You had never been a fan of physical affection. Not at all— because every time you had allowed someone that privilege, they pushed it one step too far and sent you in a spiral and you closed yourself off for months at a time, in an attempt to protect yourself and your dignity.

And that is the whole reason for why you didn’t think you deserved Enzo. It had happened completely out of the blue— the relationship— and it was the best thing in your life. However, you always let that one thing stand in the way. You never wanted hugs, or to kiss behind closed doors.. nothing physical.

You found yourself apologising often, saying that you didn’t deserve him and that he could easily find a girl that would be open to those signs, those simple acts that always seemed too far for you. But Enzo never left— he refused to.

He worked with your problems, never overstepping boundaries and always checking in on you. Sure— he remained as close as he comfortably could to you, but never once reached out in hopes that maybe one day you would finally let him.

And that day was today.

School had been stressful, and it had dragged hours longer than necessary. You were tired, you were frustrated, and your mind was all over the place. Which is why you found yourself at his dorm room door, hesitant to knock.

You wanted him. needed him.