Matthew Espinosa Imagines

You Love Me?

*Camryn's POV*

I walk into my hotel room with Matt, him carrying my suitcase and smiling at me silly since I had just gave him a noogie.

Matt brought me for MagCon this year in Minnesota, and that's what forced me to wear PINK sweats and a long sleeved shirt that was owned by the same brand.

I had my brown but blonde streaked hair in a messy bun and my makeup was a bit smeary from my nap on the flight here.

Matt and I are best friends and met in our home town, Woodbridge, Virginia.

He has told me about his adventures with MagCon like a pre-schooler with a new toy and he finally let me come with him.

The only problem is...I have liked Matt since we locked eyes for the first time in kindergarten.

I never have felt like Matt has ever liked me back, but he will always flirt with me every now and then.

Matt tosses my bag onto my bed and then places his hands on his hips as if he just did hard work as he then whistled out a big sigh.

"Well" Matt says, running his tan hand through his brownish hair, then he holds out his hand, palm up, eyeing me, then his palm again.

Wow. He wanted me to tip him.

My shoulders bounce as I silently chuckle, brushing my fingernails through my scalp to regain the wisps of my hair back into my head.

"Well, I'm gonna change" I announce, clasping my hands together then unzipping my suitcase to find my pajamas.

I skim my suitcase to find my white cotton short shorts and a white tee shirt that had "je te'aime" (French for I love you) as it showed those words swiveling around the Eiffel Tower.

I expected Matt to step out, not interested in me changing whatsoever, but Matt plopped down on one of the beds, balanced his elbows on his knees, then folded his hands under his chin, eyes locked on me.

I crinkle my eyebrows at him, but a smile grew under my nose.

Matt was so expectant for me to just take off my clothes it made me snort, which made me feel shameful after.

Matt smiled at my snort, then says "Go ahead I'm watching" Matt informs as he flicks his hand at me to carry on.

I roll my eyes and then get one of my bandanas out of my suitcase, unfold it, then step up standing in front of Matthew.

He watches me with wide hazel eyes as I tie my navy blue colored bandana around his head, covering his eyes.

"Peek through the bandana and I will slap you" I threaten, but my giggle melted the whole serious tone I was shooting for.

Matt sits obediently as he popped his lips to make a popping noise as I changed slowly and quietly, eyes nervously glued to Matt to make sure he wasn't looking.

Soon enough I had the shorts and shirt on and untied my hair, making it unfold down my long back in an avalanche of brown hair.

I walk back over to Matt as he senses my presence and reaches out to me, making me jump back.

Matt's lips turn upward into a smirk. "I'mmmmm searchinnnnggg for naked breeaassstttsss" Matt sings so loud the neighbors could sing along as well.

I punch Matt's shoulder as I slip off the bandana for him and toss it into my bag.

"God Matt" I laugh as I take a seat next to him and criss cross my legs.

I didn't know what to do and neither did Matt, not leaving for his actual hotel room as we just scoped our phones in silence, side by side.