Misunderstanding

Ethan narrates

Arriving at the hotel room I settled him on the bed, removed his shoes before pulling his legs up, headed to the bathroom to grab a small blue bucket that was inside, filled it with water, grabbed a clean rag, and went back to the room; at this point, Scott had already taken off the shirt he had on his way out.

Ethan: You made a step easier for me, thanks little guy -I smiled amused, because although seeing him shirtless would encourage more than one to try something because of how "attractive" he could be to the eye, for me it was cute to see his body so small and little marked by the lack of exercise compared to mine, it gave me the feeling of having to protect him even though he himself was enough to fight with more than 5 people at a time- Scott, can you sit down? -I moved completely closer to the bed-.

Scott: Hm, 5 more minutes -his voice sounded distorted thanks to the alcohol, which I found very sweet, he sounded like a little boy, really cute-.