heaven-sent - Pablo Gavi

11. massage

Lucias POV

Even though the evening with Pablo's friends was the most fun I've had in a while, I could not fall asleep. His friends left around one am, so me and Pablo went to bed not much later.

I was twisting and turning around in the bedsheets for over an hour, thinking about all sorts of things. My thoughts were innocent at first, I thought about my family or my next holiday destination in summer. Then, my mind drifted to Pablo. His smile, the soft, brown hair, or his beautiful laugh. Not to mention his personality.

I started to realize I was crushing on him, not just a bit but a lot. It did not help knowing he was sleeping across the hallway.

I decided it wasn't helping just laying around in bed and got up. Opening the door quietly, I walked downstairs to the kitchen to splash cold water onto my face. Maybe it was the time which made me think about Pablo in that way, how he would touch me, kiss me, or simply look at me with love drunken eyes. I felt my stomach tingling just thinking about these scenarios, but I was ripped out of my daydream by the boy himself.

"Lucia? Are you ok?" Pablo's sudden appearance startled me. I immediately backed away from the sink and let out a loud gasp.

"Fuck you scared me, Pablo." I said and looked for a towel to dry off my face.

He flicked on a small light in the corner of the kitchen, illuminating the room slightly. The lighting was dim, creating a soft atmosphere around us.

Pablo didn't say anything for a moment, just softly chuckled at my flustered state. At first, I didn't even see he was standing in front of me shirtless, but as I finally stood opposite him, I realized.

My gaze quickly wandered over his defined abdomen, the soft light accentuating the ridges of his muscles. It didn't help my imagination much seeing him half naked, if anything it made it worse. I then felt embarrassed for looking at him that long and hoped he didn't realize.

But he did, his smug smile betrayed him.

This little idiot then flexed his biceps and placed his hands behind his head, knowing exactly what he was doing.

Pablo was flirting so much these last few days it made me dizzy. First, because I'm literally the worst at flirting back, second, I was already whipped enough for him.

Additionally to that, I stood in front of him in my skimpy pajamas which costed like seven euros all together. The pink shorts were covering just my bum and the top I was wearing didn't leave much for imagination.

A sudden spur of confidence flooded through my body and I had a feeling that if he could tease me, so could I. I turned to the side and leaned down a little, as if I was looking for something. Pablo now had a perfect view of my shorts, which were riding up and exposing my ass a little.

"Didn't mean to scare you." He spoke innocently, but I still caught his reaction to my teasing. His eyes slowly traveled up and down my body, but lingered on my ass for a particularly long time. I blushed when I saw that he was looking at me the same way I had looked at him before. He, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind that I had caught him. Pablo's eyes wandered upwards again and met mine. He saw my shy smile and the corners of his mouth turned upwards too.

"Can't sleep?" He followed up to which I only hummed. He made his way up to me, opening his arms like he always does. I quickly fall into them, my head like usual in the crook of his neck. My hands found their way to his hair, fingers playing with the ends. Pablo hummed in content, making me smile slightly. His arms were around my waist, pulling me even closer to his chest. It was a sweet moment, just us two in the dim light, listening to individual cars on the street.