𝐬.𝐝.𝐤 ( malejandro )

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mattia knows what's wrong from right (usually). when he knows it's wrong, he lets it alone. he doesn't mess with it. the farther away the better.

except this one time. the one exception from all the times girls have fucked him over and left him hurt. the times a girl he liked ran off to another guy.

he knows the feeling of being lied to.

he knows messing around with his best friend is bad. especially when his best friend is taken by a beautiful girl who is the brightest thing in his life.

"c'mon, mattia." one of his best friend, alejandro rosario whined. "you can't do this everytime she makes you mad," the Italian boy shifts to the edge of the bed. "i thought you just wanted to hang out." mattia said, pissed off.

it would make him feel much better if alejandro's girlfriend was a bitch. but she wasn't. she was beautiful, smart, and overall a perfect person. how could alejandro potentially waste all that away? he wished he could have that.

but not really.

he wanted someone like alejandro. someone who could make him smile just from a look, someone who was fun, someone who made him feel good in every way possible. alejandro wasn't perfect. but he was an illusion of it.

next thing he knew he just wanted alejandro. he didn't want to want him. alejandro just made him feel better about himself. and that's what he desperately wanted.

so he keeps his feelings on lockdown. tries to ignore the needs and wants.

but he can't bring himself to say "no."

[ New thing type beat. ]