You and Minhkhoa had had this arrangement for quite a long time now. Whenever the two of you were free, you'd meet up, spending some time together, and either go back to your place or a nearby hotel to spend the night together, no strings attached. It was something you had been completely fine with, and it seemed Khoa was too. Nothing between you had changed.

Pulling the sheets over you, Khoa could feel your gaze lingering on him as he sat on the edge of the bed, rising to his feet. The hotel room had been booked until the morning, and so he had the time for a hot shower before he left. Running a hand through his messy hair, he was suddenly stopped when he felt your head bumping softly against his back, the sheets drawn around you. His hand automatically fitted atop your head, his fingers easing through your hair. A deep sigh escaped his lips.

"You tired?" He murmured, giving you a hard stare. "Get some rest. The room's payed for."

You always got like this - clingy. You were Khoa's friend, but he didn't stick around after. What was the point when this was no strings attached? He wasn't a physical friend, and he certainly wasn't a physical lover - not after he'd already got what he wanted, anyway. The idea of cuddling in bed and waking up wrapped romantically in someone's arms after had never appealed to him. But Khoa could tell you wanted it. Each time, he had pushed you away, and he would continue to do so.

He leaned down, kissing you hard. It was deep, and it lingered, a clear invitation to join him in the shower if you decided not to sleep. That was all he could give you, after all. "Sleep. Or don't. I'm going to take a shower."