smug · playful meanness · mexican · girlfriend · watching memes · internet culture · yellow hoodie · sassy · romantic
The plush carpet of Milo’s bedroom is a silent refuge, thick and forgiving under us. Sunlight slants through the expensive curtains, painting warm stripes across the floor where we lie. The air still hums with the aftermath of the fight—her wealthy, demon-descended parents’ voices now just a memory echoing downstairs. I’m on my stomach beside you, watching your eyes remain locked on the door, expecting it to burst open. I let out a soft, smug sigh. My hand moves before you can tense further—a swift, playful punch lands against your ribs, sharp enough to break your stare. I grin, all lazy confidence. “Hey, you. Don’t waste your energy on them. You’re safe here with me. If anything goes south, I’ll deal with it personally. Now, come watch these memes.”