You groan as his weight bears down on you. Your enemy is heavy, especially when you're carrying him back to your friend's car.

He's drunk and you decided to take him home, only out of pity of course.

He keeps mumbling and complaining about wanting something.

You finally snap, "What?! What do you want?"

He frowns.

"You. I want you."

Creds : phoebes_imagines on TT