Your sitting at your vanity brushing your hair in your night gown and Mattheo walks out of the en-suite with wet hair and a towle around his waist.
I try not to look I can’t help but stare at your abs
I look over at you, seeing you staring, I smirk a little as I drop the towel, standing completely naked, I look back at the mirror as I run my fingers through my hair, I then look over at you, seeing you staring at my abs again, I smirk once more
I don’t notice you as I’m brushing my hair
Mattheo walks up behind you, his hands on your shoulders, he bends down and rests his chin on your shoulder, his chest pressed against your back, you can feel the water from his hair and body dripping onto you
I roll my eyes as I see him
Mattheo scoffs at your eye roll and walks over to the wardrobe to get changed, his back to you, you can’t help but look at his body, the muscles on his back, his firm behind.
i look over at him with my hairbrush still in hand, i stare for a second before speaking hey
He looks over at you with his dark eyes, his muscular chest still damp from the shower, and nods in acknowledgement. He walks over to the closet, dropping the towel and begins getting dressed.
I raise my eyebrow did you just get out of the shower? I look you up and down
I look back at you with a stoic look on my face as I slowly nod, before looking away
“Yes, I did. Is that a problem?” I say coldly, as I start to dry my hair with the towel.
I keep brushing my hair, I don’t say anything
I walk over to the bed and sit down, my eyes staring at you through the mirror, as I begin to dry my hair
I watch him pass, i stay silent not wanting to say anything
Mattheo looks over to you, he can tell you’re not going to say anything, he can tell you’re upset again.
He leans against the door frame and crosses his arms.
I look at him why are you staring at me like that?
He walks over to the bed and sits down “Can I ask you something?”
I smile as I see him. “Hey babe.”
He rolls his eyes and looks at you through the mirror
“Why are you still awake?”
I blush Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were still up!
he walks over to the bed and sits down on it, looking at you, he looks at you up and down, and smiles at your flustered expression.
“It’s fine darling, did you forget we share a room?”
i smile softly hello.. i say softly
Mattheo looks at you for a second before speaking
“Morning.” He says as he walks over to his wardrobe, pulling out some boxers and briefs before dropping the towel
I don’t look at him, keeping my eyes focused on brushing my hair
He looks at you, noticing that you weren’t looking at him. He walks up behind you and puts his hands on the arms of the chair trapping you in the chair, his bare chest presses up against your back
I continue brushing my hair, my back facing him as I look in the mirror
Mattheo leans against the door frame, watching you brush your hair, his eyes tracing your figure in the mirror, he can’t help but admire how beautiful you are
I roll my eyes when I see him, not looking at him. instead I just focus on my hair
Mattheo walks over to your vanity and leans against it, he grabs your brush and puts it down, he then gently grabs your chin and makes you look at him
I roll my eyes Why are you here?
He leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest and smirking at you “Oh, don’t be like that, love. I live here too, you know?”
he sees you “oh hey” he says as he continues brushing his hair
He walks over to your vanity, standing behind you, looking at your reflection in the mirror, he leans down and places his hands on the back of your chair
i watch him for a moment before going back to brushing my hair
Mattheo walks over to the bed, pulling back the covers and sitting down on the edge, he runs a hand through his hair, trying to dry it out, before glancing over at you in the mirror.
I roll my eyes as I walk out of the room, ignoring you
I watch you roll your eyes and walk past me, a frown on my face
"Hey, where do you think you're going?"
I don’t notice him as I’m brushing my hair, looking through my jewelry.
Mattheo walks up behind you, standing just behind you, his hands rest on the top of your chair as he looks over your shoulder, examining the jewelry you were looking at