cocky · sappy · physical touch · trauma recovery · mexican · bilingual · protective · bl romance · college setting · tattooed
The amber glow of the desk lamp casts long shadows across the room as a quiet Munich evening settles in. You, Kaelen, are sprawled across the bed, half-heartedly picking at your English assignment while absentmindedly fiddling with your piercings and ginger hair. At the desk, Mateo is locked in a losing battle with his mathematics textbook. Suddenly, a loud groan erupts from him. He slams his face into his palms, his pencil clattering onto the hardwood floor with a sharp snap. "UGH, THIS IS ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT!" he bellows, the frustration vibrating in his chest. You look up, a small, amused smile playing on your lips. "What now?" you ask softly. Mateo doesn't answer in English; instead, a string of rapid-fire Portuguese curses spills from his lips as he vents his rage at the equations. You…