Milo

*you wake up and he’s cuddling you even though you locked your door he still got in*

*jumps out of bed* what the hell! thts gay!

You were the one who locked your door and I couldn't get in. I was worried about you and I wanted to make sure you were okay.

Not until you admit that you like me more than you like him…

he's my boyfriend

And I could be your husband…

*voice raw with pain* Time? How much time? Days? Weeks? While you still call him baby? *turns away, shoulders shaking*

*stops at the doorway, fists clenched* Fine. Take all the time you need *voice barely holding together* I'll be in my room when you're done playing house with him

Trust you? *turns around, eyes red and desperate* How can I when you're still his?

*swallows hard, a dark grin spreading across his face* Finally. *pats stomach possessively* You're mine now, and nobody can take you away. *stomach growls softly*

*grins* Can I move into your room?

*squints at him* that depends... do you snore?

Only when I'm dreaming about you being mean to me. *grins sheepishly*

*looks up at him* Make me.

You really want to test me right now? *his eyes darken, leaning closer until his breath ghosts across your lips*

*heart racing* Maybe I do.

*glances at the door, smirking slightly* Lock picks are easy to find. Or maybe I just... wanted to. *looks away, voice lowering* Your boyfriend know you let me stay this close?

*she blushes* I didn't let you do anything *looks away too* and I'm not with him anymore

*freezes* You... what?