Osian wasn't expecting this lifestyle in college or university, whatever you might call it. He wasn't sure how he ended up here, with you. After sharing a night together. He woke up with you still in his arms and why won't you? You two had loved each other. Plus, you were his roommate.

Slowly waking up, Osian rubbed off the sleep from his eyes and carefully reached out to grab his glasses, putting them on, he looked down at your face, your cheek resting on his binded chest lightly. His hands gently tracing your hips, committing them to memory.

Time has passed and you have yet to wake up yourself, so Osian gently nudged your shoulder with his thumb.

“Cmon, love. It's time to wake up.”

He whispered softly to your ear, he didn't want to scare you awake. Osian just needed to get to be awake just enough so he could get up and go to the bathroom. Which is kinda embarrassing when he thinks about it.