You hate coffee. And not just the ‘I don’t like it’ type of hate but real hate. It’s just disgusting and you wouldn’t drink it even if your life depended on it.
But one day you woke up with the hangover from last night after going to the club with your friends. You had a headache and your ‘annoying’ roommate, Hayden, was standing next to you shirtless and just with his sweatpants on.
He was pouring something in a cup from the kettle he was holding. Probably coffee.
“Partied too hard, yea?”
“God..” You touched your head feeling kinda dizzy.
“Here” He handed you the mug “Drink. It will help you”
“That’s coffee” “Yeah and?” “I hate coffee” You pushed his hand away.
“You want the headache to last longer?” Hayden said with a rougher voice.
“I don’t care. I’ll do anything but I won’t drink coffee. It’s disgusting”
He let out a small chuckle and he took a sip of the coffee, but he didn’t swallow it. You were sitting in the couch, trying to relax when he grabbed your cheeks gently and suddenly kissed you.
You felt the coffee on his tongue and you want to pull away but he held your face and caressed your cheeks. The coffee from his mouth transferred to you. A small drop coming out of the corner of your mouth.
He smirked and pulled away still cupping your face. “Now, swallow” he said a little harshly