Fan Service? II Mattia X Kairi

Chapter 8

Kairis POV

"Baaay-bee," Bianca squeals, running into Rosahuns arms. His girl is so precious, a big UwU. We're at the mall and I'm trying to keep up with Robert, who wasn't allowed to stay over yesterday but will be for the rest of the weekend. He walks so fast though, my stuby legs can't keep up... No wonder Mattia made that tiktok about me. A big hand wraps around my wrist and pulls me back. Think if the fucking devil. Mattia brings us to the back of the group.

"Bye, Rebound Robert," he calls out while doing so.

"Walk with me, bubba," mattia tells me, lowly.

"Alright, chill," I say, my voice a little whiny. Mattia smiles at me sweetly before looking ahead at the boys and sliding his hand from my wrist to grip my hand. His hands are warm and soft, they totally engulf mine yet it feels really nice. I feel safe whenever I'm with him even if I have witnessed him beating the shit out of our friends a bunch of times.

"Your hands are big," I mumble, shyly.

"Yours are small, baby bun," He responds with a teasing smirk.

"Well, that's because I'm small, Mattia!" I huff, narrowing my eyes at the tall boy beside me.

"And my hands are big because I'm big, Kairi," He mocks me, shruging.

"Big boi Matt-ee-ah," I giggle out.

"Yups," he hums, looking satisfied from making me laugh. "But maybe it's a good thing," he continues.

"What? You being tall? Of course it is,"

"No-- well kinda. I mean me being tall And you being smol," he peers down at me and pulls me closer, "We fit perfectly together, baby,". What the fuck, Mattia? I feel my heart starting to speed up, cheeks feeling up with heat as he gives my hand a little squeeze.

"O-oh. we do, don't we?" I stutter out. He nods and mumbles out an 'mhmm', a gentle, perfect smile playing on his lips causing my heart to skip a beat. My homo ass CANNOT be head over heels for my best friend. I look over at him, who is looking ahead, a goofy smile spread across his face and I fight the urge to get on my tippie toes and kiss his cheek. Reality is that my homo ass is head over heels for my best friend. ('tea' ~Ale).

"Mattia," I mutter.

"Hmm," he looks back over at me and raises his eyebrows in a questioning manner.

"You're adorable," I whisper, not meaning for it to come out as one but it manages to anyway. The guido scrunches his face up at the comment.

"Whot? No, I'm not. We literally just talked about me being a tall boy. I am not adoarble. You on the other hand? You're fucking adorable," He says pointlingly, making me giggle at his mini rant and the fact that he's in denial.

"That's how, ya goof," I tell him as if it's a fact, which it is. "You're cute. Periodt. But you freaking personality, Mattia. It is so adorable and goofy, like whaaaaaat? A wholesome man right here,"

"Whipped much?" he chuckles. I look down and mumble a quiet 'maaaaybe', a blush most likely appearing on my face.

"I don't understand how You're talking though, Kairi. AdOrAbLe headass. Everything about you is literally babie, baby," What?! I am not babie. no sir. I lift the sleeve of my hoodie to show off my toned arm.

"I muscle boy. The fuck are you talking about?" Mattia rolls his eyes at me before pulling me in front of him and resting his head on my shoulder. He pulls my sleeve down then wraps his arms around me waist as we continue strolling behind the boys, slower now.