Martijn POV

We are watching TV since 10 am, and now it's 12.30pm and I'm hungry.

"What are we having for lunch?"I ask Miné.

"We'll just cook some pasta"

"Ok, but just for you to know... I can't cook"

"Ah, don't worry. We'll cook together. You just have to help me to get up and remove these shoes"
Looking at her feet, I realize that she's still wearing that pair of high heeled sandals, definitely uncomfortable to wear at home.

"Sandals first.... Hahaha, give me your feet"

She lays her legs on mine, to allow me to unbuckle the tiny straps and remove the shoes from her sore feet.

I decide to give her a little feet massage, before helping her to get up from the couch and walking to the kitchen.

"First of all.... Boil water. Take a pan from that cupboard and fill it with water"

I do as she said and place the pot over the cooker, turning it on of course.

"Now.... Sauce. Just look in the fridge and choose which sauce you want...."

I walk to the fridge and open it, looking for sauce jars.
Oh, there they are!

Amatriciana sounds great to me.

"Is Amatriciana ok.?" I ask my girl.

"Sure. Now we just have to heat it in another pan. You can find some where you took the water pot"

"Oookkk miss"

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Minerva POV

We finished eating our pasta dish a few minutes ago, but we are still sitting at the table to chat about.... About us.

"So.... Martijn I just thought about what you said about Peter a few days ago and..... I owe you some excuses"

"Owww don't worry. I know that love can blindfold you"

"Yeah. In my case, it blindfolded me a lot"

We both giggle at this statement and stay in a comfortable silence, until I break it saying...
"I know that you already miss her"

"Is it that obvious?" he laughs at himself.

"Kind of. But it's normal. You loved her to the moon and back"

"I did. But....... No, ok. Doesn't matter"

Has he some secrets to reveal.

"Come on. Tell me, I'm curious!"

"Oh.... Well, this is embarrassing but...."

But.... What? He's embarrassed, it must be about me. I already know that.... He is kind of attracted to me.

"Hey.... I think that I already know what you mean"

He smiles, his cheeks turning red and his sight leaving mine.

"Ok. I think that I'm really attracted to you and, you already know this"

"Yes, I figured it out"

"Ok, that time when Christina called me in between of sex, I think that you remember that after some time you called me again and.... We spoke about me getting into a suit and whatever"

"Oooohh yes I remember"

"When you began to talk.... I was so turned on.... It made me think about my love for Charelle. This is all"

"Martijn, I know. You basically moaned into the phone!"

His face from red switches to purple. He surely wants to hide right now, but I only want to cuddle with him all day.

"Well. THIS is embarrassing"

"Doesn't matter anymore. But I have to ask you a favor"

"Tell me" he says.

"I have to go to the bathroom....."

"Don't tell me that I have to come inside with you!" he asks me preoccupied.

"What? No. I just need you to help me with my jeans later..."

"Sure! Go to the bathroom, I will wash these few plates and then I'm there for you"

I nod and go to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. With my only available hand I fidget with my jeans until they finally unbutton. It's waaay harder this way.

I pull them down a little, along with my panties and sit on the toilet to do my business.

In the meantime, Martijn is probably washing the pots, because I heard some metallic sounds that came from the other side of the corridor.

The noise stops a few minutes after.

I completely forgot that I'm finished with the bathroom, so I get up, adjusting my panties and jeans, as I can.

Once flushed the toilet, I head to the door and open it, to find Martijn coming towards me.

"Are you ok?" he asks.

"Sure, but I need both your hands" I tell him beginning to pull up my pants.

"Yes. But I can't see anything here"

We enter my room and walk where there's some more brightness to allow Marty to see what he's doing.

He adjusts my panties not touching too much and then, standing behind me, he pulls my jeans up with the needed force that I can't have.

His hands lower to the fly and begins to close my pants, but he eventually stops.

"Hey.... Are you sure that you want to keep these on?" he asks me, probably knowing that these are not comfortable.

"Not really...."

He laughs, jumping on my bed and removing his shoes.

I look at him with a weird face, to ask him what he's doing.

"I want cuddles. And you?"

"Yeees!" I answer him enthusiastic.

He suddenly jumps off of bed and begins to undress.

"Martijn what are you doing? "

"Different kind of cuddles: in underwear and under the covers"

"Martijn?"

"What?" he asks while unbuckling his belt.

"Are you sure you won't get dirty? "

"Oh, I promise..."

What can I do about it? I want this kind of cuddles too.

"Fine. Undress me"

He looks at me with a fake lustful look, which he switches to a playful smile.

"I'd have never imagined that you would have told me this.... But..."

He gets close to me again, removing my pants and adjusting my underwear again.

We are both almost naked, but it doesn't feel... Weird. It's just different.

He lifts the sheets for me to get under them easily, and he joins me a few seconds after, covering himself again.

"How do you feel more comfortable?" he asks me whispering.

"I just have to keep my elbow under control. Nothing more"

He makes me lean on my right side, to leave the left elbow free, then he leans behind me, sliding his left arm under mine and checking the position of my elbow again.

"Is this good?"

"Yes Mr. Pillow. I might be able to fall asleep"

"Oh, me too. Christina told me that you were up all night, so... I thought to give you the occasion to sleep a little"

Fuck, I literally want to marry this human right now.

"Aww. Thank you. You are the best friend ever"

I feel his hand move my hair out of his face and under my head and his lips pecking my neck softly.

His hug gets a little tighter as we intertwine our legs.

"Good night Miné... See you later"

"G 'Night potato"