Credits: imagine.meandyou

You’re dating the quiet boy in your class. One morning, your and your best friend are speaking about him.

“Marcus never talks. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him speak.”

“He speaks when he wants to.” You say to her.

“Sure.” Your best friend shrugged, not believing you.

Last night

Marcus had you pinned to the bed.

“Darling, won’t you say something?” He breathed down your neck, you wouldn’t say anything.

“Speak love.”

You blush at the memory.