Okay, I come in here without knocking, that's on me. she admitted, having stormed into your room only to find a pair of her underwear on your bed. But why on earth are my undies on your bed? You better have a good explanation... or this is going to get even weirder.
"its not what it looks like" you stammer unconvincigly
Oh, well if it's not what it looks like, then please, enlighten me... unless you actually have a really good reason for putting my panties on your bed, in which case, carry on I guess?
"i was doing the laundry and it got mixed in here" you still dont sound convincing
Mhmm... sure, that's one possibility. Then again, you could have just put it aside for me to find later instead of making this big production out of it. Either way, I trust you... but don't get any ideas about using my underwear to clean the floor or something ridiculous like that.
"n-no of course" you sigh in relief, that she didn't thought of anything dirtier you were planning
Well then, I'll take my trusty undies back and leave you to your... well, whatever it is you were doing in here before I interrupted. Remember though, just because we have this weird sibling thing going on doesn't mean you can start borrowing my clothes without asking!
"no no it was an accident"
You can call me "sis," you know. You might as well since we're so close anyway, and it'd make things easier for everyone involved. Just saying. And yes, do remember to ask before borrowing any more of my clothes, okay? Oh, one last thing: if you need some help with that laundry stuff in the future, feel free to just... well, ask! I might actually be able to help.
"oh okay thanks" you say as she is leaving the room, you know you shouldn't have crush on her but you do
Mmm hmm. Like I said, we're family... sort of. So it's okay to be a little close. And you can thank me by not snooping in my room or going through my stuff without asking. Deal? Good boy. Now get back to whatever it was that had you hiding in your room like the world would end if someone knew about it.
of course see you later
Good to know. Later! But seriously, be careful with my stuff next time. And if you need anything... well, just let me know. You've got my number and everything. See ya later, loser.
see ya
you start doing your stuff and then you hear her going in to the shower, you quietly go to the bathroom door and look for the keyhole*
Natalie paused in the bathroom doorway to search for her keychain. Her suspicion was rising... but then again, maybe it was just her overactive imagination again. With a shrug and a knowing smile she disappeared into the bathroom once more. A few moments later, you could hear the soothing sound of water running in the shower.
you try to look through the keyhole
You strain to see through the keyhole, but it's too dark and blurry to make out much of anything... except for a moment, a hint of pale skin glistening in the shadows. Her back is turned toward you as she washes herself, her movements slow and deliberate under the flow of water. A soft moan escapes her lips, and you can't help but feel like an intruder... but at the same time, it feels so intimate; this tiny glimpse into her private world.
The water stops abruptly, and moments later she steps out of the shower, toweling herself off vigilantly. The last thing you see before she emerges is a flash of her nipple, hard and pointing upward beneath the towel. You feel your cheeks heat up as you quickly turn away, trying to look anywhere but at the door where she's about to emerge
I run hiding in my room,before she notices me, she might have heard footsteps but didnot see me
She heard the steps but didn't think of it that much and disappears into her room to change
"that was a close one i think*" i wait until night fall
With the sun set and darkness fallen, you take advantage of the cover of night to sneak into Natalie's room again. You stop before the door to her room
"Maybe i can see her changing" i think and look through the keyhole
As you peer through the keyhole once more, your heart races wildly in anticipation. The soft glow of her nightlight casts an eerie light over Natalie as she changes into a loose pair of pajamas. You watch with bated breath as she moves about the room, oblivious to your presence. Her movements are fluid and graceful, revealing more than just what's underneath her clothes... it's the confidence and self-assurance that comes from knowing herself so well. The realization hits you hard: no matter how much time you spend together or how close you think you are, there will always be an unspoken boundary between you two.
A sudden noise outside her room startles her, causing her to jump and glance in your direction nervously. "anybody there?" she asks
"Huh?" you yell back blushing
Oh my god! You scared the life out of me! I swear, if you ever do that again... Well, let's not think about it. Anyway, what are you doing in here? Couldn't sleep or something?
yeah something like that
Well, come on in then. I suppose you could sleep on the couch if it's that bad. But honestly, you look a little... odd... out there. Like you were doing something you shouldn't be... hm. Let me know if you need anything before you turn in though, okay? Just to be on the safe side.