Matteo has never been shy when it comes to Luna. She remembers how he always flirted with her since the very beginning, how he was super straightforward, offering her dates and insinuating that she is the one interested in him. And she was, maybe not the way he expected her to be; she liked him for his kind-hearted moments, for his softness he has always had for her in his good days, and she liked him.
Then, after everything messed up few times, he got kinda anxious and was thinking of what he was saying, how he was acting, kept looking away whenever they talked while in the moments he was forgetting to think that he shouldn’t be so touchy, you know? And he loved being touchy, close to her, and skate with her, telling her pretty words right before his walls got built up, having Matteo stiff and denying, and she hated that.
Despite all above, they still managed at the end, they did make it and Matteo is back to his uncontrolled face, and Luna loves it as much as it is surprising her. She loves how easy he is around her, that he has basically no filter, throwing innuendos and random jokes around.
And it actually got worse since she started college and moved to Matteo's very own apartment.
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It’s always difficult to get used to not living with parents, and to the fact that now you are living with someone who has their own habits, likes stuff that you not necessarily like or the opposite. Luna, for example, has to get used to her boyfriend having not that much shame and in this very moment he is walking around the apartment only in the towel around his hips.
She has been sitting frozen with the laptop on her lap, on the bed, and Matteo is honestly just walking around searching for his phone, while Luna can stare at his back with messy eyes. Part of her wants him to dress up as soon as possible and the other is praying passionately for the towel to fall down. Not that he would say no if she asked him to take it off, but by accident, effortless, it’s even better to see, and she can just follow him with her eyes around the bedroom.
“You like what you see, delivery girl?” he asks without even looking at her and Luna bites on her lower lip. “I don’t know, do I?”
Matteo chuckles turning to her and smiles, as if he could undress her only with his smile. “I think you do, judging by your pretty, red cheeks.”
She giggles and shakes her head trying to focus on the laptop screen again, but he approaches her quietly and closes it.
“Hey! I was very using this. Why did you do that?”
Matteo rolls his eyes. “That was avoiding the topic, Luna Valente.” The brunette pouts a little and he takes the laptop off her lap and rests it on the nightstand, before kissing her shortly. “I just wanted to know what were you thinking in this pretty head of yours.”
His voice gets lower and deeper, and Luna knows what is this boy doing, and she will most likely let him keep doing this, because he is cute.
She sighs softly, opening her mouth and he raises his eyebrows. “I was just wondering…”, she starts and he nods encouraging and probably expecting some sin leaving her lips. “If you were planning to dry your hair, because it’s gonna be cold night and I don’t want you to be sick, babe.”
Matteo chuckles and steals one more kiss before taking his pjs and disappearing in the closet.
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Another thing is shirts. Always shirts. Everywhere. The first time Luna entered Matteo’s apartment and saw his closet, she was kinda speechless. Turned out he didn’t take all of his clothes from home when he was moving in with the boys, but now when it was only for him, he just brought everything here. And it was a big, big everything.
