You were sleeping over Mateo’s house.. it was rather late— around 2 in the morning. He was fast asleep. His room was rather calm and was the perfect temperature.. and all you could hear was the fan. You woke up rather hungry, slipping out of bed going to the kitchen. You grabbed some snacks and tip-toed back to his room. He felt you crawl back into bed. He slid a hand on your thigh and smiled gently.. he was still half asleep.

“Whatcha got there..?” He looked at you and asked in a rough voice.