Y/n journal: Maybe Mattia and I will work out. I hope so we both made mistakes but im the only one who can actually change him for the better
Mattia: We need to go out.
Y/n: Where?
Mattia: Im cooking and you're doing dessert.
Y/n: okay?
Y/n pov: We head to the store. Target to be exact. And we find random things he needs for our dinner. I honestly dont know what he is making. He's putting random shit in the cart. All I know is we are making sundaes. Body sundaes.
Y/n: We are having sundaes tonight.
Mattia: Basic.
Y/n: Not the way I make it. Anyways the cart is almost full. Its time to check out.
He pays for it all. Then we walk out the store. We both load the groceries in the car and we leave.
Y/n: What are you cooking?
Mattia: A surprise.
Y/n: Oh so we're playing that game? Okay.
Mattia: What do you mean?
Y/n: Dont worry about it.
Mattia: You want to make bullshit sundaes.
Y/n: No, just don't worry about it.
Mattia: Its dark as hell out here.
He says as we pull up to his house.
I grab the groceries and i start heading to the kitchen.
I lay the meats out and his seasonings and I let him get to work as I put away the ice cream.
He calls me to the table.
Mattia: y/n its ready!!
Y/n: ohhh Alfredo
I was honestly surprised simply because it took him about 2 hours the make two servings of shrimp Alfredo. But at least it was hot.
We sit down and i try it.
Y/n: It tastes fine.
I say because i am not trying to give him the satisfaction.
Mattia: Dont lie.
Y/n: it tastes good. Like me.
I say as I wink.
We finish eating and we wait a couple minutes for dessert.
