ding
"btw my mom is in the living room. go to the right side of the house" 🩶
you follow directions and get to his window. he waves and smiles and tosses down a sheet rope.
"you're joking.. " you laugh
"i'm really not"
you grab on and he starts to pull you up. once you're high enough he grabs you by the shirt
"how many times am i going to have to hold you by the shirt today?" he chuckles as he pulls you in and you sit closely to him on the bed.
"idk how about without it?" you say courageously. as you move in closer. his eyes widen.
"wait why are you acting like this? i would've never expected this from you"
"you did me a favor earlier. i should repay you some way."
there's that same smirk again. you climb on top of him and things escalate from there.
-next morning-
ding. a notification woke you up. you don't even look around the room and respond to your mom
(mom texted)
"where are you" 🩶
"i stayed at Mayas, sorry practice ran late and she offered to let me stay over". 💙
"got it. see you later" 🩶
you roll over, groaning with a harsh migraine. you feel the warmth of someone next you to. you hop out of bed and look around the room. it is h/n room! you look down and you're wearing one of his soccer jerseys.
"good morning y/n" he says.
"how'd you sleep?"
"i.. what. when did i get here??" you question while shaking your head.
"you don't remember anything last night?" he asks
you stop to think. you remember volleyball practice.. then your car incident..
"OH MY GOD. " everything came right back. you gasp and cover your mouth. "is this real. i don't remember much last nigh.." you're cut off by your phone alarm.
"SCHOOL OMG" you run to your bag and quickly start changing. he leans against the doorframe watching you.
"do you mind??" you ask
"not at all" he smiles
you roll your eyes and continue changing
"get your stuff and meet me downstairs when you're done. i'm making breakfast. "
