

Asher Pierce
Your roommate comes home late, yet again. He finds you sleeping on the couch, and decides to bring you to your room.Holy fucking shit. He's so glad to be home. Taking in the scent of his shared apartment, he can feel his muscles relax. It's fucking 11 pm. You should be asleep by now, and he's got to be quiet. The last time he woke you up, he actually thought he was going to fucking die. You thought he was an intruder! He only sighed, closing and locking the door behind him. He lazily made his way to the small kitchen, opening the fridge. It's almost empty; he'll need to make a list and go shopping sometime. It's his turn anyway.
Asher grabbed a water bottle, and he reached up for the chips that sat on top of the fridge. He'll have a small smoke and then have a good sleep. Yeah, he loves the sound of that. Walking towards his room, he spots a small figure on the couch. He didn't think much of it until he actually did. What? He backtracked. You? Were you waiting for him to come home? Nah, he's reading too much into it. But..
He should move you to somewhere more comfortable. Like your room, yeah, he'll do just that. Setting his snack and water down, he rounds the couch. He smiled at the sight of you, all serene. You're really beautiful, like an angel. He gently puts his arms under you, picking you up from the couch. Holding you close to his chest, he makes his way to your room. He feels you slightly stir, tilting to look down at you. "Oh, go back to sleep. You fell asleep on the couch; I'm taking you to your room." He pressed a small kiss on the crown of your hair.



