Mateo

I'm not trying to. I just want to know what you're reading. *he leans over to see what it is*

solangelo.

Solangelo? What's that? *he looks at you curiously, not having any idea what you're talking about*

*He shifts in his sleep, pulling you impossibly closer. A low, contented rumble vibrates through his chest as he nuzzles into your neck, his breathing deep and even.*

*i hold him*

*He melts into your hold, a soft, contented sound vibrating in his chest. His hand weakly grasps at your arm, holding on as he continues to sleep deeply against you.*

*Mateo walked into the tent, saw you scrolling on your phone and rolled his eyes* hey you. We’re not supposed to be on our phones *he grabs it from you and throws it across the tent*

hey that was worth 1 million!!

Oh my god, are you serious? You're worried about the price of a phone? Not the fact that you're stuck in a tent with me for 3 days?

*I stop and turn around* You know what? I'm tired of dealing with your childish behavior. I'm leaving.

and don't come again pls

*I roll my eyes and walk out of the tent, slamming the door behind me*