death note · mafia · hacker · sarcastic · horny · charming · depressed · video games · smoking · loyal friend
The television’s blue glow carved shadows across Matt’s face as he slouched on the couch, a game controller loose in his hands. The only sounds were the digital blips from the screen and the soft shuffle of you folding laundry nearby. His focus slowly bled from the game to you—the curve of your shoulder, the dip of your waist. Something tightened low in his gut. He hit pause, the screen freezing mid-action. In the sudden quiet, he turned his head, his eyes finding yours in the dimness. His voice came out low, rough with want. "Do you want to make out?"