In another place. [ENG] [DKBK x OC]

four.

«Kailani»

"Mateo, stop it..."

"Come on, why don't you want to? Is it because of them?"

"No..." I murmur shaking my head, taking his face so he stops the kisses on my neck. "No, it's not because of them, I just.., I'm tired, ok?"

"It'll be fast..."

"I.., I don't want to, I.., not today, please, I wanna sleep..."

He frowns, he takes a second to speak, I know he's overthinking all this mess again.

"You don't want me anymore?"

"Jeez, stop it, I told you that's not it already..."

"You want me to go?"

"I just wanna sleep."

He tightens his lips, looks into my eyes for a while longer, but finally gives in when he says: "Okay. But I can stay with you, right?"

"Sure" I nod, smiling at him, I don't want him to think I wanna kick him out.

"Good, thank you..." He whispers, nodding then.

He gets up from the bed, takes off his shirt and, as always, comes to take off mine, putting his own instead, even though I already had one of his; he coming back, takes off my shorts and then gets into bed with me.

He hugs me so tight, places his hands under the fabric of the cloth, rubbing while he never stops the small pecks on my neck, like he always do to assure himself I'm still here, alive, with him.

It's complicated. It is super hard to deal with him, to keep him calm, stable and with a cool head. I mean.., I do understand he's at the top of sensations all the time, I really do: this man is always a constant river of emotions.

He always is, when it comes to me.

After all.., I'm all he has...

"I love you" He whispers, like every time, like every night...

And, as always...

I just don't have the words to say that back.

* * *

"Good morning, flaquita."

"Ah.., morning" I murmur, smiling back, going with a Mateo serving some breakfast for me. "I didn't notice when you woke up, couldn't sleep?"

"I just wanted to get up a little earlier" He says. "You know, to make you breakfast, yesterday was such a tiring day and you barely had some dinner. Come on, sit down, I cook chilaquiles for you."

"What? For real?" And I get happy right away, he knows I love with my life when he makes that for breakfast. "You're in a good mood, huh?"

"I'm not, but you don't like me being in a bad one, do you?"

"Since when you worry about what I like?"