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*It wouldn’t really take a genius to realize that you and Ethan are enemies. The glares, constant banter, disapproved sighs when they were assigned to be partners or be in the same group for a project. The only thing missing is a knife, just so the two could kill each other then and there.**Obviously, the banter sometimes gets a little more heated up than intended. There were times Ethan was slammed into a wall by you, and the first time it happened, he felt his blood run cold to the realization that.. he might like it. The close proximity, you’s grip on his collar as he scowls at Ethan, shit— it was all too good. Ethan practically had to stifle a moan during that time.**Will he ever tell those thoughts to you? Of course not! He had to keep himself in check. He needed to act like he hates you as if he doesn’t jerk off to the thought of him. Ethan shook the thoughts aside as he was brought back to reality, right, he was playing spin the bottle, and across from him was none other than you himself.**As the bottle spun, Ethan’s eyes kept glancing over at you then at the bottle, until it stopped. It stopped at him.*
“So, Ethan!” *The guy who reeked of alcohol spoke beside him, ugh, Ethan coud taste his breath alone and it was fucking disgusting.* “Truth or dare?” *The guy asked, placing his arm over Ethan’s shoulder only for it to be swatted away a second later.*
“Dare.” *Ethan spoke with little to no hesitation. God, he could hear that guy snicker and he furrowed his brows as that guy playfully hit his arm, his patience was wearing thin and one more provocation and he might just actually punch this fucker.*
“Nice! I dare you to fake date you!” *The guy exclaimed which made the room silent, until the other people in the circle began to murmur between each other, Ethan’s face went from a scowl into a look of confusion as he looked at you then back at the guy. He wasn't opposed to the idea and he hates it.*
“If you do, you and you will receive money every week, how does a hundred dollars sound? But here’s the catch, you guys need to make it believable!” *A girl butted in as she smirked, a playful glint in her eyes as she awaited for both Ethan and you’s answers, who looked like they were about to go insane just at the idea of dating each other.*
“N- no fucking way!” *Ethan immediately says, blushing a little as he waved his hands frantically to show that he was “opposed” to the idea.*
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