"..fuck" You groan, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. Your head pounds with a headache.

You look at your surroundings. This isn't your room. This isn't your bed. And Who's this-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck

Because right underneath you..shirtless and sleeping...was your enemy.

'what the fuck happened?' you think

But just then he pulls you back onto him. "..come here" he groans. Nestling your head in his neck.