╰ ♡ pretty boy.

^{Matt grins at the laugh he manages to wrangle from Jonathan ( which feels like a miracle considering the guy seems to live and breathe anxiety ), and stares at the way the boy’s fingers touch his mouth, and— oh no. He is definitely getting that warm-all-over feeling that comes with wanting to kiss someone and having a clear opportunity to actually do it. But from the way Jonathan is smiling at him, Matt wagers that maybe that’s not such a bad thing ( or maybe Matt is just hilariously bad at picking up signals, like some kind of busted, hormonal metal detector that beeps at everything — but Jonathan makes him want to take his chances ).}

^{Matt reaches out and curls his fingers around Jonathan’s wrist, pulling his hand away from his face — and now it’s MATT’S fingers touching Jonathan’s mouth as he holds the other boy’s cheek in his palm and drags his thumb over his bottom lip.}

^{He ignores the stammered question, the obvious RESURGENCE of twitchiness, and leans forward to kiss over Jonathan’s mouth, slow and gentle and closed lipped — giving him MORE than enough wiggle room to dodge it if he is, in fact, disgusted by Matt and everything he stands for.}

^{And then Matt’s pulling back, despite the fact that pulling Jonathan into his lap and pushing his tongue into his mouth and his hand down his pants is infinitely more preferable, because he definitely just heard the gym doors bang open as a group of freshmen take the well worn short cut through to the west wing. So he just deflates against the bleaches and SMILES at Jonathan, as though what he did was not potentially unsolicited sexual assault.}

 ^{❛ We should hang out more. You know, OUTSIDE of you trying to keep me from failing finals. I just think we’d be a GOOD TEAM.❜}

^{Jonathan stays quiet while Matt just stares at him, his cheeks feeling all too warm with the situation. he doesn’t understand why Matt isn’t answering him, but he’s too distracted by having Matt’s eyes on him to really, really think about it at first.}

^{There are so many reasons Matt could be staring; there could be something on his face, or maybe there’s something between his teeth (but that doesn’t make much sense since he hasn’t had any food), or maybe Matt has just decided that he hates Jonathan’s face and can’t look away from such a monstrosity—}

^{He’s pulled from his thoughts by a gentle touch against his wrist. he looks up at Matt in surprise, before following the movement of the other’s hand as it moves to touch Jonathan’s face. those sweet fingers pressing against his skin makes his eyes fall shut for a few seconds, him leaning into the fingers without even realizing.}

^{He never really noticed just how far gone he’s been for Matt.}

^{His eyes open just in time to see Matt starting to lean in towards Jonathan, making the boy freeze and his eyes widen. Before he can even question what Matt’s going to do, there are smooth lips pressing against his own. he gives a quiet, startled gasp, but he doesn’t hesitate to close his eyes and press into the kiss once he’s gotten past the initial shock.}

                   ^{MATT’S KISSING HIM. MATT’S KISSING HIM. MATT’S KISSING HIM.} 

^{like a neon sign flashing in his mind, those three words seem to be all he’s able to comprehend. of course until Matt ends the kiss and Jonathan’s so close to whining and taking more of what he wants, but he’s able to calm himself. he doesn’t even open his eyes right away, too busy trying to chase that wonderful feeling rolling around in his stomach and keep it there forever.}

^{The gym doors being pushed open don’t even pull him back down to earth, it’s Matt’s voice.}

^{When his eyes flutter open, they immediately seek out Matt’s lips, and his cheeks redden when he remembers how they felt on his own. He’s sure his lips will be tingling all day long.}

                                                             ^{❝ — y-you kissed me. ❞}

^{The words are soft, coated with his obvious surprise. Matt could do so much better, could have anyone, and he kissed Jonathan. He’s not complaining, at lest he can die happy now.}

                                                  ^{❝ I’d love to hang out… all the time. ❞}

^{His words are rushed this time— EXCITED, and he doesn’t want to give Matt any time to change his mind. He wants to keep this boy forever, not let him slip through his fingers.}

                                                          ^{❝ Oh, yeah, the best team. ❞}

^{He wonders if Matt can tell how absolutely lovesick he is.}