To Write Love On His Arms

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[June.]

“Matty, wake up. I made you some breakfast, love,” Austin cooed, gently shaking the smaller male’s shoulder. As he saw Matty rub the sleep out of his eyes with his small fists, he stopped him from getting up from the bed. “No, you’ll have breakfast in bed today.”

Matty tilted his head in confusion, wondering what his husband was up to. “What’s all this for?” he asked, referring to the freshly cooked meal.

“Just a nice breakfast in bed for my amazing husband,” Austin answered, kissing Matty’s forehead.

After them sharing the delicious plate of chocolate chip pancakes, slice of toast, and strips of bacon, they spent the whole day watching Disney movies, cuddling, and kissing in bed. Today was a perfect day for the two and Austin knew how to top it off. That was when thing one from Matty’s list came.

Six o’ clock rolled around, and they had just finished watching The Corpse’s Bride. Austin instructed Matty to get ready in about ten minutes because he wanted to do something for him. After tying their shoes, brushing their messy bed hair, and having to stop five almost make out sessions, here they were on the rooftop of some building only Austin knew about.

“What are we doing on a rooftop, Aus?” questioned Matty, looking at the sun about to set.

“We’re gonna watch the sun set,” Austin answered, slipping his right arm around Matty’s small waist.

The first thing that was on Matty’s bucket list was to watch the sun set then have a kiss

underneath the moonlight on a rooftop. At first, Austin didn’t get why, but until he noticed how nice it felt with their arms around each other, staring at the yellow, orange sun setting while the sky went from looking light blue to a mixture of purple, blue, and a hint of pink, and the clouds fading. It felt nice having the hot summer air getting cooler. And once the sky was midnight blue and the stars sprinkled everywhere in the sky, Austin could have sworn that Matty looked even more beautiful underneath the moonlight.

As the night went on, Austin heard the little yawn come out of his husband. “Ready to go home and sleep?”

“Yes,” Matty said, rubbing his eyes just like he did earlier.

Austin grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together. Before he led Matty to the exit, he pressed his chapped lips with his husband’s luscious ones. They both smiled into the kiss, thinking that they’re living some scene in a cheesy romantic movie. But that was okay with Matty because as long as he was living that cheesy moment with the man he loved, then that was okay with him.