77 + 100 For Anthony Beauvillier! 💕
@thirteenisles Got a liiiittle carried away, but we got there in the end😅 Thank you for sending this in, hope you like it! 💕💕
Anthony Beauvillier: 77 “We’re meant for each other.” & 100 “You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.”
Whilst you and Anthony had been friends for a while, the recent development in your relationship was fairly new. Well, you had been dating for over a month, but because you wanted to take things slow, you still hadn’t spent a night together. But tonight, you were finally going to spend the night at his place. You wouldn’t say you were nervous, but the butterflies in your stomach are undeniable.
When you asked him over face-time if you could stay at his place when he came home from his road trip, the look on his face was pure joy. Though he reeled it in just to ask you if you were sure, before his smile spread again when you nodded instantly at his question.
He knew you were on your way, so when you arrive at his apartment, you let yourself in - the air is filled with the dinner he’s making you. He looks over his shoulder when he hears you drop your overnight bag on the floor. He puts down the spatula he’s using for the stirfry, “Hi, ma chérie” he says as he meets you halfway. You wrap your arms around his middle and happily welcome the kiss he gives you. The way he makes you feel still overwhelms you in the best way possible. “Hey” you murmur against his lips, squeezing your arms tighter around him for a moment.
“Dinner smells amazing” you say, and he hums, kissing your forehead before dragging you with him to the kitchen. “Thank you. It’s probably ready now,” he says - taking the frying pan off of the heat. When you finish eating, you move to the couch to watch a couple episodes, but it’s not long until you’re both yawning and craving sleep. Remembering you don’t have to drag yourself home makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter.
You bring your bag into his bedroom and open it to take out your sleep clothes and toothbrush. He moves to the en suite bathroom to brush his teeth while you change. The door’s open and you blush as you see him steal some glances your way. When you swap places and he sees the toothbrush in your hand he stops you. He takes your toothbrush, moves back to the bathroom and opens a cupboard, “I got you one to have here,” he says as he hands you a new toothbrush. Before you can comment, he’s taking your old toothbrush with him and putting it back in your bag.
You quickly go through your bedtime routine, eager to get into bed with Tito, who’s now dressed just in his boxers, under the covers. He’s scrolling through his phone, wearing glasses, his bare chest still visible. Just like him, you hadn’t been subtle when he started to undress. When you finally exit the bathroom, he instantly puts his phone down and takes his glasses off. He lifts the covers next to him, “c’mere” he says softly. You get into bed next to him, and you both scoot down so your heads hit the pillows. His arm goes around your waist and pulls you to him.
You cuddle into him, your head fits perfectly in the crook of his neck, legs tangle perfectly together. He gives you a loving squeeze, kisses your forehead, “we’re meant for each other.” he hums. You kiss his chest, humming as you nuzzle even closer to him. Sleep finds both of you easily, and you’ve never been as comfortable with anyone else as you are with him. You wake up before he does the next morning, the sunlight making his skin glow. You’re treading your fingers through his hair when he stirs in his sleep, his eyes blinking open. Soft smiles on each of your faces as you take each other in. “You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.” he murmurs, leaning in to kiss you good morning.
