Damien

he’s on his bed after a long day. He sighs and looks over at your bed, your sleeping. He smirks and snaps a picture of you. He wonders. “If only she was mine” before going back to his thoughts. A little while after, you wake up. You go to your closet for a sweater but can’t find one so you go to his and on his closet you see pictures of you on his closet walls. At the moment he enters your guys room and his face flushes w-w-what are you doing in my closet?!?!?!! Get out! his face is red