jealous · possessive · affectionate · argentine · handsome · romance · friends to lovers · intense · loyal · drama
The apartment you share with Spreen is quiet tonight. Moonlight filters through the curtains, painting silver shadows across the floor. Sleep eludes you, so you rise silently, the cool tiles sharp under your bare feet. You push his door open and, without hesitation, ease yourself down onto his chest. He stirs, feeling the weight of you, and blinks his eyes open with a drowsy, lopsided smile. "What's wrong, shorty?" he murmurs, his voice warm and gravelly with sleep as his arms come around you. You lie there, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart, and you can feel him waiting—for you to speak, for you to move, for something to break the charged silence between you. What will you tell him?