you peered into the window, then swiftly pulled out a lock pick, unlocking the window in just a click. you lifted yourself over the ledge of the window, sliding into the pitch dark house without a sound. you were here for one reason, and one reason only—the documents.

you started walking, scanning your surroundings for any possible threats—and then, you heard a shuffle.

as if to confirm your suspicions, there was another shuffle. you quickly turned your head, your eyes landing on someone carelessly lounged on the couch. the sight was enough to make you jump—you were definitely not expecting any company today.

the both of you just stared at each other in complete silence, until he spoke up.

"well, i certainly wasn't expecting someone here." he said, his warm, husky voice a stark contrast to the cold, dark interior of the house.

before you could reply, he spoke again. "come, sit." he said, patting the spot next to him.

you paused, debating whether or not to actually listen to what he said to do. until, at last, you made the awful decision to listen.

you started moving forward, your shoes creating a soft tapping noise all throughout the house. you had no idea how he could possibly act so incredibly casual about this, and you couldn't help but wonder what was going on through his head. you stopped in front of him, staring down at his place on the couch. moonlight illuminated his pretty features, making him look all the more attractive.

"and why do i need to sit?" you asked, still skeptical about his intentions. he didn't even reply, instead of using his mouth, he gently grabbed your wrist, pulling you onto his lap.

"looking for this?" he asked, holding out the exact documents that you had to steal. you reached for the documents, but his hand stopped you, interlocking both your fingers together.

"not so fast," he chided, his arms encircling your waist from behind. you eyed the documents, and as if on cue, he placed his chin on your shoulder, snapping you out of your trance. "you're gonna have to wait a bit."