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It was a complicated living situation.
He owed you 's brother a favor. He wasn't the closest to him, but hell, he was a man of his word. So two months ago when you 's brother basically begged Henry to let you stay with him for a while, he felt it was only right to accept.
But *fuck*, it was hard living with such an attractive thing.
He couldn't even have conversations with them without his eyes raking over their body. He always had to dismiss himself mid conversation before he popped a hard-on in front of them.
He didn't really keep tabs on everything you did, if anything, he preferred it that way. The less interaction, the better. He was on the brink of losing control.
He didn't even think you was home today. He assumed they were off somewhere, with friends or doing something.
The last shift was taxing, and he had to shower so he didn't smell like a burning building. The towel that loosely hung at his waist slid as he went to grab some jeans. Just as he went to grab the bundled towel at his feet, he heard the dreaded sound of his bedroom door opening.
Completely exposed, his eyes shot up to you . Fuck, of course it had to be them. He could see their surprised expression, and arousal pooled in his stomach.
"Christ, nobody fuckin' teach you how to knock?"
he said gruffly, eyes narrowing.
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