𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 ⁂ {𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪}

_12

mattia's eyes are locked in on the tv in front of him, burning holes into the lcd screen. kairi just sits far back on the younger's bed, legs pointed parallel to himself. he has his hands held limp in his lap, growing impatient by the minute. he huffs, checking his phone, about 20 minutes pass and mattia has yet to say anything convenient to him.

"i think i'm just gonna get going, mattia" kairi sighs with a grimace, but he's held back by a tight hold on his forearm. "bro sit i'm just playing this last battle, i put a pizza in the oven and everything... stay" kairi's not convinced but he sits anyway, just to try to keep mattia the company. it's not like he thinks he needs it, but, it's the right thing to do.

mattia curses when he's shot dead by an opponent. ironic. he points the playstation controller towards kairi, holding one of the handles. "wanna play?" he asks, but he's slightly disappointed when the older gently denies. "i thought you came over here so we can play video games" mattia flicks his head to the side, a slight smirk upturned. "yes, i did. but i'd rather not play today" mattia rolls his eyes. "suit yourself"

he reaches down, turning off the gaming console and turns his attention back to kairi. he's clearly agitated. "so," mattia starts, "what's up?" and kairi seems to perk up at the change of interest. "nothing much! glad to see you off that stupid game and talking to your guest" the younger falls back, "don't get slick with me, i'll kick you out of my house in a heartbeat you wimp"

kairi rolls his eyes.

mattia leans back on his hands behind him, peering straight through kairi. he plays uncomfortably. just for a second though. it's quiet. a little too quiet. but that falters when kairi subconsciously lets out a little giggle and he swears for a moment he can see a light flicker in mattia's eyes. he looks so soft right now, so innocent. less mean than usual. kairi giggles again, mattia's eyes flicker. it's an ongoing cycle.

mattia wants him so fucking bad.

but he can't let him know that. so instead what he does is act out of impulse. "you're so fucking gay bro, quit looking at me like that" kairi's little giggle fading away immediately. he shakes his head, smile dropping, jovial mood dropping with it. "whatever" he whispers. and mattia feels bad.

he mumbles, hoping he's quiet enough for kairi not to hear him "i wanna kiss you so bad right now" but no. no no no. "what the fuck did you just say?" kairi's loud, he forgets mattia's parents are home. "shut the fuck up!" he whisper-screams, eyes widening, but kairi's not having it, he hushes himself. "what did you say mattia??" the younger hurries up, closing his room door. "i said nothing"—"you said you wanted to fucking kiss me?!" kairi's eyes are darting at mattia's head. he's blushing.

"so what if i said i wanted to kiss you?" mattia's voice is unnerving, he doesn't sound lenient in the slightest. he turns away. "so if you wanted to kiss me... i wouldn't mind" and kairi's lament with this statement. he's scared. mattia snaps his head back, his unsettling voice changing mellow within a few seconds. with a shy chuckle, he scoots next to the older, gently resting his hand next to his, not touching, but almost. both of their heart rates skyrocket because god... the tension is building like crazy. the two can almost feel each other's body heat emitting from one another.

kairi starts shaking, he's never been in a position quite like this. he doesn't know how to react and he's so close to crying he can feel the tears bottling up. he's not sure why he's about to cry, though. "mattia," he doesn't even look up. "are you going to kiss me..." and mattia's quiet, he tries to revive and be benign with the smaller. "do you want me to?" and the older replies "yes..."

then all at once, kairi feels a hand on his chin. mattia is so tender. he feels so safe. kari's head is tilted diagonally so that he's met face to face with the younger. mattia leans in, eyes gazing to his lips and he just looks so... so passionate. he's so focused on kairi, and it came so naturally. kairi senses something is off. mattia whispers sweet nothings against the older's lips. mixes of "you're so beautiful" and "i'm so happy i finally get to do this" kairi's arms lay pliant out in front of him. he's so, so small next to mattia and it isn't until he's engulfed in a sweet press of their lips does he realize this. it's like he's melted in his touch.

the kiss is sloppy, kairi's hands falling to the small of mattia's waists. mattia's hands stroking circles on the other's face. this all feels too good. kairi's cheeks flood red when he lets out a muffled moan, subconsciously trying to roll his hips into the air, letting out a choked whine when he feels absolutely nothing. mattia pushes his tongue in the older's mouth, letting saliva purposely fall out of his mouth and into the other's. and god if only you heard the sounds coming from the two you'd think they were doing something else. kairi impatiently bounces, hauling away quickly and fuck he looks like a dumb little fucked out puppy.

cheeks red, lips swollen, eyes glazed over with what can only be lust. mattia shows a menacing smile, flipping his direction so now he's laying horizontally on his bed, pulling kairi onto his lap with one brisk motion. the younger thrusts up into kairi's erection, causing him to whine out his name inaudibly. kairi cannot comprehend what they're about to do.

"oh fuck, the pizza's burning" mattia wails.