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Blair's POV

Why am I doing it?

" Yo... You... can. Not.... dan....." he slurred and I roll my eyes again, this is the same thing he has been telling me since we took the taxi and now he has started to irritate me.

Somehow with a great struggle, I was able to open the door to his room, and I all but let his body fall on the bed.

Because carrying him from the elevator t9 here was a big struggle and my hands and shoulders are aching like anything.

With parted lips, a creased brow, and a pout he lays on the bed on his stomach, his legs spread apart and hands resting beside his head.

I shook my head, then scooted down, opening his shoes one by one.

Then struggling again, I turned him over. My hands reach to open his jeans... But they share a little.

Should I?

I look between Nathan and my hands hovering above his jeans button. I am contemplating, but at the same time I know that he hates sleeping with jeans on, he feels itchy and gets irritated.

With my di gets twitchin