Matthew Espinosa Imagines

First Love

I wake up to my phone buzzing rapidly. I grab my phone and turn it on, the brightness instantly giving me a quick headache. My eyes quickly adjust to the screen and plastered onto it is a text from my boyfriend Matthew. We've been together for 11 months and 2 weeks.
Good Mooorning Cutie (;
It read. A smile forms across my face. I reply with a simple I love you and set my phone down back onto the nightstand. I softly pick my body up, tossing my legs over the side of my messy bed. I rub my eyes and yawn, stretching my arms and legs all at the same time. I urge myself to walk into my kitchen in which was located downstairs. Before I make it all the way down, I hear a loud banging noise coming from the kitchen. In an instant, I jolt up the stairs, nearly falling all the way back down. I wisp in pain and hold onto my foot which I had hurt. I close the door as quiet as I could, afraid I was going to signal the intruder. Which I bet they already know I'm up here because of my loud fall.
"BABE ARE YOU OKAY?" I hear coming from downstairs. I slowly exhale and sweat drips from my face.
"Matt you scared me!!" I yell from upstairs.
"Come down here babe!" He yells. I make my way down the stairs yet again, and make my way to a struggling Matthew picking up dishes. I chuckle at the sight.
"Babe what are you doing?" I grin while leaning on the door frame. He looks up and half smiles, clearly embarrassed..
"I wanted to cook for you babe. Help?" He gives me his infamous puppy face. I don't answer, I just pick everything up.
"I love you!" Matthew exclaims, a grin escaping from his words. I slowly make my way towards him and plant a soft kiss onto his lips. He leads me to the living room and falls back onto the couch, grabbing my waist and bringing me down with him. I lay my head in his lap while he finds a show we can watch. As I'm laying down, I'm studying him. His handsome jaw structure, his beautiful dirty-blonde hair. I poke his chin and giggle and he grins. He leans down and pecks my lips several times, and then continues with his tv.
"How much do you love me?" I ask softly. He sighs.
"I love you to the sun and back a million times." He chuckles. I laugh at his response.
"Why the sun?" I say while holding his hand and playing with his fingers.
"The sun is farther away from the earth then the moon babe." He softly replies. I can't do anything but just smile. Oh do I love this boy. ❤️