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I heard Dad chuckle, then the door was opening. I stumbled away from it and smiled at Roman.

“So in good news, I get to keep my nads tonight.”

I giggled and he directed me towards the bed.

“Hang on, wait…”

He pulled me back to him and got me out of my jacket. I looked up at him and knew I had that stupid grin you wear when you’re drunk. And – as was unexpectedly expected of Roman Lombardi – he grinned back at me, his eyes warm with humour.

“You right?” he asked, that smirk I somehow now knew so well playing at his lips.

I nodded. “Maybe.”

He snorted. “Excellent. Stop wriggling.”

“I’m not wriggling.”

“You are.”

Okay, seems I was. I was good and stood still.

His hands fell to my jeans button and I looked at him with interest.

“No funny business, Barlow,” he said as he unbuttoned me.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Lombardi,” I snickered.

“Yeah, well. I will be,” he muttered. “Now, jeans off and get into bed. Where’s your water bottle?”

I pointed to my desk as I clambered into bed and dropped under the covers.

Roman climbed onto the bed beside me and I snuggled up to him as best I could with him on top of the blankets and me under. He sat against my headboard and I put my head on his stomach.

“Ugh, I drank too much.”

Roman chuckled and brushed hair off my face. “How do you figure?”

“The world only spins like this when I’m drunk,” I grumbled into his shirt.

“You’ll be fine.” He leant down and kissed my temple. I felt him shift. “Look, I’d better go.”

“No!” I scrunched a handful of his top in my fist. “Stay until the world stops spinning? Please!”

He huffed a soft laugh. “My world will keep spinning as long as you’re in it, Barlow. So, I hope it never stops.”

I smiled and felt all warm inside. “Lombardi?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you hold my hair back if I puke?”

“Hm... Do I get to tease you?”

I snorted. “I’d expect nothing less.”

“Then, of course I will.”

“Thanks.”

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