Y/n POV
I was lying down in bed with Miguel with his head buried in my chest.
It got extremely cold. I tried to get up, but Miguel stayed in place, keeping a firm grip on my waist.
"I wanna turn off the AC," I say softly, still tired.
"I'll turn it off," Miguel said as his voice vibrated against my skin. He then got up, turned the AC off, and faced me.
I noticed how low his sweatpants fit on his hips.
I then looked down on my chest and saw all the love bites he left on me. I looked up at him and saw the small smirk on his face.
A/n
Idk about this one's it's cute, I guess.. anywaysLove yall💗💗❤️
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