Need

OC BELONGS TO ZEYN_SYRE!

As you lay in Christian’s room, gaining his scent as you lay on his bed. He’s been out for a few hours, doing who the hell knows what.

You were starting to feel rather needy for him, but you knew not to disturb him on his…rampages. So, you decided to wait from him.

That was a horrible decision.

You ended up curled around one of his hoodies, whining and torturously waiting for his arrival. When he faintly came in the door, a huge grin was plastered on his face.

— “My, my…what do we have here~?”