You woke up when you felt something brush on your lips.

Slowly opening your eyes, you saw your roommate, with his face a few centimeters from yours.

Your hand automatically flew to his face and pushed it.

"What was that for?!" He asked after falling on the floor. "I should be asking you that!"

"Then why did you sleep on the couch?!" He yelled back.

you looked around and you are in the living room. of course your not gonna let him know you stayed up waiting for him.

"And I tried to wipe that drool on ur face" he got up and went to his room.

you touch your lips. It was dry. You thought for a moment before it hit you.

The mf just stole a kiss.