cruel summer | PEDRI GONZALEZ

[50] awkward

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MARISOL's POV

this wasn't the way i expected to wake up but at least i knew i wasn't dreaming anymore.

i woke up on my side when i realized pedri was literally spooning me and had his arm around my waist and when i tried to move, he only held onto me tighter.

i smiled to myself knowing this is what i've been wanting forever.

and now i have it.

but i noticed from here that my door was creaked so unless i want someone walking in on us when they don't even know he's here, i have to get it to it fast.

"pedri!" i whisper loud enough to wake him up.

"pero mari! (but mari!)" if he groaned any louder, i would've had to slap him to shut up. instead i tapped his arm a few times before he peaked at me before a smile grew on his face. "hasta te miras hermosa en las mañanas. (you even look beautiful in the mornings)"

him saying that had me blushing more than ever, and he knew that which is why he smiled so proudly. "yeah yeah," and i playfully roll my eyes before i remember about the door. "let go for a second, the door is opened and i can't have them walking in on us."

"so what if they do?"

literally everything. but i don't know whether i should tell him that yet.

"let's just say i had not so many good things to say about you when we weren't talking and they took my side... especially my brothers."

especially thiago.

"mejor cierra la puerta. (better you close the door)" thought so. i laugh to myself at his reaction and close it shut, even locking it when i go back in bed where he waits.

"dormiste bien? (did you sleep well?)" i ask. "como no si estabas a mi lado? (how could i not if you were by my side?)" i don't think i've ever been more glad to hear something like that.

so while i lay back down with him, he extends his arms for me to lay on before i immediately stuff my face into his chest and his scent fills my nose.

i could get used to this.

"y'know, i'd really like to take you out on an actual date soon."

i seriously wasn't expecting that. i guess he noticed when i literally snapped my neck to look up at him. "we don't have to rush it if you don't want, though. tome tu tiempo. (take your time)"

why would i wanna make myself wait any longer though? "no it's fine, i'd love that." i assure him and he goes to peck my lips.

when he pulls apart, something tells me that wasn't enough when he hovers over me and goes in for another one... more than a peck. "it's eight in the morning. why are you so needy?" i ask as a joke but it came out muffled because i went along with it seeing as our lips moved in sync in the most perfect way possible.

"i'll never get enough of you, what can i say?"

i smile and pull away for the both of us and he randomly pouts like it wasn't bound to happen.