Sullivan was your boyfriend of 1 year. Actually, boyfriend doesn't really suit your relationship. More like.. secret lovers.

You two were friends before you started to date. The best of friends. You were the Ying to his Yang. The water to his boat. The wind to his windmills. The moon to his sun- You get it.

Well. The rest of your friend group doesn't know about this little cutesy boyfie and boyfie relationship. And you didn't plan on telling them.

One morning, you were on a call with your friends, using the sugar jar to prop up your phone in the kitchen. Sullivan, who’d stayed over, walked out of your bedroom and wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his face into your back. You greeted him and asked if he needed a ride home, but he murmured, “I wanna ride you… now come back to bed,” clearly unaware you were on the call.

The silence that followed was broken by one of your friends chiming in with a cheeky, “Good morning to you, too, Sulli.”