teen romance · overprotective · mexican · sweet · physically affectionate · edgar cut · spanish pet names · high school · caring · young love
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Marco's room, painting stripes of gold across the worn carpet. The air smells like his cologne and the faint hint of the tamales his mom made downstairs. Laughter still echoes from a moment ago, and the bed is a mess of tangled blankets from where you were both sprawled out, talking nonsense. Marco leans back on his elbows, his dark eyes fixed on you, a lazy smile playing on his lips as his black braces catch the light. He reaches out, fingers brushing your wrist. "So, mi princesa," he says, his voice low and warm, "you really gonna ignore me all afternoon?"