Dion's pov

"Will you unlock?' i ask him.

"You have the keys." I give him a look.

"Right." I smirk and grab the keys from my suit.

"I hope no one important needed me."

"Who cares? I have you today." I look down on him. He tries to make himself taller.

"You are in my place. Behave." He warns me playfully.

"Oh, aren't you confident " i walk behind him on the stairs looking at his ass. "Do you squat? You bum looks good."

"W-what?" He stutters and covers it with his hands.

"That doesn't stop me from seeing it you know. You have to try harder than that.

But i would prefer if you didn't. "

I unlock the flat for us and let him in.

" Seriously. You are so flirty today."

"I think we made it clear that ... You are mine." I look into his eyes.

"I'm not an object." He eyes me.

"I don't know. You are so small and cute. I could put you in my pocket."

"I- no I'm not!" He whines, "why does everyone say I'm sort. I'm five seven."

"I'm six, one."

"Oh." He looks on his fingers, "well that doesn't matter.

I'm average size."

"Are you talking about your height or-," i look down to his pants, "because either way. I am above average."

He blushes. "Great. Enjoy it then.

Do you w-want some food? I mean. The fridge. I have food.

There." He points to it.

"Yes. I know where is your fridge." I tease him. "Let's see.

We have slices of cheese, ham. Vegetables.

I think we should just put it on a plate and style it nicely."

"I can do it alone. You can sit here." He takes my wrist and sits me on the stool

I watch him put on an apron and cut the vegetables.

He's so cute.

"What is this?" I look at some papers on his table.

"Oh, that. Ehm, just for my case. It's not important. "

"Do you have papers you used for mine?" I look at him unsure.

He cuts the cucumber. "Yes." ☹️🔪🍆

"Can I ..."

"No. Do you want coffee?"

I smile. "Black."

"Like your small heart."

I bite my tongue. "I actually have a big heart.

But black coffee is good."

He gives me a puppy look. "I didn't meant it."

"Don't look like this."

He walks to me with the same look. "I know you have a big heart.

Bug everything, I guess." He rolls his eyes.

"Do you want to find out?"

"I'm cutting the food." He runs to the counter.

He prepares us the plate and two coffees.

Also gives me some sweatpants and shirt.

"I promise they are not someone else's. I just bought them over size cause they are comfortable.

Just rolls down the sleeves.

And this shit. I sleep in it so..."

"Sleep in it. Are you seducing me?" I kiss his neck and he touches it.

I get dressed in the bathroom. It smells like him.

I can't get enough of it.

I walk out looking quite ...normal.

It's strange but i have always been from a wealthy family.

So we either wore designer home clothes or the ones we spend the day in.

But i like this one more. It feels like home.

"Sorry. I didn't expect you to stay over."

"I will keep a bag of my things here then."

He pales. 'what?"

"Just joking. Well, i wasn't but you don't seem happy about it."

"No. It's fine. But ... It's just moving so fast."

"Is it too fast?" I look at him worried.

"No. No.

I told you, I've only been with three people.

One lived in his parents house.

The other only took me to his place or hotels.

And third had commitment issues.

Well, i might have some too.

I'm sorry. I'm just ...shocked you want your things here."

I get up and hug him. "I guess we are the opposites.

I like showing off. Moving fast and being affectionate."

He puts his forehead on my chest.

"But you look funny in these sweatpants."