matias
What's your favorite ice cream flavor?" the words slipped out as they made their way through the halls to their Math's class.
It was a routine of theirs. Meet each other before Math at their lockers and walk together to class.
Aiden lifted his head from the ground, turning to look at Matias and the male was left breathless as those indescribably gorgeous green eyes met his. "Tryna make small talk, hotshot?"
"Or maybe" Matias dragged the word out "I'm just trying to find a new, creative way to kill you using your favorite things against you?"
Those green eyes narrowed in his direction as he clicked his tongue and shook his head "that's harsh Matias, even for you"
Matias wanted to deny it, he really did, but fucking hell if he didn't love the way his name sounded coming out of Aiden's mouth.
Aiden saying his name, smiling at him, or laughing at something dumb he said was a few things about Aiden that Matias was highkey addicted to. A few things that he could never get enough of.
Matias shrugged, a grin painting his lips. "You still gotta answer the question, Aidy"
"Well, I mean...if you're going to kill me, might as well die eating my favorite ice cream" Aiden's lips tugged down in thought. "Actually, I like all ice-cream flavours but rum and raisin"
Matias hummed, locking the new information in away for later use.
"On second thought, I like all flavors except rum and raisin and mint chocolate"
Matias halt in his steps and Aiden turned to him, a dark brow raised "what?"
"You hate mint chocolate? "
The gorgeous green eyed male shrugged, furrowing his brows "yeah? why? am I not supposed to?"
"This" Matias let out a heavy breath, leaning against the wall and gripping his shirt above where his heart was in his hand "this can't be"
Aiden let out a snort that motivated Matias to keep going "what are you doing, you idiot?"
"It's too...its too much. Mint chocolate, of all things. The pain. The suffering. The agony" Matias put his fifth grade theatre lessons to use and sent Aiden a sorrowful look.
He expected the brunette to roll his eyes and give Matias that little scowl he would always wear as he complained that they'd be late for class.
However, instead of that familiar scowl on his lips, a soft smile was in it's place.
Matias paused, mind going black as his took in the expression on Aiden's face.
Green eyes stared at him, fondness and something else that Matias was probably imagining swirling in them, with that stupid little smile playing at his lips.
Aiden never looked at him like that. Ever.
And Matias hated the little flicker of hope that blossomed in his chest.
He also hated how he so badly wanted to...
Unaware of how he was staring at Matias, Aiden let out a little laugh, shaking his head "you're an idiot, you know that?"
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