The Wallflower and The Star Athlete (closed for Poprockz)

"That's okay, if you just leave them next to the tub, I can sweep things up from in here before I get out." She broke the glass after all, it was only right that she be the one to sweep it up. Besides, she didn't want to subject him to such an awkward situation any longer than was absolutely necessary.
 
‘Olivia, you will slip if you try and sweep from inside the tub. Then we’ll have a bigger problem on our hands. I promise not to look’.

Not hearing anyone objections, he carefully walked back, averting his gaze from the tub. His mind wanted to concentrate on one thing - Olivia is naked in his bathtub. But he forced himself to concentrate on the floor, carefully getting each shard of glass. Once he was sure he had got them all, he retreated out the door again.

‘All good now’, he said as he left.
 
She watched him sweep up the glass, still feeling the most embarrassed she had in a long time. Still, he was being a complete gentleman, not looking at her at all while doing what he came to do. In no time at all, she was watching him retreat out the door of the bathroom, leaving her alone once again.

It wasn't too long after that she decided to get out. It had already been about half an hour, so she had spent plenty of time in there. She got up, drained the tub, showered off quickly, and stepped out of the shower. Her brown hair was wet and dripping as she put on her soft, pink robe. While she could put her clothes back on, she didn't want to put on underwear she had already worn, that just felt weird. Thus, she picked up her clothes and trudged to their room, intending on grabbing a pair of pajamas.
 
‘Hey I’m really sorry, I should have confirmed you weren’t here before just walking in. But I am glad you felt comfortable to take a bath’, he said with a smile. He still standing there in just his running shorts. He still needed his shower.

‘Ok I’m gonna grab a shower’, picking up his towel and disappearing into the bathroom.
 
She had been so focused on not looking at him and trying to get through such an awkward situation that she hadn't noticed that he was just in his shorts. His chest was... rather handsome now that she saw it.

Realizing where her thoughts were going, she quickly looked away and nodded, scuttling by him and going to her closet as he proceeded to the shower. Jesus, was she a pervert now, thinking about her friend like some degenerate? Olivia tried to shake those thoughts away, not wanting to imagine what it might be like to run her fingers over his skin.

She was soon in a pair of silk pajamas, consisting of a matching blue pair of shorts and lacy tank top. Her hair was still damp, and she was scrolling through her phone as she tried to distract herself.
 
Adrian stepped into the bathroom and stripped off his shorts. He stood under the hot water of the shower for a few minutes, gathering his thoughts. But his mind drifted, suddenly focusing on that Olivia had been naked in this very bath only moments earlier. The blood starting rushing to his cock, making him feel things he had not in a long time.

Stop it! This is widely inappropriate - she is your friend that you are helping out.

It turned on the cold water to calm himself down and washed. He dried off and put on a T-shirt and baggy sweatpants. He returned to the bedroom and saw Olivia on her bed. He immediately noticed her attire.

Jesus, what she trying to do to me?

Her pyjamas were not overly revealing, but the combination of her bare legs and the lace stirred something deep inside him.
 
They were a pair of pajamas she had splurged in buying as a gift to herself on her birthday. She didn't regret the purchase one bit, as they were very comfortable to sleep in.

When he came in, she glanced at him before looking back at her phone. It was odd seeing him in such casual attire, being that usually he was either in nice jeans or sports clothing. It made him seem more approachable, though he was still dashingly handsome. Especially with the way his damp hair gave him a slightly tousled look.

"How was your track thing?" she asked, trying to make small talk.
 
‘It was okay, tough but always rewarding’. He looked at her,’You don’t know much about that part of my life, do you?’

In a way, Adrian liked that. Most people he interacted with, that is all they wanted to talk about. But in the two weeks they had known each other, this was the first time she had brought it up.
 
She looked up from her phone, figuring that it would be better to give him her full attention if he was going to talk about his passion, “Well, not really, no. I know you’re a track star, that you’re very talented, and that a lot of people adore you for it, but I don’t know a whole lot about what you typically do in all that.”

Olivia didn’t want to insult him by asking him something rude like: so do you just… run different distances? That would likely rub him the wrong way.
 
Adrian appreciated that her full attention was on him as he spoke. Most would want to give him unsolicited advice about race tactics or training schedule.

‘Well I run the 100m and 200m. I hold the collegiate national record for both events. We had the Collegiate National Championships last month, and the team had a very successful meet. Now I have the National Championships next month, where I’ll be running against the country’s top professionals. It’s the first time my times have been competitive to consider going. So yeah, I am looking forward to that’.
 
So he made his career out of racing others? She supposed that was an interesting profession, but truth be told it didn’t “excite her” like she felt it should have. It was impressive that he was skilled enough to beat others in a national level, but it sounded like a boring thing to do when one wasn’t completing the race itself. Olivia absolutely wasn’t going to say that though.

“That’s really awesome for you,” she smiled politely and reached over to her side table to grab a small bag of chips. “I bet it takes a lot of practice and dedication to get to that skill level.”
 
Adrian could tell she was just being polite, and that it really didn’t interest her. But he was OK with it - in fact it was nice to spend time with someone who saw a different side of him.

‘So what do you usually do after a hard day, besides taking a bath’, giving her a cheeky grin.
 
Her cheeks flushed at that comment, that reminder of her own carelessness that resulted in her exposure. He hadn’t seen everything, but he had at least seen a heft amount of cleavage.

“I’m still really sorry about that, by the way. I used to live with girls, so it slipped my mind,” she started sheepishly, “but um… as for what I do to relax, it’s usually a bath, baking something, or watching movies.”

Her eyes lifted to meet his and she nodded at him, “what about you?”
 
Adrian had to suppress a chuckle,‘Don’t worry about it. I’m not used to having a roommate, so I should have knocked’.

He turned on the TV positioned in front of his bed,’How about a movie then? You’ll have to sit on my bed to see’, suddenly realising how that sounded.
 
Olivia hesitated. While she very much wanted to watch a movie with him, the twin beds weren’t that big. The two of them would be hip-to-hip as they watched. If he was okay with that though…

She got up and took a couple steps closer, “are you sure that’s okay? We’ll be pretty snug on there.”
 
He knew he was taking a bit of a risk with this suggestion, but he wanted some indication on how she felt.

‘I’m OK with it if you are’, moving over to make room for her.
 
“Okay, as long as you’re cool with it, I’m cool with it…” she replied, closing the gap between them and getting onto his bed. Olivia sat right next to him, but she made the effort not to be completely pressed against him out of consideration for his personal space. Her body felt a bit stiff, but she couldn’t help it- it was the first time she had been next to a guy, watching a movie in his room.

“What kind of movie do you want to watch?” She asked, popping a chip into her mouth.
 
Adrian’s breath hitched as Olivia got on his bed, making a conscious effort not to stare at her as she did. She was comfortable to this stage, and he wanted to keep it that way.

‘What about something light, a cheesy comedy? Something that doesn’t need many brain cells to concentrate’, giving a small laugh.
 
"I could go for a comedy. Honestly, my brain is fried today anyway, so it'd be nice to just sit, stare, and laugh, you know?" Olivia tilted the chip bag toward him in offering. They were just simple potato chips, and she wasn't sure if his diet allowed such things, but she thought it would be nice to offer.
 
‘Exactly my thoughts’, smiling, pleased they were on the same page. He looked down at the chips,’A few won’t hurt. Plus I think we earned them after today’.

He took a few from the bag and then hit play on the most recent addition in the comedy section.
 
It turned out to be a rom-com, and she was secretly very pleased. Olivia loved romantic movies, so rom-coms were great. That being said, Olivia was pretty easy to please when it came to movies. Sci-fi, fantasy, romance, comedy... She liked most things as long as they weren't super spooky.

Parts of the movie made her grin and giggle, and eventually she relaxed to the point where she didn't care as much whether their shoulders were touching or not. It just felt comfortable to her, sitting there next to him.
 
Adrian laughed along with her, delighted to see her relax in his company. He did notice the more regular touches of their bodies. Her almost bare legs were a divine sight and she was again giving him unintentional views of her ample and firm cleavage. He was glad for the baggy sweatpants that hid his semi hard-on.

Adrian needed to admit to himself that he was into Olivia. I’m sure she had some bad points, but none had surfaced yet. So far, she was turning into his dream woman.
 
There was a scene in the movie where someone mentioned jerking off, and that reminded her: if the two of them were in the same room, how were they supposed to "take care of themselves?" She could be really quiet when she did it if she tried, but she didn't know how light a sleeper he was. What if she did it when she thought he was asleep, but he was really awake and called her a pervert before kicking her out? It wasn't that she was sex-crazy, but she was a young woman and she had needs!

Soon the bag of chips was done so she set it on his side-table. Being this close to him, she could smell his shampoo. It was kind of minty, which she didn't mind. In fact, it was a rather nice scent.
 
The scene on jerking off did nothing to help his current situation - in fact, all it did was create an image in his head of Olivia jerking him off. Stop it you perv!

Then he had the thought - he did enjoy the occasional before bed jerk. That was now out the window with Olivia there. It would have to do it in the shower, although after today that might not be the best idea.

He glanced over at Olivia, who seemed to be looking at him. Am I dreaming this?

He let his hand drift to his side, almost wedged between them. Thankfully, it was touching her shorts and not her bare leg.
 
She had indeed looked at him, seemingly at the inopportune time as he looked at her as well and their eyes met. Her cheeks flushed and she quickly looked away.

Though his hand was only touching her shorts, that meant his hand was close to her thigh. She could help but feel a tingle go through her leg as she imagined his hand sliding around her thigh until it was between her legs. Had he touched a lot of women before? This line of thought would only get her worked up, so she tried to focus more on the movie.
 
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