Shall I stay, would it be a sin, when I canβt help falling in love with youβ¦
You sat in your small quarters of the ship. The whole boat was rocking with an incredible force, from the waves crashing against it. The deep navy abyss was all you had seen for days, and now you were both seasick, and utterly tired of the lack of scenery.
The book you had on your lap was certainly not helping your nausea, but, youβd rather be flipping the worn, yellowish pages, than spend another moment with your boisterous, drunk crew mates in the mess hall. Well, actually, there was one you wouldnβt mind spending a little more time withβ¦
The wooden door creaked open, a sliver of light from the corridor flooding your darkened room, and as if on cue, Matthew walked in. There was a smirk on his lips, and he rolled his eyes when he saw you sitting and reading in the dark.
βWell, hello, vampire.β He mumbled, flopping down on your hard, scratchy mattress, pressing a quick kiss to your temple. He frowned, trying to get comfortable.
βHow do you manage to get a wink of sleepβ¦β Matthew groaned quietly, leaning back on the uncomfortable, thin blanket on a bench that you called bed. βWhat are ya reading?β He asked, lazily reaching out to flip the book over. He did this quite carelessly, actually.
Despite the book being utterly terrible, you were mind blown at his ability to treat books like garbage. Sometimes, you wondered how you had ever managed to fall in love with this goddamn manβ¦