Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

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May 18th

Richard POV

Waking up and seeing her pretty face is great. She's so lovely. Last night was amazing. But honestly, I can't believe I said those words. This was way too fast. Timing is the worst. I am the worst. She's still asleep when I leave the bed and I sit down in the backyard. I sigh and hide my face in my hands. This is not sensible. I have been making huge mistakes after I met this girl. Introducing her to Aaliyah is one of the biggest. But not the biggest. And there is nothing I can do about all of this. I can't turn back time, I can't tell her, I can't make things better. Some things are unfixable. Fuck. I get up and write her a note to tell her that I am at the gym and will be back soon.

My knuckles hurt from punching the heavy bag at the gym. But I feel better, so that's cool. I throw my keys on the table and I walk towards the bathroom. The showers at the gym are okay, but nothing beats the shower at home. I undress and get in, letting the water calm my body down. After washing my hair, I can hear someone entering the bathroom. And I can't help but smile when she presses her naked body against my back. 'Buenos dias guapo.' She's too cute when she speaks Spanish. 'Buenos dias hermosa.' I turn around in her arms and she kisses me. My hands cup her face while her hands make their way down to my butt. I smile against her lips when she squeezes. 'I can't help it, you have an amazing ass.' Her lips are back on mine and I let my hand slip between our bodies. She spreads her legs a little, giving me access. Her arms wrap around my neck when I insert a finger, she's moaning my name. After a while, she stops me and kisses her way down until she's on her knees, looking up to me with naughty eyes. Making me forget about everything.

Tiffany likes Riverdale very much and apparently she doesn't mind me hearing her talk about Archie's body for forty minutes. 'Oh my god, I want to pull his ginger hair.' She groans. 'You could pull my hair, you know.' I whisper in her ear. She pauses Riverdale and turns around to look at me. 'I know you are a celebrity and everything, but you're my normal boy crush. KJ Apa is my celebrity crush. He is bloody gorgeous. Just like Dylan O'Brien. I want to do bad things to that man.' I shake my head. 'Well, I would like to do bad things to you.' I attack her lips and pull her on top of me. 'They won't ever make me as happy as you do.' She sighs into my mouth and I bite her bottom lip.

I am sitting at the kitchen table, Tiffany's preparing lunch. I have done some thinking and I have decided to not feel guilty anymore. It's not like it's anything serious, it's just a joke. And it's not like she will ever find out. It'll be just fine. She takes the food into the living room. 'Don't you want to eat here?' 'No, get your sexy ass over here Camacho, we're still watching Riverdale.' I really do love her.