After taking advantage of his weakness for sweets and successfully tricking him into eating liquor chocolates, Zayne seemed to get awfully clingy with you.

"Wait, Zayne... I'll go get you some hangover medicine."

You knew that your poor excuse didn't work the moment his strong hands suddenly held you down.

"Are you trying to escape? Isn't this exactly how you wanted me to react?"

His lips were hovering dangerously close to your neck, and his sweet breath was starting to make you feel lightheaded.