(I'm still tired but I'm gonna write for you guys. Uh this is when Maine could talk I guess XD)

You watched him talk with Carolina. Maine has never talked to you. Not even for missions, anything. The Director noticed this, but he knew he couldn't do anything to solve the problem.

So on that one night, you lay in bed listening to the muffled voices outside your door. You couldn't make out who it was though, because there were multiple voices.

As soon as you heard his growl, you quickly pretended you were sleeping. Your door was flung open, Maine, York and South standing there.

"York you dumbass, I told you she was sleeping." South hissed.

"Well I didn't know!" York said defensively. Maine scoffed quietly at that.

"Whatever, York. Go ahead Maine." South said. You heard footsteps and the door slamming shut.

Your eyes widened when a muscular body climbed into your bed with you. Maine. You heard a sigh of content as he wrapped his arms around your waist. What is he doing?!
You ignored the screams of confusion in your head and instead enjoyed having Maine so close.

"I know your awake." Maine muttered. Your eyes shot open, and you turned around in his arms. "Why are you even here?" You asked him.

He smirked slightly, "Do you not want me to be here?"

You were about to protest until his lips pressed roughly against yours. Oh my god... He's kissing me! You hesitated but kisses back trying to be as rough as him.

Maine pulled away, smirking. You glared at him playfully for a second then buried your face in his chest. Maine growled in satisfaction, looking down at you adoringly as you fell asleep in his chest.

"Huh, I always knew they were in love!" York shouted, pulling his head away from the peephole. South rolled her eyes, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

"Shut up, your gonna wake them up!" South turned to York to slap him until she noticed that he was staring at something above South's head with fear in his eyes.

South sighed as she heard knuckles crack, "Son of a bitch."
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