𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒. matthew gray gubler

↳ xix. happy with you

xix. happy with you
—LOLA NOVAK

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       "I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH
you," Matthew whispered, not giving me a chance to respond before he pressed his lips against mine once again.

His lips moved against mine slowly, sucking and biting them and reducing me into a giant puddle of mush. I'd always known Matthew had been a good kisser—he just radiated that type of energy, especially with the way he always licks his lips and does something weird with his mouth all the time.

But the way he kept pausing, opening his eyes and gazing at me for a few seconds before continuing—it made me feel so special and loved. This entire thing made me feel the best I've felt in a very long time—it was like all my confidence had been restored, after being so insecure for such a long time.

I pecked him on the lips once more, finding his face and holding it, pressing his cheeks together and grinning happily. "God, you're so cute." I whispered to him, and he smiled shyly, trying to kiss me again. I dodge it and he whined, running his hand up and down my thigh and sending shivers down my spine.

"Matthew, you have all the time in the world to kiss me." I deadpanned.

"Exactly." Matthew said, taking in my bottom lip between his teeth and sucking on it. I whimpered, holding him before pulling away.

"Love, if we kiss too much it'll get boring." I told him, stroking his nose.

"I don't think I'll ever find you boring." Matthew shrugged, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"You are such a boyfriend." I told him.

"Oh, so I'm your boyfriend now?" He asked me, raising his eyebrow.

"No, I meant that you have good boyfriend energy. But if you want to..." I muttered, trailing my fingertips down his jawline.

"Nah."

"You're funny." I rolled my eyes.

"I can't believe you just know that I want to." Matthew rolled his eyes. "I think I spoil you too much with love. You're beginning to think you run the world."

"Oh baby, I do run the world." I told him, smirking and pecking him on the lips one more time.

"Can you sleep here tonight?" Matthew asked me softly, running his hand up and down my back as if it would seduce me into saying yes. Too bad I was already seduced.

"Mhm." I muttered, bumping my nose against his. "Can I use your shower?"

"If you let me join you." He shot back, smirking and proceeding to kiss me again.

I rolled my eyes, blushing at the mere thought of it. "I honestly have no clue what to do when you flirt with me."

"I know. You get so red." Matthew said teasingly, cupping my cheek. "Go shower and we can go to bed."

I raised my eyebrow at him, and Matthew pursed his lips together shyly.

"Yes, we. In one bed, because I said so." Matthew clarified, slapping my cheek with an excited smile. "Go, doll.

I groaned, getting off of the man and standing in front of him. "The only thing that kills me more than "beautiful", is "doll'."

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      I WAS LAYING ON MATTHEW'S
bed, relaxing as I waited for him to finish his shower. I decided to ditch social media for tonight and instead stole one of Matthew's books to read. I heard the bathroom door open at last, Matthew casually walking out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. I saw a flash of abs and got pathetically shy, diving underneath the covers and hiding my red face from him.