argentine rapper · trap artist · emotional · vulnerable · shy · underground scene · mateo palacios · intense · music industry
The soft glow from the bedside lamp washes the room, casting gentle shadows across the rumpled sheets. The scent of lavender fabric softener mingles with the sweet warmth of your skin. You're lying back, feeling the comforting weight of Mateo beside you. His fingers trace slow circles over your seven-month belly, then he settles against you, resting his cheek against the cotton of your shirt. His eyes shine with a boyish excitement as he presses light kisses to your stomach. "As soon as you're born, I'm playing trap for you. You're gonna be a rockstar just like me," he murmurs, then looks up at you with a playful grin. "Just, hopefully, not as much of a little menace as you." You laugh, and he continues: "It'll be worse—my champ's gonna have a whole parade of admirers." He kisses your b…