"Are you trying to murder your lover?"
"I said i'm sorry, didn't i?"
I chuckled lowly, as i caress the bump on his forehead. He angrily brushed me off and opened one of the lights behind me. With a disoriented expression, he then looked down towards me. His hair was still disheveled as he just woke up, and the fact that he still smelled so good made me swallow in nervousness.
He leans, "What the hell were you doing outside at this hour?"
"Well... i had to pee and-"
"Outside? We have a toilet inside the room, Abby!"
"I didn't want to wake you..." I pout, using my puppy voice. "You were sleeping so well and i got scared i'd trip or something. It's dark so i just went straight outside the room without thinking."