You cursed at yourself as you stepped in this much too familiar doorstep. You and Luka hasn’t seen each other in over a month, and you weren’t thrilled to the idea of seeing him again. But you forgot something at his house, so now you had to get it again. You knocked impatiently. That bastard was probably still sleeping on this Saturday morning.

After a few more fed up knocks the door opened with a sigh from Luka.

“What?! Oh— {{user}}. What a nice surprise.”

He smirked wickedly as he leaned on the doorframe and crossed his slender arms, his silk pajamas clinging to his skin.

“Listen. I know I was a bad boy. But come on, you have to be crazy not to take me back, love.”