Spark / l.h ✔️

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~Coralia's POV~

The morning after Luke's birthday, I woke up a little bit later than normal beside Romeo, though I definitely didn't wake up of my own volition. I only woke up because Romeo slid an arm around my waist and attempted to pull me closer, trying to cuddle with me.

I groaned a complaint as I felt my bare breasts press into his equally as bare chest, his strong, tattooed arm wrapped tightly around my waist. "Let me go," I muttered, glancing up at him as he nudged his leg between mine. He wasn't trying to be sexual or anything. In fact, he was just trying to hold me, like he did every morning after we'd spent the night together. As always, I wasn't feeling it. I didn't mind cuddling, not at all, but I wasn't too sure that cuddling was something friends with benefits did. To me, that felt very intimate, in a boyfriend/girlfriend type of way, especially since it was after we'd had sex. Romeo, on the other hand, didn't think so. He wanted to cuddle with me every time, even right after we finished, not just the morning after.

"C'mon," He whined softly, holding me tighter. "You never let me cuddle with you." He complained quietly, lightly kissing my cheek and then my jawline. "You know how I feel about that, Romeo." I responded simply, frowning a little. I'd told him several times that I thought it wasn't a good idea to get that romantic with one another. When you were allowing someone to be close to you just for the sake of being close to you, of finding comfort with one another, shit could get very real very quick. I didn't want that, and Romeo knew that, too. I wasn't interested in a relationship with him, and he always said the same about me.

"Please?" He murmured anyways, resting his forehead on my collarbone. I felt his warm breath on my skin and I sighed softly, pulling out of his hold. "I'm sorry." I said quietly, slipping out of my bed once he was no longer holding me.

Romeo watched me with a frown on his face as I wrapped myself up in my robe, his brows furrowed. "What's the big deal, Lia? It's just cuddling." He said, sitting up. The blanket fell, exposing more of his very tattooed skin as he leaned against the headboard and eyed me closely. I sighed and tied my robe shut, raising a brow at him. "You know what the "big deal" is. Fuck buddies fuck, not cuddle." I answered, crossing my arms over my chest. He stared at me for a second and then rolled his eyes. "You're seriously still on about that? You can cuddle with Quinn, but not me? Just because I've had my dick in you?" He huffed, crossing his own arms over his chest with a hard frown on his lips.

I stared at him and pursed my lips. "Yes, that's precisely why. Sex in itself is a form of intimacy, especially for me. You should take what you get and be happy with it because I'm not offering more." I said, knowing very well that I've said something similar to this several times before. He almost always got like this when it came to us cuddling. "It's just fucking cuddling, Coralia! Why are you so up your own ass about it?" He snapped, growing frustrated with me.

My lips pursed and I sat down beside him in my bed, his brown eyes peering down at me. "You really want to say that to me?" I asked, raising a brow at him. He just shrugged. "Yes. You're acting like I'm trying to fucking be your boyfriend or asking for your hand in marriage, but I'm not." He huffed, his brows furrowed in frustration. I just stared at him, hard. "Look, I get it. You don't want more than just sex. I know, that's what I agreed on, but you gotta understand that sometimes I just want to cuddle with you. You're the only one I can go to for that type of shit and you never even give me it." He said, earning a heavy sigh from me as I looked away from him. I knew I was the only girl he slept with, and he was the only guy I slept with. That was just how it was.

When I realized that, I couldn't help but to feel a bit guilty. He just wanted someone to hold every once in a while. "Okay." I sighed, caving in. "Fine. We can cuddle, if that'll make you happy." I agreed, causing him to smile just a little bit. I could tell he was trying to control how big his smile was and I thought it was funny. No guy ever got this excited just about being able to cuddle a girl. "But not today. It's already nearly noon, so I have to get up." I said when he went to pull me in, causing him to whine and hit his head back against the headboard.