#don't know why i'm mean to kiki but it kind of just happened zkfj

[vlindervin7]

Everything you write is good. Can you write something about clingy David? Him just needing and wanting Matteo?

Thank you, dear anon. Here you gooooo. Can’t say it’s the best thing ever written, but this is a good concept. I like it

It had been an unusually hot day, the first of a series of four if Matteo can believe his weather app. It’s nearing eleven thirty, and the air is only now losing some of the unbearable heat, offering refreshment to Matteo’s bare arms. He had a late shift at the restaurant, arriving at Carlos and Kiki’s place a bit late. Summer isn’t really summer without stupid parties at his friends’ houses, Mattoe thinks, so he came, even though all he wanted was to strip and lay on his bed spread eagle while he takes sips of water and waits for his body to fall asleep. 

But where’s the fun in that? 

He rings the doorbell and pushes the building door open when someone buzzes him in. He climbs the stairs and finds the apartment door open already, loud music booming out of it. By the sound of things there seem to be more people than Carlos originally told them there would be. 

Jonas greets him immediately once he enters, leaning against the wall next to the front door with a beer in hand, talking to a girl Matteo doesn’t know. ‘Luigi!’, he yells when he sees him enter, and Matteo can’t help but smile at his loud, slightly drunk voice. He’s already glad he came. ‘You made it! Finally, dude, we’ve been here ages.’ 

‘Yeah. Work, you know’, Matteo answers, because there truly is nothing else to say. 

‘Yeah, yeah’, Jonas says absentmindedly, before turning back to the girl he’s talking to as if he just remembered something. ‘Hey, this is Amelie. She’s in one of my classes, and that’s Matteo, my best friend.’

Matteo smiles at Amelie and pretends not to feel a little spark of happiness at Jonas’ way of introducing him. It’s definitely not the first time and he really should be used to it, but he doesn’t think he’ll ever be to people openly acknowledging Matteo plays an important part in their life. 

Matteo’s just about to walk further into the apartment to find something to drink, when Jonas calls him back one more time to say: ‘You should find David. He’s been waiting for you since he got here.’ 

Matteo frowns at that. They hadn’t seen each other today, as David had morning classes and Matteo had work starting in the afternoon before David got back. It’s always weird to spend a day without seeing David, something that doesn’t sit quite right, but they do live together so it’s not like it’s been ages. 

Plus, David never feels out of place at parties like Matteo does sometimes, and especially not when the majority of the people present are their friends, so it’s a bit strange for Jonas to mention it. Matteo isn’t worried per se, but he’s also not completely at ease. 

Matteo walks further into the apartment. It’s not a large place by any means, but he still runs into most of his other friends before he spots David. When he does, though, he finds him sitting on one of the seats by the window, next to a talking Kiki. His face is turned her way, but he doesn’t seem to be listening or even looking at her. He nods regularly, which must keep her going, but Matteo can tell from across the room he’s not taking any of it in.

He can also tell the moment his eyes land on Matteo, because his entire expression changes from badly feigned interest to immediate joy upon seeing Matteo. That’s another thing Matteo should be used to after all these months probably, but can’t imagine ever being. The way David looks so undeniably happy to see him every time, that Matteo can tell how means he means to David just by looking at his face. Who needs poetry and public gestures when he has the anthology of David’s love available to read in his eyes whenever he wishes. 

Matteo makes his way through the crowd until he’s standing in front of the couch. ‘Hey.’ 

At the sound of his voice, David’s smile grows even wider and so does the love in Matteo’s chest. ‘Hey.’ 

Kiki rolls her eyes and gets up. ‘Maybe you can get through to him, because he hasn’t been listening to anything I’ve been saying.’ 

Once, she’s gone, Matteo takes her place and sits down. David has a strange look on his face and he’s not moving to greet him either. ‘So, why haven’t you been listening to Kiki?’ 

David shrugs. ‘Kiki’s stories can be…’

‘Boring?’, Matteo suggests with a smile. 

David shakes his head at him in disapproval, but he’s still smiling. ‘Not always interesting.’ 

‘Ah, because those are very different things.’ Matteo doesn’t really have anything against Kiki, he’d even go as far as saying he’s come to care for her in a way, especially because he knows she makes one of his best friends so incredibly happy, but he doesn’t think he’ll ever be truly interested in the things she has to say. 

‘Shut up’, David says, ruining the meaning of the words when right after saying them he lets his forehead rest against Matteo’s shoulder. ‘And I missed you.’ 

Matteo almost asks if David is drunk because he’s not normally this sappily affectionate in public except for when he’s had a drink too many, but he really doesn’t seem to be. He’s never been very good at hiding his intoxication. 

Matteo wraps an arm around David’s waist and pulls him close to him despite the heat. There are a few ventilators scattered throughout the room, but the day’s heat hasn’t vacated the place entirely yet and Matteo is pretty sure it won’t before the sun comes up again. ‘Long day?’

David makes an affirmative noise against Matteo’s shoulders and then shifts slightly so his head is resting more on Matteo’s neck, but his mouth is free. ‘Just shitty profs and then we tried to work on that group project, which really didn’t go as planned. And then my phone died, so I couldn’t even text you about it. Just�� needed to see you.’ 

And that Matteo can understand, so he simply kisses the top of David’s head before resting his head on the couch behind him. He’s not very good at relaxing at parties, especially when completely sober, but David’s touch and nearness always has an immediately calming effect on his body, so he sits there for a few minutes stuck in some weird mix of those two. 

He’s getting progressively thirstier the more the minute pass by, though, so he stays that way for a few minutes, before he sits up. He wants to stand, too, but then David holds his arm back and makes this high-pitched whining sound that Matteo really just cannot ignore.

‘What are you doing?’, David asks, also sitting up a little bit. On second thought, he doesn’t look drunk at all, just very tired. 

‘Getting us something to drink.’  

David shakes his head faster than he usually would and tries to pull Matteo back into their earlier position. Matteo is in no way strong enough to resist his boyfriend, who is being very cute right now, and so he lets himself be pulled until he’s leaning against the backrest again and David has made himself comfortable against his chest. 

He can’t deny the warmth growing and spreading, going straight from his heart to the rest of his body. Matteo often needs to have David close, to feel his body strong against his, to remind him that he’s here and that he has love in his life and that he can let go of some of the tension he carries around. He doesn’t try to hide that he’s a very tactile person that needs the reassurance of being loved. He’s always been that way, although at one point he tried to repress that part a bit as he feared it would reveal things about himself he didn’t want to get out. But it’s not a secret anymore. 

His boyfriend has to deal with that side of him more than anyone else, and Matteo often feels as if he’s too needy, or annoying, or asking for too much, that one day he’ll ask for affection and care, and David will have had enough. It hasn’t happened yet. He always gives in with a smile and holds Matteo close. 

One night when it had all been a bit too loud in his brain, Matteo had confessed his fears. David had kissed him and told him that if Matteo wasn’t so forthcoming with his touch, David would be the one asking for it, because he needs it just as much, that being close to Matteo and not touching, even a press of fingertips, feels wrong and unnatural. It had quieted Matteo’s fears in the moment, but it doesn’t stop them from resurfacing now and again.

This is a nice change. It feels good to be so obviously needed, instead of being the needy one. 

How could he refuse his boyfriend anything right now? 

So, he stays and he tries to ignore everything that isn’t the weight on his chest, David’s breath against his neck, his hand on his waist. He manages somewhat. 

After a while of sitting in silence, Matteo’s favorite kind of silence, the one that sounds like love and understanding, David raises his head again. Matteo smiles when their eyes meet. 

‘I know you just got here, but… can we leave?’, David asks, his voice quiet, either from tiredness or embarrassment. Matteo hopes it’s the first one. He never wants David to feel like he does in any way ever. 

Matteo raises his eyebrows in a suggestive manner, hoping to get a smile out of his boyfriend. It works. ‘Shut up. Not to go have sex, dumbass. I just --’, he shrugs, before continuing, ‘Want some time with you.’ 

Matteo smiles and gets up. How could he ever say no to that? ‘Let’s go then’, he says, holding out his hand. David takes it and kisses him once he’s up. 

‘Let’s go then’, he agrees.