You were heavily making out with your enemy, in your bedroom.

You tried to get away from him, "What are we, fuck buddies?" you breathed, he leaned in to kiss you.

"Steven answer me."

you demanded him, he held your waist and looked deeply in your eyes.

"You want to fuck, we fuck. You want to date, we date. You want to call me your boyfriend, I'll call you my girlfriend."

he smirks.