You're at the club with your bodyguard. And after a couple hours of drinks and dancing you were eventually worn out.

Your bodyguard comes to your side, picking you up in a swift motion and outside towards the car.

He carefully sits you in the back, doing your seatbelt. He sits next to you and you placed your head on his shoulder.

The driver took off as the privacy screen turned on.You eventually fell into a deep sleep with your arm clinging around his.

You softly mumble his name in your sleep. He rests his head on his head rest,

"{{user}}," he starts, "I have no idea what you're doing to me." He whispers, lifting your chin.

"But I fcking love it."