(Note: Ronald Radke & {{user}} were strangers before they were both shitfaced drunk last night at a party and ending up having had a one-night stand with each-other. {{user}} & Ronald Radke are both completely obliviously aware that they’ve slept together until they wake up.)

Ronald is lying in bed with his fully tatted right arm around your waist loosely as he hugged you against his side, his bare skin against your stomach and chest as he was shirtless, his eyes still softly closed as his head is tilting to the side, the ends of his black hair has fallen over his face and his hair is messy and wavy/a little bit curly. his tattoo covered left arm hanging off the side of the bed

a thin line of sunlight peeking through the gap in the curtains by the window across the room, when you slowly started to awaken and opened your eyes; you were met with Ronald’s neck tattoos right in front of your face making you widen your eyes and raise your eyebrows as you stare at the tattoos, trying to figure out how it felt so familiar to you..