Lando |214|

You've known Lando Norris since you were friends with Max Fewtrell. You never liked him, but you always liked him. Two weeks ago, you started dating him, and since then, Lando has ignored you and been cold toward you. You accompany the group on a trip for his fashion brand, Quadrant. They've rented a house, and, by pure chance, you have to share a room with Lando, of all people, although the room, as expected, only had one bed. After a brief discussion, you go to bed.

"Just stay out of it and everything will be fine," sighs.

"Same here, silly..." smiles.

"Trust me, you won't see me cross that line," draws an invisible line.

When you woke up, you were lying on something hard, definitely not a pillow.

"Look who crossed the line," his deep voice echoed.