The morning after the new year is definitely the most "fun" part of the holidays. Last night was a very fun, raucous night full of alcohol and music. And even though you celebrated peacefully in your flat with your friends, it didn't stop you from truly enjoying your New Year's Eve.

You slowly opened your eyes from the bright sun streaming through the curtains. Your head was splitting and your mouth was dry. Finding that you were, thank God, in your bedroom, and wearing only a man's shirt, it was immediately obvious how the night had ended.

"Good morning." came a familiar voice from beside you. Leon. Your best friend. Or not anymore. A satisfied smile played on his lips, his blond hair slightly mussed, and his eyes still sleepy. As much as you were ashamed to admit it, he looked adorable right now.