𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 🌧 <𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶> ✅

"i promise."

can i just stay here?
spend the rest of my days here?
cause you make me feel like
i've been locked out of heaven
for too long

third pov

beautiful.

god, kairi is so beautiful.

he always is, most certainly, but right now was just a different kind of beautiful.

the kind that you keep to yourself and where you just admire the person instead of telling them what you really feel.

mattia was good at that. keeping his feelings to himself and not saying a single word to not even just kairi—but to everyone in general, keeping his feelings of how much he cares about people to himself.

"my mom would lose her mind if she walked in here now," kairi said, cuddling up closer towards mattia's shirtless body, "hm, y'think?"

both boys hadn't been doing anything wrong, mattia just decided to sleep over again and sleeping shirtless felt best.

this is how they were the entire night, holding eachother close and just talking whenever they were awake.

"wait...so, you texted me that thing about your brother, that he did something and that you'd tell me when you came over...but you never told me." kairi suddenly brought up, remembering their text messages from the night before when mattia seemed very upset, but once he came over he just kissed kairi goodnight and decided to sleep all those feelings off.

"uh...i don't know it's nothing, honestly, i was just overreacting..." mattia shrugged, starting to pull at kairi's fingers instead of his own.

kairi stared up at the older boy in admiration, "hey...you can tell me if something happened, mattia...okay? don't keep it to yourself, especially if it's making you upset."

mattia just turned his head, avoiding eye contact and just letting kairi get a look at his sharp jawline, and jesus.

kairi felt a weird feeling in his stomach but shrugged it off since this seemed serious.

"uhhh...i don't know...gian just—just told my parents that me and you are dating...and i don't think they're too happy about it cause...cause my dad yelled and my mom wouldn't look at me." mattia explained, letting go of kairi's hand and turning his head until he couldn't even see kairi in his peripheral vision.

"well...well that's okay...he didn't know any better, mattia...maybe they're...okay with it and just-just not saying anything."

"no, but...my dad looked so angry, and my mom just looked like she didn't even wanna call me her son—i think they would have rather me gotten a girlfriend rather than a boyfriend-"

"what does it matter to them?...you're happy, and that's all that matters...w-well...you're happy, right?" kairi asked.

"no, of-of course i'm happy...like for the first time in a while...and you're the only person that makes me happy at this point, and-and i'm not saying that it's your fault...but i just hate the way they hate me now...like before they were angry and don't like me being their kid but it's like now...now they're just disappointed...like when i left the house my dad bumped into me on my way out and it's like he didn't even wa-wanna touch his gay son..."

kairi frowned, leaning over and grasping onto mattia's hand as tight as he could.

"y-you can stay here...if-if you need to for a little bit, like just stay away from them and just give them time to cool off before moving back, you can stay here-"

"i love you."

kairi stopped, now making eye contact with mattia and letting go of his hand.

"woah, mattia...i-i think you're...somehow drunk or something—maybe you're losing it because we haven't known eachother long and you're...already saying that."