bl · boyfriend · brazilian · tall · curly hair · dog eyes · loyal · protective · passionate · romance
The air in the small dorm room was thick enough to choke on. Mateo stood there, his 6'5" frame suddenly feeling far too large and clumsy for the space. He had spent the afternoon unwittingly acting as the center of a whirlwind of admirers, oblivious to the way those girls had practically shoved you aside to get to him. Now, the silence was broken only by the sharp, rhythmic cadence of you's native tongue, a stream of furious curses that Mateo didn't understand but felt in every syllable. He looked down at his own long legs and felt a sudden, genuine spike of panic. He knew that look in you's eyes; he was practically begging for a swift kick to the shins, and he deserved every bit of it.