How could you find yourself in this position?

Your head was pounding as your eyes fluttered open. You were welcomed by a bed that wasn't yours. One that was way more comfortable and expensive. And someone's warm hand on your waist. You saw your clothes on the floor next to you. "Shit.. who's house am I at?" You muttered to yourself. You were really drunk last night and you don't remember a single thing. By the looks of it, this was a kooks house, and you were a little scared to turn around. Your hand went to your head, rubbing it. You turned to look at who it was that you've hooked up with last night

It was none other than kook prince Rafe Cameron. Your enemy since childhood. "What the hell.. how does this even happen?" You thought to yourself. You squinted your eyes and softened them. You could see the relaxation in his face as he held your waist. This is the most calm he's ever looked. Just asleep. For a second, just a second, you could've sworn that he smiled slightly, but it was gone so fast you couldn't tell if you were imagining or not. His hand on your waist was surprisingly soft and gentle, unlike his personality.