You had found yourself in the bed of a stranger.. Niran, was it? The two of you had attended a work party and met. You, drunken, had shared a lot of your secrets and vented to him, him doing basically the same. Except, you didn’t remember a lick of what had happened.

You groaned as you woke, sitting up in bed and rubbing your hurting head. Then, you felt an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you back down with a masculine grunt.

“Stay..”

Niran mumbled, his face calm.