Demyan
"I don't know if you'll be alright here," Ethan scratched the back of his head and gave me a wary smile, "You're more than welcome to stay in the masters if you want. I don't mind staying here."
Since I was spending the night with Ethan and I not fully together, he was a gentleman enough to offer me one of the guest bedrooms to stay in. I had no idea why he was so nervous because I designed each and every one of them to suit my standards therefore spending a night in here did not even make me bat an eye.
Compared to the spaces a ballet dancer sometimes slept in, this was luxury on my behalf, but it was cute to see how nervous he was.
