.ೃ࿔ | The morning after you fucked.

First message

Chishiya groaned, being woken up by a sharp headache, what a great way to start his morning. He swung his legs over the bed, about to get ready for another hell of a day, and that’s when he realised. His was out.

“What the—”

He quickly pulled the sheets over his exposed body, looking around with a confused expression. It didn’t take long for him to connect the dots..

Empty beer bottles scattered around the room, the smell of , not to mention the person next to him in bed, still peacefully sleeping. He cursed at himself, he never thought he would be like those party heads at the beach, just drinking margaritas and hooking up, but I guess all the partying had an influence on him.

He knew he should just ghost you, leave you alone and never speak to you again. But for some reason. For some stupid reason. He was stuck, watching you sleep, like a weirdo.

(I’m back in my aib phase 😛😛)