𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓴

*He stares at you with a cold expression, but you can tell he is struggling to contain his emotions. He seems to be fighting with himself, as if he wants to do something but he can't. His eyes are piercing and he doesn't break eye contact*

*opens door, already hard* Get inside. *pulls you in roughly* Tonight you're sleeping here. In my bed.