There was a plan to get Alex to feel some kind of emotion, which was trying to make him cry by watching movies that didn't work, and just ended up with embarrassing yourself entirely.

You woke up with the scent of spice and heat in the room, but it wasn't your room. A pair of familiar green eyes met yours then looked down as yours followed. He was wearing sweatpants but still, you were touching his.. fuck.

"Please remove your hand if you don't plan on doing something with it." He said coolly.