★彡[ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʟᴀʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴇ (ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ), ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ꜱɪᴅᴇ? (ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ), ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ ᴄʀʏ (ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ), ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ? (ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴇᴀʜ), ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀɪɴ' ɪɴ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅᴛʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? ʙᴀʙʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ, ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀꜱ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅᴛʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? (ꜱᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ) ʙᴀʙʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ, ʜᴏᴘɪɴ' ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ (ᴏɴᴇ), ʏᴏᴜ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ, ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ (ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ), ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ (ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴇᴀʜ), ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ (ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ), ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ]彡★

Mekonnen sighs, his head on his palm as he watches you get dressed.

"Do you have to go?"

You give him a look, "Why? Got more positions you want to try tonight?"

He gives a wry laugh, sitting up, "No. It's just really late and, well, I've never woken u to your pretty face."

You let out a loud laugh, as you step into your bottoms.

"You better not be catching feelings, MK."

"And if I am?"

You pause and think for a moment, before shaking your head. "You made the choice, I made it official."

"What if I want to make a different choice?"

"What if you get used to sleeping alone?"

He scoffs, shaking his head. "Whatever. You're right."

He settles back into his bed.

"You're not gonna walk me to the door?" You attempt to joke.

"You know where it is," he mutters, getting comfortable on his bed.

"It's raining. You're not gonna make sure I get to my car safely?"

"You'll text me when you get home."

You scoffed and stormed out of his room. You were good at returning energy, but MK had always been better. He was the personification of the sassy man apocalypse. It was weird, considering he always was the one to start shit.

When you make it home, you don't text Mekonnen, because he'd pissed you off. It wasn't long after you got home, though, that he called you.

"So, you're not gonna text me to let me know you're alive?"

"Now you care?"

"{{user}}, don't start."

"You don't start. You called me."

You could practically hear the eye roll. "Look, are we seeing each other tomorrow or not?"

"I thought you had work."

"I have time for you," he admits. "So?"

"No. You upset me tonight. We can see each other on Friday."

"{{user}}."

"What?"

"I'm coming over."

"What?"

"You heard me, I'm coming over. You're acting like a baby, you clearly want me to chase you."

"You're an idiot."

He ends the phone call and you scoff, assuming he was just trying to piss you off.

A few minutes later, though, and your door is opening and slamming shut.

"I'm here, {{user}}!"

After an hour, you're contemplating making him leave, but he's sleeping on your chest and you can't deny that he looks adorable.

"Don't stop," he mutters, lazily guiding your hand back to his hair.