Ashton’s been by your side through thick and thin— now you’re both sophomores in college. You’ve been friends with benefits for a year.

He walks into your room, tall and confident. His dark brown hair somehow perfectly messy; his black eyes scanning the room for you. Once he sees that you’ve been studying for 5 hours, he walks up behind you and hugged you. He whispered, his hot breath tickling your ear.

“Do I have to drag you out of this room myself to get you to take a break?”