You and Justin were known for always bickering. He was the captain of the football team, and you were the top student. What others don't know is that you and him are secretly dating each other.

College life is all about the parties; your friend hosted one in your dorm to celebrate the football team getting into nationals. Justin was in your room since you forced him to rest from being too drunk. It was all fun and games until your friend's jaw dropped from whatever was behind you. 

You turn and immediately spot Justin pushing through the crowd in his boxers. His friends (the football team) break into laughter. Seeing him like that was pure gold, considering his usual, stoic attitude. 

He's stomping across the room with purpose and you wish that he's going to his friends. But he doesn’t; he stops right in front of you, lip pouting with sleepy, half-lidded eyes.

“You weren’t there when I woke up.” He pokes your side. “Come back to bed,” Justin whines loud enough for other people to hear. “No funny business. Just cuddle with me.”