"Aniyah, stop." Matteo slaps Aniyah hand away as she tries touching his set up. "Do you know how much this shit cost me?"
"How many rooms are in this house anyway?" Aniyah asks, walking around in circles.
"Like 30 or something." Matteo mumbles, too busy with drawing her tattoo.
"What rooms do you have? I didn't know you had a "tattoo room.""
"You weren't supposed to know because you're not supposed to be snooping around here." Matteo lifts his foot to press it against Aniyah's stomach when she gets too close. "You're going to fuck something up."
"Can you pierce too?"
"Nope." He leaves her with a short answer.
"Can I see the tattoo?"
"Once it's done, by that I mean once I've tattooed you." He replies.
"I want to see what it'll look like though."
"At least you got to choose your idea. Did I get to choose mine?" He knits his eyebrows.
"You didn't need to." Aniyah sits in the chair, crossing her arms and sighing.
"What is it that you want?" Matteo finally looks up from the iPad.
"Let's go watch a movie while you're doing that." She grabs his arm, leaving him carry his things with one hand.
"Can we at least go to my home theatre?" He groans, tugging her in a different direction.
"You have a home theatre and you didn't tell me about it, it's getting hard to believe you even love me." Aniyah places a hand over her heart.
"Believe it." He responds.
Matteo drags her across the house and up many stairs. He didn't like the idea of a lift in his house, it's supposed to be a home and that didn't feel very homey to him.
"Welcome to my humble abode."
Aniyah steps inside, seeing a mini section with a bunch of sweets and crisps.
"I don't know if this is on." Matteo hesitantly opens the mini fridge. "Shit, it is." He takes out two cans and passes one to Aniyah.
"Rich people just be spending money." Aniyah rolls her eyes, choosing a large range of sweets.
"Aren't you rich too?" Matteo questions, sorting out the projector.
"Correction, my parents are rich. I am not."
Aniyah scopes the room, there are multiple options for her to choose where to sit. There's love sacks, large fluffy couches and recliners.
"You motherfuckers really would by anything."
"What are you even talking about?" Matteo follows Aniyah, throwing his iPad and pen on a love sack.
"You could have just installed recliners but nah, you needed to add couches and bean bags. I guess I shouldn't be complaining though." Aniyah jumps on the love sack.
Matteo opens a cupboard, pulling out a blue faux fur throw. He covers Aniyah with it and goes back to choosing the movie.
"What do you wanna watch?"
"Mhm, avatar?"
Matteo switches the lights off and slides under the throw with Aniyah. She sits in between his legs and chews on her snacks as Matteo continues drawing.
Matteo takes a few pictures from the internet as inspiration for the tattoo, but he mostly leaves it to his own artist ability.
Eventually, he finishes the drawing and sets the iPad aside. He pulls Aniyah up so her head is resting on his chest, he wraps his arms around her and takes some of her sweets.
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Obsession
RomanceAniyah Young, a student studying psychology and business. She's bold, snarky and fun. At the age of 21, Aniyah wants to indulge in her fantasies, though she has only had a few one-night stands and some shitty relationships, she's mostly had to finis...