Stalker's Tango | Bartolomeo x Reader

Night In

Smiling away to yourself, you busied around your empty kitchen in the beautiful, autumnal morning sun. The soft padding of your slippered feet was accompanied by the sounds of the kettle boiling as you got breakfast ready for yourself.
Thankfully it was a slow day, you had no lectures as autumn break had finally come, leaving you free to do pretty much whatever you wanted as most of the building had gone home for the term. Really it was only you, Law, Drake, Kid, one of his friends named Killer and Bartolomeo still in the large block.

Everyone else was elsewhere.

Once the kettle had boiled, you got yourself a mug from the stand. The disorganisation of your housemates on your floor had really started to get to you, so you had invested in some organisational features such as the stand. It was well worth it.

Following that, you grabbed your personal bag of coffee, which you had to keep hidden from a certain raven haired man with a love for the stuff, and started making up your own drink. There wasn't a lot to eat but you were sure you could make do. So with a piece of toast to go with your coffee, you seated yourself up at the island.

Normally when everyone went home, posting all about their time in their hometowns, you felt something akin to envy. Of course, you could've one-hundred percent just gone back to your parents house yourself, but you were often trying to complete work here and there so there was really no point in going. This term, you had considered going back for a change. Except at the same time, you really just wanted to spend time with your friends.

Talking of friends, you were swiftly greeted by a text notification the second you swiped off social media to go and watch something. You smiled happily when you realised it was from Sabo, immediately opening it up. There was no way you could ignore him.

Sabo (NEW new number) - Morning, (Y/n)! I was just talking to Koala and we thought it would be a nice idea if we (Law included, if he isn't busy) could get together later on. Do you want to do something like that?

Almost immediately, you found yourself tapping away with a reply.

You - Hey! Of course, I'd love to do something! Maybe we should watch something or get drinks? It's been a long while since we've done that. I'll check to see I'm definitely not doing something, but I think I'm pretty much free.

Just as you changed apps, his reply came.

Sabo (NEW new number) - Perfect! I'll speak to you later.

"Hey beautiful."

Though the second you went to put your phone down, the familiar voice belonging to your boyfriend drifted through the kitchen. You were about to look back and flash him a smile when you found his toned arms wrapping around your waist from behind, his chin resting gently on top of your head. The punk was wearing a thin, black tank top and joggers, so you were able to feel his strong chest pushed up against your back.

"Morning, Meo. Sleep well?" You asked, tilting your head to look back at him.

"Sure did."

The man grinned and lightly pressed his lips to yours before he pulled away. Your eyes followed him as he rounded the island towards the sink, grabbing a glass and filling it with water. You watched as he necked the entire thing and pulled it from his lips with a sigh.

"Any plans for today?" He inquired, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth.

You nodded with a soft hum. "Yeah, I was planning to go out with my friends later."

There was a small pause as the two of you looked at each other. Though you were a little confused to see his lips twitch down into something of a disappointed frown.