It was a warm spring day, only 3 weeks until summer break. Mattheo had been sneaky all morning, barely saying hi in the halls (he usually stops & walks you to class).
You went back to your dorm to change out of your robes into something more breathable when you saw a piece of parchment folded with an emerald ribbon on your pillow. Unfolding it, it reads:
"Meet me by the Black Lake at 7:00pm.
Love you,
M.R."
You chuckled and glanced at the clock, 6:45pm. You made sure to freshen up a bit before making your way down to the lake. There was a tree that you both would always sit under to read, that's where you guessed he would be. You saw threads of fairy lights and a green & white picnic cloth on the grass.
You guessed right. He was sitting leaning against the tree, staring out at the lake. As you made your way over, you saw food spread out, cheeses and crackers, grapes and cut meats. There was a picnic basket with a bottle of sparkling water inside, and two wine glasses laid beside it. He stood up as soon as he saw you, grinning like an idiot. He was holding a bouquet of small blue & white flowers, and a small, velvet, emerald green box.
He insisted you opened the box, inside was a silver chain with a silver locket. When you opened it, there was a moving picture of you two kissing and giggling together.
You both spent the night fooling around, he chased you with a bug he found, tried to braid your hair, and taught you how to make a flower crown. He couldn't take his eyes off you, the way the lights twinkled in your eyes. He is so in love. After you ate, feeding each other like the cringe couple you are, he took off his shirt and made his way down to the lake, holding out a hand. You were quick to follow and he held you close.
You both swam for a while, him holding your waist, kissing you underwater, playing tag. Eventually, he noticed you shivering and decided to drag you out and back to his dorm. You both snuck back inside, shivering, blue lips, huddling close for warmth and smiling the whole time. Once you two were dried off, he gave you a pair of his boxers & a hoodie. You snuggled into the wool blankets and silky sheets, staring past the window into the Black Lake. Mattheo put on a movie before crawling into bed with you to cuddle. As you were drifting off to sleep, he kissed your forehead.
"Thank you,
for letting me love you."
