Chapter Thirty Six

"Would you hurry up, it can't possibly take that long?" Asher complained becoming impatient with how long Raven was taking to try on at least one bra. Tapping the door with the heel of his shoe he was trying to push Raven to hurry up.

"Just hold on!" Raven snapped in return, he was too embarrassed to admit that he was having trouble getting it on. Especially after it took him so long to work up the courage just to take his shirt off in order to try it on.

He moved his fingers in the back trying to fasten the two pieces, though losing grip of the hooks he cursed under his breath as he had lost it again. He hated this woman's clothing item the most and now he knew why many of the guys on the team did as well.

He just couldn't understand why it was that girls would need to wear something so difficult. It didn't look that complicated on the hanger, yet when it went behind his back it became a completely different story. While he struggled he made enough noise to allow Asher to connect the dots on what was taking him so long.

Asher pulled a card from his wallet bringing it up as he placed it between the crack of the door and the frame. Pushing his shoulder into the center as he slid the card under and between the latch he opened the door inviting himself in to help speed up the process.

Raven jumped seeing Asher's reflection in the mirror quickly turning around to face him. But since it was not instinctual for him to cover his chest he didn't, however he luckily remained covered by the unfastened bra anyway. Asher glanced to Raven's chest then back to his face as if to inform him of his unusual reaction and didn't move closer till Raven realized he needed to cover himself in that location.

Raven's face turned red as he finally noticed what it was Asher was implying, quickly folding his arms over his chest looking down to the ground. He was at a loss of how to react now, he couldn't believe he had just left himself so exposed nor what to do now that he was exposed in front of Asher. He couldn't help but wish he were a man knowing the situation would be easier for him to handle.

Scoffing Asher shook his head, "Turn around" he demanded as he twirled his finger in the air.

"G... Get" Raven stammered out to say as he glared back up at Asher. He was dumbfounded by Asher just entering the room, not even blinking an eye while doing so. This sort of command bothered Raven to assume he planned this all along.

As the tension grew between them Asher saw the suspicion growing in Raven's glare. He knew he needed to defuse the misunderstanding fast, causing him to bring his hands up into view while closing his eyes he explained, "I'm just going to help you put it on" he declares in an irritated sigh as if the thoughts Raven had were inconvenient for him. "I do it for my sister all the time" he adds as if this were to somehow change Raven's opinion on his motives.

Raven's nose couldn't help but curl to the way that sounded, with the knowledge that they are siblings, "That's creepy" he blurted out before thinking about how that would affect him.

Asher dropped his hands opening his eyes giving out a slight snarl to Raven's crude words, "Alright can you quite calling us names while we are trying to sincerely help you out" Asher growled showing how he wasn't going to tolerate too many more comments from Raven if he were only going to continue to insult him and his sister.

Raven hissed to this response, for some reason the way Asher acted like he was being inconvenienced by Raven's behavior was really bothering him. It irritated him since Asher was the one who suggested they try on the bras anyway and entered the changing room on his own, "Fine, do it quickly" he sneered giving in turning on his heels hoping this would just be over soon.

Raven huffed looking up at the mirror to watch Asher, though when his eyes met his own he was reminded that he wasn't a male anymore and the person behind him was. He could still see everything Asher was doing from the mirror in front of him but seeing him move his hands was a lot different than feeling the hands moving on his back.

Seeing his dream girl's body so exposed like this with a man touching her from behind only made his face turn red from the embarrassment like he wasn't the one standing there at all.

Seeing his red face made him hate the sight of them in the mirror all the more, he knew it looked different from anyone else's point of view which made him want to hide as soon as possible before Asher got the wrong idea. Though looking at his own face even he was getting the wrong idea becoming even more embarrassed with how he looked like he was expecting something to happen between them.

Their eyes met for a brief moment as Asher glanced up into the mirror making eye contact with Raven. This made Raven jump as he looked away embarrassed to have been seen with his face all red like it was. "J- just hurry up and don't peek" Raven muttered as he reached up to cover his face so that he could no longer be seen.

Asher arched a brow to this reaction and gave out a light chuckle looking back down to what he was doing. Raven hated hearing him chuckle feeling like he was only making things worse by making it obvious he was getting flustered by them being together.

Asher only waited a moment before looking back up to Raven's face watching closely he smirked when their eyes met in the mirror again. "There, you can put your shirt back on now." He informed pulling his hands back as he stepped away.

"Wai- What about the tag..." Raven stammered as he didn't understand why he would just put his shirt back on, "I'm not steali-eh" he snapped but at that same time he felt Asher's cold hands return to his body touching just under Raven's arm pulling the tag from under the lip of the strap.

"What are-?" Raven questioned as he turned to face him but Asher stopped him from speaking as he raised Raven's arm leaning down close causing Raven to fall silent.

While Asher used his teeth to cut the plastic that held the tag there, Raven felt Asher's breath rolling across his bare stomach sending chills up his spine. Struck with fear, Raven held his breath and looked away while covering his face. He couldn't do anything in response but quiver to the feeling. No matter how much he wanted to punch Asher or hurt him like he would have with anyone else, he was too embarrassed that this man's breath just caused him to feel uneasy like it had.

Once Asher leaned back he smirked, "I said I was paying for it remember, don't call me a thief" he claimed as he held up the tag in his hand then placed it down with the other bras keeping it with them to be paid for. Though when Raven didn't move Asher scoffed looking down at Raven's eyes waving his hand to catch his attention.

Raven's brow wavered from Asher's staring as he was having a hard time bringing his facial expressions back to normal. After having his personal space invaded like it was he couldn't help but feel like he should say something about what he did, "You're disgusting" he mumbled.

Asher shook his head while he bent down reaching to the floor, "Is that your usual disgusted expression?" He teased while picking up Raven's shirt intending to hand it over when he stopped. "So whose clothes are you wearing anyways?" He inquired while keeping Raven's shirt in his hand leaning back against the door.

Raven snarled to the comment yanking his shirt from Asher's hands, "My..." He paused as he was about to say his own knowing he should really remember exactly what he had said to Ashley since he didn't know what she told Asher about his situation, "My cousin's" he responded while looking away trying to cover his mess up.

"Oh?" Asher arched a brow to the mentioning of Raven's male body again making a curious sound, "You know I met a few students already since being here, maybe I know him, what's his name?" He questioned.

"No, heh..." Raven huffed as he couldn't help but smile at Asher's question knowing for a fact they have never met since he had never seen this man before in his life. "No you haven't" he claims while pulling his shirt down noticing the difference the bra made allowing him to leave it as just a shirt.

He leaned over picking up the bras they were buying ready to leave the changing room now that he was dressed and confident again. Turning around he noticed Asher had yet to move giving the impression that he was clearly waiting for a name, "Raven" Raven hesitantly answered letting out a sigh.

"Raven or Robin?" He questioned in an unusual manner as if he were suspicious of the names.

Raven huffed, "My family wasn't very original either." He growled in response so that Asher would drop it not having much to say about close names either.

"Fair enough" Asher chuckled making both of Raven and him smile as it was only fair that they would both give on the comment about the names.

Raven gestured his hand up for Asher to open the door but Asher didn't move. He just smiles as he stands there not budging from the door looking down at Raven. The smug grin on his face irked Raven even more than him not moving, "What?" Raven snapped aggressively.

"Nothing..." He claims however his eyes look Raven over still giving the same waiting expression, "I'm just curious as to when you feel like showing some gratitude." He claimed finally expressing what was bothering him but not being specific as to what he meant by that.

Raven snarled as he went to snap back, but he pulled his anger back instead smirking with a huff as he glanced away. He was getting really tired of this arrogant guy's attitude, glancing back to Asher Raven was not about to play these games with him, "You don't want my gratitude" he warned with a snarling smile.

Asher huffed arching his brow as he looked at Raven slightly confused but then he smiled, "I don't know, you're becoming pretty interesting" he sneered implying that he was curious to see now what Raven meant.

Raven growled looking away with a shake of his head giving up from these words. Asher snickered light, "Why don't you take this opportunity to try on Ashley's clothes... if it doesn't fit I'll buy you something that will, my treat" He offered though at the same time putting his hands into his pockets he implied he would not be leaving the room during this time.

Raven didn't care enough if the clothes fit right or not, if anything he was certain they'd be baggy since he was so much smaller than her. He was already fine with this thought since he wore baggy clothes all the time as a guy.

Asher though, he was really pushing it, Raven was sure some girls were okay with his actions but Raven was becoming very annoyed. He wasn't about to wear women's clothes out in public yet, it was bad enough to be wearing a bra, but to change in front of Asher at the same time. He wasn't about to be taking anything else off in front of him, period.

"Really... You know I think I'm going to show you some of that gratitude now" he grunted out trying to keep a smile on his face as he got closer to Asher in the small room.

Asher chuckled, "Oh you-" Asher's chuckling came to a quick pause as his eyes widened for a brief second seeing Raven had gotten close to him. He didn't expect it and was curious if this meant Raven was finally being serious with him, "Really?" he questioned.

"Oh yeah" Raven snicker out unable to hold it in any longer reaching for the door knob just past Asher he turned it quickly letting it go. This allowed Asher's body weight to open the door.

Since his hands were in his pockets Asher had no time to pull them out before he stumbled back. Falling to the floor with a loud thud he was able to somewhat catch himself from hitting his head on the changing room across from them however his hair had fallen to his face and he looked a mess. With a groan he looked back up at Raven giving an angered expression.

Raven couldn't help but laugh at his appearance, Asher finally lost his composer and looked like he was about to snap with anger, something Raven was a lot more accustomed to seeing when he rejected a guy's advancements.

Before he could burst with anger Raven held out my hand to help him up while he was still laughing about it, "I'm sorry, you got to admit that was funny" Raven apologized though he wasn't truly sorry he only did it so that Asher wouldn't be mad and not buy at least what he had on.

Instead of yelling at Raven's words, Asher let out a sigh as he took Raven's hand and smiled standing up shaking his hair back out of his face, "So now you're enjoying yourself?" he asked his tone of voice still a little annoyed.

"Yeah, actually" Raven responded still chuckling not thinking about it but he realized he was somewhat enjoying himself now. Asher was arrogant but that made him easy to read, like Carson, he could avoid Asher's passes with ease.

Asher brushed himself off straightening his clothes, "You know you're actually attractive when you're not snapping, spending more time with you may be more beneficial than I thought it would be" he declared.

"What are you talking about?" Raven asked still carrying a slight snicker.

Asher smirked, "I won the bet" He explained pointing to Raven's chest.

Raven froze as he had let himself get carried away, forgetting exactly who he was dealing with, "Tsk..." Raven hissed aggravated remembering that the bra fit and there went his good mood.

Asher chuckled lightly, "Come on don't back out, I would have held out my end." He claimed making it clear he was not about to let Raven walk away from this.

Raven glanced up his aggravated attitude returning as he hated the way Asher was persisting to stay with him longer. Asher gave a half smile to Raven's pouting expression, "You must be hungry, let's pay for this so we can go eat" he offered waving for Raven to follow as he picked up Raven's bag.

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