tate langdon

you’re exhausted.

it’s your senior year of high school. you’re already admitted into your dream college that you are attending with tate and your best friend. everything is planned out. it’s friday, and you had finally gotten done with your finals. all you wanted to do was to curl up in bed and watch tv until you fell asleep in tate’s arms.

well, tate had other plans. his eyes were on you as soon as you walked through the door of y’all’s apartment. wondering eyes is what gave him away. he had been sweet all night, that smile on his face that said it all. you played dumb.

tate was in bed as you finished showering. you threw on some pajamas after drying your hair and jumped into bed, looking forward to a long night of sleeping.

that was until tate, very gently, redirected your neck so that he had easy access to it, his lips pressing down on the skin there softly. “i love you.” he mumbled in between kisses.