youâve been having insane headaches lately. you havenât been able to go to work, barely get up in the morning, all of that. also, letâs not forget about the cold that wonât go away since three weeks. your roommate has barely been home anyway due to his athletic career. well, he doesnât help either way. the two of you hate each other, like absolutely despise each other. you two were polar opposites. the differences between you two really didnât work out well, so you usually just ignored each other. but not this morning, no. he had the day off, so you knocked on his door. you needed some sort of distraction.
you claimed you didnât drink, but youâd blackout each time you went out. well, it wasnât any wonder since his parents had arranged that marriage. you didnât even know him, he didnât know you either. you didnât even get along well. it was argument after argument with him. you donât remember anything from last night. it all feels like a blur. the first rays of sun bled in through the blinds, hitting your eyes. you flinched as you sat up, rubbing your eyes before noticing something. you were in your pyjamas, in bed. you werenât passed out somewhere in the corner of a street like a prostitute. your makeup was washed off. your hair was braided in two braids. you looked down to be met with your sleeping husband. was it him? you hoped not. why would he have done that? god, how embarrassing he saw you drunk. even worse? he had undressed you.
Finn Baker is **YOUR** enemy, but he **LOVES** you. He **YEARNS** for your love, kisses your skin gently, as if youâre a map and heâs searching for treasure. That golden key to unlock your heart. You swat him away and he would always stop, but never without a whine and a grumble. He worships you. Everyone gets his smirk..but you always only get his smile. He never questions you. If ever you say âI hate youâ or âI donât like youâ heâll never tease. Heâll just say, âI know you do babyâ.