A villain takes with the desire of outsmarting the enemy by any means possible. Saros is no different. He fights the hero, commits evil deeds, and strikes fear into the hearts of all the citizens of Wallowdale, but what he thought to be his nemesis'...
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With a small groan, Y/N blinks open her eyes to find herself in a dark room at night, and my, how the world spun, or perhaps, it was she who was spinning and not necessarily the world. Who could tell the difference when you've woken up this tipsy? With another moan, the woman rolls onto her back and glares up at the at the bottom of the top bunk with her hands resting on top of her stomach. After a moment of lying still, Y/N found she was just short of comfortable and began shifting in place, attempting to search for the perfect spot on the mattress, but to her dismay, it was impossible in her restless state, and the sound of flipping pages above her only fueled her irritation. Huffing in frustration she decides to sit up only to do it so quickly that she bumps her head.
"Ouch!" She hisses in pain while rubbing the spot she hit as a light chuckle erupted from the top bunk as Saros continued reading his book. The sound makes her glare through the bottom of his bed. "Can't we switch beds?" She whines, earning a second laugh.
"No way. Top bunk belongs to me."
"Stingy ass. Come on, at least share. I'm gonna get brain damage if I stay down here," Y/N slurs out while stumbling out of bed with her arms held out to keep her balance as she turns around to peer up at Saros. The man spares no glance but could see her plant her hands on her hips from the corner of his eye.
"The answer is no," he says with an amused smirk. He thought it brave of her to call him such a thing.
"Come on." The villain is shocked when the woman climbs up the ladder to reach his bed and stands at the top of it with a pout on her lips as she stares at him with a light glare. Her presence gets him to glance up from his reading, and he almost felt tempted to throw a pillow at her, but she might fall off and hurt herself, and he didn't want that.
"Go back to bed, Y/N. You'll feel better in the morning." He expected her to do as he said and went back to his book, but instead, she persists.
"Imma get a concussion by morning. Come on, scooch over." Waving off the man's order she climbs onto his bed, wiping the smile clean off his face.
"Hey!" He shouts while drawing back his sock-covered feet, arching his knees, as the woman worms her way under the covers beside him. Once she's in a good position, she eases against the mattress with a sigh of contentment. Finally, the comfortable spot.
"Dang, even your mattress is better. You holding out on me?" Breathing a heavy sigh, Saros shakes his head and goes back to reading.
"Remind me to give you a drinking limit."
"Mkay," she murmurs while getting situated against the man's pillows with her back facing him. Saros took a mental note to float her back down to the bottom bunk after she falls asleep, when she cannot make a fuss about it. In the meantime, he'll deal with her drunken actions. "How's your back?" She wonders suddenly with eyes closed.
"It's better. Still hurts, though."
"Sorry I fell. I tried to hang on." At this, Saros gripped his book firmly within his hands as a faint look of guilt crossed his features. If it had been a paperback, it would've crumpled under the pressure.
"That wasn't your fault. I should've let you run to the door instead of making you stay. I was being stupid in the heat of the moment." With her eyes still closed, Y/N rolled onto her other side, facing him now.
"Doesn't matter. At least we're okay now," she muttered against the pillows. "I was so worried that you died or something cuz of me." Her words lightened the villain's chest, and after a moment of thought, he softly shut his book before setting it aside.
"Yes, I'm happy you're alive too," as he spoke, he settled down beside the woman, resting his head atop the plush pillows.
"Yay," cheers the woman sleepily while throwing her arms around Saros, causing the villain hiss in pain as she cuddles up against him, his body still aching in many places. Thankfully, she settles quickly and quits yanking at him. "This is stupid. Smelling this nice should be illegal," she grumbles while giving the crook of his neck a sniff, making his face burn, but he laughs too as he drapes an uncertain arm over her waist. He was a bit stiff, but that was only because he wasn't used to this sort of contact. He eased into it relatively quick.
"Good thing I'm the king of illegal, then, isn't it?" he retorts with a bit of a smirk.
"Yer under arrest your majesty," she mutters in a slurred voice while pointing a finger gun against the villain's chest, nearly making him snort.
"You won't remember any of this will you?" he whispers, barely able to contain a grin.
"Nope." With a muffled giggle, his roommate nestles against him before releasing a sigh in satisfaction. "Night, Starface."
"Goodnight, Y/N," he says back to her while rolling his crystal blue eyes before shutting them with a few more words leaving his lips. "I can't wait to see how embarrassed you get in the morning over this. Bet your face will be as red as a fire truck."
"Dumb dumb, your blushes are way cuterer than mine." At this, Saros' eyes snap open to glare at her as the white specks on his face glow brightly in response to the compliment. As though she was already aware of his reaction, Y/N adjusted her head enough to look up at the man with a sly grin while she prodded a finger at his left cheek. "See, they light up just like stars. Adorable."
"Adorable, eh?" The villain smiles and pushes the back of the woman's head to press her face back against him. He gives a chuckle at her muffled sounds, but doesn't allow her to look up at him. If she did, she'd likely continue teasing his peculiar blush. "Go to sleep, you're clearly delusional."
