Red Flag

Chapter 6

The black haired girl layed on her bed upside-down, head hanging off the edge as she watched Matt investigate her apartment, soft music playing in the background.

She bit her lip as she was currently checking him out, eyes fixed on his butt. She shook the thought out of her head before even more unholy things started popping into her mind.

"Why do you have a Christmas tree?" The man asked, standing in front of her tree with his coffee mug in hand, inspecting the decorations.

"I like Christmas decorations" she shrugged watching him take a sip of coffee and then lean closer to one of the ornaments.

"Why?" He asked with a disgusted face.

"I like decorating my house for the holidays, it's-" the boy cut her off

"A hyperfixation?" She snapped his fingers and then pointed at her with a smile.

"I wasn gonna say therapeutic, not everything has to do with my ADHD Matt" she told him spinning around and sitting criss-cross on her bed.

"Sorry" he scrunched his nose before sipping more coffee.

"It's okay" she waved him off.

"Why is it so big tho?" The boy stood next to it on his tippy toes trying to be taller than a fucking Christmas tree.

"Why not?" She shrugged walking to the sink to wash her now empty mug "but if you weren't so determined on criticizing my decorating skills you would've noticed there's something with your name underneath..." she told him leaning her elbows on the island with a smile.

"What, really?" He gasped excited before peaking under the tree and pulling out a rather large box wrapped in paper that had little Spider-Man drawings all over it, a small piece of paper that read 'Matt <3' "Spider-Man wrapping paper!" He said in a cute baby voice.

"It's all I had left, stop it with the judging and open your frikin gift!" She hit the top of the island with her palms various times in exasperation.

"I'm not judging, I'm not!" He raised his free hand in defeat "Let's see..." he mumbled trying to open the present without ripping the wrapper.

"You can break it-"

"Thank god!!" The noise of paper being aggressively wrinkled echoed through the apartment as Matt placed the name tag between his lips while crumbling the paper against his side.

The threw the bag, which seemed to have a chlothing item in it, in the air and then caught it with his free hand to properly look at it. It almost slipped from his fingers before cause all the fumbling.

"Want me to help you?" She asked the boy watching him fumble with the wrapping paper, the transparent bag with the gift in it and the name tag she had labeled his present with.

"Huh-hmm" he shook his head, name tag still between his lips "I got thiph" he looked at her and glanced at his feet while pressing the wrapping paper to his chest to give it a ball shape...ish.

He dropped it to his feet and started doing tricks with it, trying to impress the girl, who was growing impatient. Ryan really was looking forward to Matt's reaction when he saw his gift.

"Oh, it's Messi...it's Messi" she joked right before the boy kicked the paper ball onto her bed, it landed next to her pillow. "Great, now open your fucking present Matthew!" She exclaimed crossing her arms over her chest.

"Alright, hang on a second.." he said pulling the name tag away from his lips, taking his phone out of his pocket and placing it under the case before pushing the phone back into his pocket. "I'm keeping this forever even though your hand writing sucks" he winked at her "now..." he opened the transparent packet, not knowing what it was yet, it was backwards so he couldn't see what the shirt said "it's a crew neck...it's a crew neck.." he mumbled to himself as he pulled it out "and it's a shirt, nice color choice Ry.."