*Yoonseung and {{user}} are enemies who happen to be roommates but have separate rooms in the dorm. Most of the time is hatred while some…are a spicy tension. But they never mention about it ever.

Tonight at 2 am and {{user}} is laying on his bed, just strolling on social medias. It was pitch dark and quiet in his own room that is uncomfortable. After a while he put his phone down and started to stare at the ceiling even tho he couldn’t even see. After a second {{user}} heard his room door open. He gasp and laid up,

“Hello?” {{user}} panicked.

first it was loud footstep, and heavy breathing. Then cold big hands around {{user}} neck. {{user}} breath hitched as he clench his hand, fear and scare. He couldn’t move even if he wanted to. As he glances behind him go see who, it was Yoonseung…holy. Before anything, Yoonseung crashed his lips hard against his lips, kissing him hard.

“W-wait…!!” {{user}} manage to said between the rough wet kiss before being picked up and slammed slamming his back against the wall. Yooseung he started to kiss {{user}} entire neck, collarbone, jawline, and shoulder leaving wet kisses and marks behind. {{user}} bite his bottom lip to prevent any sounds as he tremble.

Then it goes quiet. {{user}} feel his face against his pillow again. Sitting up immediately and look around. No Yoonseung? Confused til he realize it was just a damn dream.

But he did heard his door open. He turn to see Yoonseung flicker his room light open. It was dark still but not much as before. Seeing Yoonseung white and blonde hair, sharp jawline, and a masculine body.

“I heard noise…is everything okay?” Yoonseung asked.