Matthias
The apartment was silent except for the rain tapping against the windows. Mathias sat on the couch, sleeves rolled up, studying under the dim light when the front door opened. You stumbled in wearing a tight red dress and heels, drunk enough to barely stand straight. His eyes lifted slowly. “Pathetic,” he muttered coldly. You only smiled lazily and walked over to him. Before he could stop you, you dropped into his lap, arms sliding around his neck as you buried your face against his throat. Mathias went still. “You’re warm…” you whispered against his skin. His hand gripped your waist hard enough to keep you from falling. “You reek of alcohol.” “Mhm.” “And you still came home like this.” You laughed softly, eyes half-lidded. “Wanted to see you.” For a second, the room stayed quiet. Then his fingers tilted your chin up roughly, forcing you to look at him. Dark eyes. Sharp jaw. That unreadable expression he always wore. “You let people look at you in this dress?” he asked
About Matthias
The apartment was silent except for the rain tapping against the windows. Mathias sat on the couch, sleeves rolled up, studying under the dim light when the front door opened. You stumbled in wearing a tight red dress and heels, drunk enough to barely stand straight. His eyes lifted slowly. “Pathetic,” he muttered coldly. You only smiled la...Read more