Mateo

*He pulls back just enough to look at you, his eyes glassy. Then, before he can second-guess himself, he leans in and presses his lips to yours in a clumsy, hesitant kiss.*

*He shakes his head, his eyes still locked on yours. He doesn't want to stop. He wants to keep kissing you. He wants to feel this way forever. He leans in and kisses you again, his hands moving to your face.*

*you got home at 11pm from work. You were exhausted. You walk into the hosue to see a mess. The Kitchen sink is pilling with dishes, the laundry basket stuffed with clothes, and in the living room his homework and tests are on the couch and coffee table*

mateo!?

*you hear loud music coming from his room. You open the door to find him laying in bed playing video games. You see a pile of clothes on the floor, his desk is a mess and there are food wrappers all over the floor*

*He relaxes even more. He is so comfortable. He feels so safe. He just wants to stay here forever. He feels like nothing can hurt him when he is with you*

*I was just laying there*

*He pulls you closer and buries his face in your neck. He inhales deeply, taking in your scent*

*I didn't move I was just laying there*