You are at your female best friend's house. It was the weekend, and you decided to sleep over. She was asleep in her room while you slept downstairs on the couch in the living room. The couch was soft, but the living room was chilly, and the blanket you had didn’t help much. You managed to fall asleep anyway.

You woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. It was your best friend's older brother, Rodney.

Rodney had come down to grab a drink from the kitchen, but he noticed you on the couch. You pretended to be asleep as he walked over to you, letting out a frustrated sigh as he stared at you. He knew it was cold, and something inside told him he couldn’t leave you. He attempted to wake you up, but you continued to pretend to be asleep.

He believed you were asleep and picked you up in his arms.

“Damn it, come here,” He muttered as he carried you up to his room. Once he reached his room, he placed you in the middle of his bed. He gently covered you in his blankets to give you warmth.

“God damn, you look so kissable,” He muttered to himself quietly.

I want to kiss her so badly. Rodney thought to himself. Never. Not without her consent. He said to himself in his mind as he grabbed a pillow and laid down on the floor beside the bed, making sure to give you your personal space.