, I frowned the second I saw the barista smile at him.

From what I could see, I assumed she had ASD, and it made a stir of anxiety swim in my stomach.

Tyler doesn't know I'm his soulmate, so he could be looking for someone.

But he made out with me.

We have something, maybe it's not a relationship, but it's something.

Maybe Tyler doesn't feel that way towards me.

That was something horrible to think about.

I watched Tyler the entire time he was ordering and I just got angrier the longer I watched.

She was flirting up a storm, it was disgusting.

She was smiling and laughing and granted that there was the occasional outlier of actual funny dad jokes that Tyler spouts out, he couldn't have said that many things that were that funny.

The way she was smiling at him made me want to grab Tyler and just start making out with him right then and there.

To show everyone that he's mine.

But, I can't do that.

Because I'm too much of a pussy to tell him.

However, that still didn't change how angry I was watching that girl touch Tyler's hand the way she did before he walked back over to us to wait.

"You alright, Ethan? You seem really tense."

Tyler rubbed my back as he sat back down, making me snap out of my jealous rage for the moment.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

I could tell by the look in his eyes that Tyler had a hard time believing me, but he moved on despite his gut telling him to do the opposite.

"So, what are we studying today?"

"I have some graphic design projects to get done."

Amy pulled out her portfolio and her colored pencils and started sketching.

"I have some editing stuff to finish up."

Kat said as she pulled out her earbuds and computer.

"Oh, you know, Doctor stuff."

Tyler smiled at me and pulled out one of the many textbooks he's constantly reading.

I sighed and pulled out my laptop to continue a coding assignment my professor assigned.

But I couldn't focus knowing that that girl was probably standing at the counter, wondering to herself - "When should I ask for his number?" "I wonder if his friends would like me?" "I wonder if he works out."

News flash: His friends won't like you, barista lady.

"Cold Brew for Ethan and Carmel Machiatto for Tyler."

Tyler got up and got our drinks, laughing as he sat back down.

"What?"

Mark looked up from Amy's drawing and was ready to laugh along.

"The barista girl gave me her number."

Mark chuckled and asked to see.

"Nice."

I asked to look, acting innocent and laughing along with it, but deep inside I was extremely pissed off.

-

"That was fun, I really liked sitting down and talking to those guys." Tyler grabbed his keys and started opening the door. "We should get together with them for dinner before Thanksgiving break hits."

I nodded my head, staying quiet as I ran the following moments through my head before I executed them.

As I followed Tyler inside, I quickly set my bag on the floor before turning to Tyler closing the door.

"So, want to play Skyrim or something-" I guess I caught Tyler off guard, but I think anyone would be if someone threw them against the door by their shirt. "Okay then."

I looked up at Tyler, who was just plain confused, my heart racing as I contemplated actually following through with my plan.

"That girl at the coffee shop, she really pissed me off."

"Oh, is someone jealous?"

I rolled my eyes and focused back on what I was really doing.

"I was extremely jealous."

"Ethan-"

"The way she was touching you, it was just gross." Tyler smirked at me. "What?"

"It's really hot, that you're jealous."

I smiled, looking at the ground, blushing at his comment.

Tyler pulled my head to look at him, smiling at my blush.

"Please, continue what you were doing."

I pulled Tyler by the shirt to crash our lips together, a little embarrassed at the fact that I had to get on my tiptoes a little bit.

I twitched at the cold temperature of Tyler's hands as he ran them under my shirt and up my back.

Tyler started kissing down my jaw, his hands pulling off my coat and throwing it on my desk, sucking a hickey on my neck that made my knees weak.

Tyler ripped off his jacket, throwing it on his bed, smiling as I pulled on the bottom of his shirt, slowly pulling it over his head.

My mouth did the usual thing it did when Tyler went shirtless.

Tyler went take off my sweater, but I grabbed his hands before he could.

"I'm cold."

Tyler smiled and rolled his eyes, settling for me remaining clothed.

"Can I at least touch you and let my imagination fill in what you would look like if you weren't cold?"

I blushed and nodded, pulling Tyler back into a kiss as his hands dipped under my sweater.

The way he pulled me as close to him as possible, whether it was intentional or not, made my stomach flutter at the feeling of being against him.

He was so warm, probably because he's been in our dorm long enough, I wanted him to hold me close and make me just as warm as he was.

I slowly pulled him towards my bed, enjoying the thrill of him pushing me down on it, bouncing lightly as he crawled on top of me.

"Tyler..." Tyler looked at me from bruising my skin with his kisses.

"What?"

I tried to hold myself back from reacting to his voice and how low and raspy it was.

"Promise me that you won't flirt with anyone else."

"I promise."

I smiled and pulled Tyler in for a rough kiss, arching off the bed as Tyler ran his hands down my sides.

"God, you're so hot, you know that?"

"I'm actually still really cold."

"I can fix that."

Tyler kissed me one more time before rolling to lay beside me, opening his arms for me to cuddle into.

I smiled and crawled into his strong arms.

"If we're gonna go to sleep, we should probably change into pajamas."

"You being warm is more important than me sleeping in my pajamas, Ethan."

"But, I want to sleep in my pajamas." I snuggled into Tyler's chest. "They're warm."

Tyler rolled his eyes and kissed me on the head.

"Fine, go put on your pajamas and brush your teeth, meet back here in five."

"Okay."

I kissed Tyler once more before stepping into the cold atmosphere of our dorm.

-

"Ready?"

I nodded my head as I pulled on Tyler's sweatshirt over my t-shirt, delving into my sheets and comforter and nuzzling up to Tyler's chest.

"Good night, Tyler."

"Good night, Ethan."

I was just about to fall completely asleep when I felt a feather-light kiss placed on my forehead, making me smile before drifting off into a peaceful and very warm sleep.