Best Friends / Mariano Castano

chapter 12 // talking

i dragged mattia along, leading him to the kitchen. "couldn't resist coming over?" i asked him. "you wouldn't leave my mind." he said. i turned to look at him and smiled at the pure look on his face. "devy?" i called. "who was- oh hi mattia." devy greeted, a confused and surprised look on her face. "hey." mattia greeted back. devy looked at our hands and made a weird face. "uh where's mar?" she asked. my face hardened and i shrugged, pulling mattia to the stools. "back there." mattia said from behind me. i sat him down as devy left. i grinned at mattia as he smiled widely at me.
     "hungry?" i asked starting to move to the refrigerator. "mhm." he hummed pulling me towards him and in between his open legs. he quickly wrapped his arms around my waist. i blushed slightly snaking my arms around his neck. "cosa vuole mangiare il bambino?" i questioned him. (translation: what does the baby want to eat) he threw his head back and laughed. "i love when you speak italian." he confessed, his cheeks turning a soft rosy red. i smirked as my fingers played with the hair on his nape. "i know." i teased. "straight hair suits you." he muttered while one of his hands played with my hair. "i was thinking about dyeing it black." i told him. "i can dye it for you." he said. i laughed. "fuckkk no." i said pulling away. "come onnnn! just look at my brown strand!" he argued laughing. i rolled my eyes, starting to open the refrigerator. "no tia." i told him firmly. he said nothing and suddenly i was lifted off the ground. "tia! put me down!" i shrieked at his placed me on his shoulders. he laughed loudly as i gripped onto his shoulders tightly.
"can you keep it down?" a voice growled. my eyes snapped to the doorway to see mariano glaring at us angrily. behind him stood a concerned devy. "mettimi giù." i told mattia tapping his shoulder. (translation: put me down) he listened and carefully placed me down in front of him, keeping a hand on my shoulder. "what's up your ass?" i snapped at mariano. the least thing he could do was act like he didn't hate mattia. mariano opened his mouth to say something but before he could devy placed a hand on his shoulder. he looked at her and immediately softened the look on his face. my face scrunched up in distaste. mattia squeezed my shoulder and I turned to look at him. the soft look on his face caused a smile to decorate my lips.
"sorry nena." mariano said, i turned back to accept his apology and my eyes widened. he wasn't looking at me. he was looking at devyn and apologizing to her. "i told you to be nice." devyn scolded him. i bit my lip. he always called me nena. it was his thing. when one of the boys tried calling me that he would immediately tell them not to. he claimed that nickname.
before they could turn back to look at me, i turned to mattia and his face softened even more, seeing the pained expression on my face. "non so più cosa stia succedendo." i murmured to him. (translation: i dont know whats happening anymore.) "say sorry." i heard devy say. "valentina." mariano called. i stayed facing mattia, and i watched as mattia's eyes moved from my eyes to mariano. "im not the one you should be apologizing to." i said roughly. i heard him sigh, "sorry mattia. im just looking out for her."
after mariano apologized, he and devyn left somewhere together and everyone started to come down stairs. mattia got along with everyone. he told me the boys had fallen asleep as soon as they arrived and that they would stop by later.
now everyone was chilling in the living room. i laughed from the floor, as mattia made a tiktok with keith and cayman. mattia rolled his eyes and walked over to me smiling. "hey...can you sing for me?" he asked out of nowhere. he had accidentally caught me singing before, i had believed him to be asleep but he was actually awake and listening. but i didn't like singing for anyone even if they had heard me sing before. i heard someone scoff from the couch and my eyes snapped over to see maraino looking at us, devy by his side. his eyes dropped when my eyes locked with his. he knew i didn't like singing. he thought i wouldn't sing for mattia. key word, thought. i was feeling petty. i looked around to see everyone minding their own business. i turned back to mattia, he pouted. "okay." i stated boldly. his face brightened and he pulled me up. "piano." he said. i felt myself become nervous. fuck. everyone was going to hear then. i had no problem playing the piano but singing was a whole different story. i was thinking about doing it later or something. i gulped as mattia pulled out the seat. i sat down and looked up from the keys. marianos eyes were trained on me, a hardened look on his face. if i didn't do it, mariano would rub it in mattia's face. i patted the spot next to me so mattia would sit. he did and smiled brightly at me. my heart warmed at the pure sight and i breathed in deeply. i placed my hands on the keys. i hadn't played in a while. i breathed out softly beginning to play the keys, "here goes nothing." i muttered. (a/n: play vid at the too if ud like)