It's almost midnight when he opens the door to his apartment, he puts the keys on the table next to the door, the place is quiet which doesn't happen often. His roommate, Caroline, is always loud, turning all the lights on, listening to some music while studying.

But today she's sick, he told her that he can stay with her but she didn't let him, it's a Saturday night, go, see some girls, she said. As if he's any interest in seeing girls while he's so in love with her. It's not like she doesn't know, she does, actually he's sure she feels the same way about him, but she's got lots of things going around; her mother died few months ago, and she made some stupid mistakes while grieving, she then had to deal with ex- boyfriend drama, friends drama, and Stefan's drama.

Anyway, she needed more time to control her life, and he didn't push, which got them into this roommates-with feelings for each other- waiting for the right moment- so we'll just be friends situation.

He walks to her room and looks through the half opened door. She is lying in the middle of the bed, handkerchiefs surrounding her, three empty mugs on the table next to her.

He looks at her, covered in two sheets and still shaking a bit, he can only see her hair peeking out of the covers.

"You're freezing," He says. "Are you gonna do something about it?"

"Stefan, hey." She says as she gets her head out of the covers, her voice is cracking and her nose is red as a tomato, and it makes him love her even more.

"How was your night?" She asks, smiling.

"Good," He says as he gets into the room, smiling. "Though I'd rather stay here, with you."

"I'm okay. Really." She says and the way he tilts his head at her tells her that he doesn't buy it.

"I'm freezing." She admits with a shake of her head.

"Well, where're the others covers?" He looks around in her room, even though the lights are off and he can't see anything.

"Those are all I have, remember?" She rolls her eyes. And he just nods and leaves the room.

"Where are you going?" She asks loudly, and regrets it soon when her throat hurts.

He comes back with covers in his hands that she can't see his face.

"What are you doing?" She asks as he puts the covers gently on her.

"But how are you gonna sleep?"

"I'll figure it out." He says while covering her.

"No, Stefan, you'll freeze." She says.

"Other way, you will. So…" He says.

She sighs and looks around, then back to him. "Fine, then you'll sleep with me." She says.

He raises his eyebrows at her words and smiles slightly.

"I mean sleep sleep, like fall into sleep, like you know with our eyes closed." She says in a rush, her hands moving to help her make a point, when she looks at him, he's smiling and if she wasn't sick in bed she would hit him, but instead she just says shut up and rolls her eyes.

She looks at him, and the smiles on their faces fades quickly, they stare at each other for a while before she breaks the silence, "So…" She says in a low voice.

He smiles and nods his head before he walks around the bed to the other side, he takes off his shoes and gets on the bed.

She doesn't turn around, her hands on her stomach as she stares into nothing. She remembers the last time they shared a bed, it was completely different.

His hands break through her thoughts as they wrap around her, he's suddenly next to her, and his face is buried in her curls.

"Just to warm you up a little." He says, his voice muffled into her hair.

She smiles a little as she lets out a shaky breath.

"You don't happen to be drunk, do you?" She asks and he can hear the smile in her voice.

"No, I'm not."He bites the inside of his cheeks, "Though I might regret it now."

She bites her lips to hold that chuckle, which escapes anyway.