𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆

Damien

I push open the front door, ready to lay down and sleep. I pulled an all nighter trying to finish up an assignment that I thought I finished last week, but I just ended up falling asleep before completely finishing.

I toss my bag on the floor and collapse on the sofa. The back of my head resting on the arm of the sofa as I take a deep breath in and exhale before closing my eyes.

I felt weight on either side of my head, along with a shadow blanketing my face. I knew it was either Milo or Caleb, I smirked, curiously wondering which one of them it was.

Opening my eyes I saw that it was Milo, with a content smile on his face, his hands resting on the arm of the sofa, caging my head.

"Hey." He greeted.

"Hey person I'm going out with." I responded amusingly. He rolled his eyes.

"Why do you have to put it like that? It sounds like we're fake dating."

"Am I wrong? Are you a person I'm going out with?" I raise a brow.

"I hate you." He leans down and places a chaste kiss on my lips. After a few seconds he pulls away with a small smile.

"I love you too." I push up and peck his nose. He hm's with content before walking around the sofa and sitting on my lap.

"How was your day?" He asks.

"Tiring, I had to pull an all nighter to just barely finish my essay. I hope I got at an A, but I don't think so since it was rushed at the end. Anyways , I was about to take a nap" I let out a yawn.

"I'll let you sleep then." He attempts to hop off me, but I hold him down by his hips.

"Where are you going?" I flip our positions, I lay in-between his legs, my head resting on his stomach as it slowly raises and sinks down from his breathing.

"So your love language is physical touch?" He guesses and I chuckle, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"I wonder how you figured it out." I sarcastically respond before feeling warm chills electrocute through my body as he runs his fingers in my hair.

"So sassy." He chuckled.

"Where's Caleb?"

"He went out with his family for dinner. He said they go out to eat as a family every other month. Him, His brother, Mom, and his Dad. I think that's nice."

"I wish my family did that, maybe actually got to know me as a person." I grumbled.

"Well, you have Me, and Caleb. What if we went on a date somewhere?"

"Are you asking me on a date brownie."

"You know I hate when people call me that." He thumps my forehead, which stung a bit.

"How come? I think it's cute." I lift my head up to look up at him, he sighs.

"I was made fun of in elementary and middle school because of my last name."