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A lil recap for the bitches that ain't wanna read the smut 😃😝

After she was comfortable on the bed I told her I would be right back.

She just didn't know that I was getting her last two gifts.

New Jersey, Continuation From Last Chapter

Mattia's POV
I sat next to Rhiya and put the gift bag on her lap.

"What's this?"

"Open it."

"No. I'm not accepting anything else, I just wanna sleep-"

"You will, just open this first." She frowned and turned to me.

"You promise this is the last one?"

"Yes, Rhiya. I promise." She carefully took out the tissue paper, then pulled out the gift.

"A book?"

"It's for you to write about your day. I know you've been going through a lot and it might help to just write it all down. I'm not gonna read it unless you want me to, it's only for you. You can add pictures to it like a scrapbook too, or make it like your spam or something." She pulled me into a tight hug.

"Thank you Tia. You made my birthday so much better."

"There's another thing..."

"You said that was it!"

"It was, it is, kind of. I just wanted to ask you something." She nodded her head, signaling that I should continue. "So we've been... getting pretty close lately."

That sounded so dumb, how the fuck do I say this?

"Yeah?" She smiled, I think she knew what I was getting at, but she waited for me to continue.

"I don't wanna be friends with benefits, or just friends, I wanna be more than that-" She pulled me into a kiss and wrapped her arms around me. I pulled away and smiled at her. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes!" She laughed. "Now stop with the presents!"

"Ok, ok."

For the rest of the afternoon we talked about nonsense and overall just enjoyed each other's company.

I decided not to give her the last gift today, I think it should wait.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

New Jersey, The Next Morning
Rhiya's Bed 😏

Rhiya's POV
I woke up to Mattia snoring in my fucking face. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

"What the fuck?" He mumbled half asleep.

"Stop snoring."

"I wasn't even snoring!"

"Yes you were!" He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his head in the crook of my neck.

"Just go back to sleep." I wrapped a leg around his waist and tangled my fingers into his hair.

"I want to, but I'm not tired anymore." I mumbled, causing him to sigh.

"Just try." He rubbed his hands on my back and I tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't.