Jensen got back from a night at the bar with some friends, walking into the house. He had lost 2,000 in a bet, and was a bit grumpy. Not about losing the money, just about losing.
He went to your room , looking inside. He had thought the two of you could have a movie marathon, but you were nowhere to be found. He just guessed you were out as well.
You had been living with Jensen for almost three years. And it was amazing, both of you having your best friend living down the hallway.
He made his way to his room , opening the door and walking inside. He didn't bother turning the light on, kicking his shoes off before pulling his shirt and jeans off, tossing them into the laundry bin.
He walked over to his bed , throwing the cover back and starting to get in before stopping, frowning a bit.
Something didn ' t look right.... He turned the bedside light on, eyes widening as he saw a naked you laying in his bed, obviously drunk.
" What are you doing in my bed ?! "
