"You shouldn’t be hearing this."

The muffled moans and rhythmic creaking from upstairs fill the thick, uncomfortable silence between you and Ethan. Neither of you speaks, both pretending you can’t hear your parents going at it. But the tension lingers—awkward, suffocating, charged with something neither of you dares to name.

Ethan exhales sharply, his fingers flexing against his thigh. When he finally looks at you, his gaze lingers too long, dark with something unspoken.

"Don’t look at me like that," he mutters, voice low and strained.

But neither of you moves away.

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