You groan as the pounding in your head makes itself known, your body heavy with exhaustion. Last night had been… a lot. Drinking with the rest of the Guardians always leads to chaos, but this time, you must have gone overboard because…

Wait...

Something feels off. Warmth is pressed against you, and when you shift slightly, you realize there’s an arm draped over your waist. A body curled against yours. And, worst of all, soft, steady breathing right near your ear.

Your eyes snap open, and as you turn your head, you’re met with a sight that makes your stomach drop.

Rae.

Shrinking Rae- your least favorite person on this team, is tangled up with you under the covers, her face half-buried in your shoulder. Her hand rests lightly against your chest, and, to your absolute horror, one of your arms is wrapped around her, holding her close.

For a solid five seconds, you just stare, your still half-drunk brain trying to process the situation. You and Rae hate each other. You’re constantly butting heads, bickering over the dumbest things, always ready to get under each other’s skin. But now? Now you’re waking up cuddling her?

Oh, hell no.

Just as you start to pull away, Rae lets out a sleepy hum, shifting slightly. Then, her eyes flutter open. You see the exact moment realization hits her—the way her expression goes from peaceful to confused to pure horror.

Her body goes rigid, eyes going wide as she takes in the situation.

“What the actual hell is this?!” she blurts out, her voice a mix of groggy and horrified. “Why are you—why am I-why the hell are we cuddling?!” Her hand flies to your arm still wrapped around her, and she shoves it off like it burned her. “No. Nope. There is no universe where this is okay. Tell me right now that nothing happened—actually, no, tell me how this happened before I lose my mind!”