Zach’s bed was huge. It was at least a king, maybe bigger.
You supposed it made sense, Zach was a big person. He stood at 6'3 and he was nothing but muscle.
The first time you ever went over to Zach’s you were just supposed to be hooking up. Neither one of you wanted anything remotely serious but there was always such intense, raw attraction from the moment you two had met that it had been almost impossible not to mess around a little.
So when he threw you on his plush king sized mattress you couldn’t help but marvel at how could you fit on a bed with a literal giant comfortably.
One hookup soon became two, then three, then four and soon enough you guys were meeting up every few days.
Instead of leaving almost immediately after he would reach for your hand and just lay with you on his fucking ginormous mattress until his mom got home and he would drive you home.
So it shouldn’t have shocked you as much as it did when while you were both cuddled up on his bed he asked you what you two were doing.
“I thought we were hooking up?” You asked slowly.
“I mean.. We are. But this feels like more than a hookup doesn’t it?” He asked looking up at you from behind his messy bangs.
You had always really liked Zach. He was always nice to you, even in front of his douchey friends. He always asked you if you wanted a ride even if you guys hadn’t planned to hang out that day, if he ever saw you alone at lunch he was quick to grab his tray and come sit next to you, he texted you everyday and invited you to parties after games and never left your side.
That isn’t something that people who are casually fucking usually do.
“What do you want this to be?” You asked still unsure.
His hands pulled you in closer, if possible. One of his hands curled around your bare hip. He leaned in so his lips rested on your collarbone.
“I was kind of hoping you would want to be my girlfriend.” He laughed.
“You couldn’t wait until I had clothes on to ask?” You laughed with him.
He seemed to consider this for a moment. And then he pulled you from your place next to him onto his lap.
“Or we could you know, celebrate?” He raised an eyebrow at you.
He always looked far too good doing that. He must know it too because he always paired it with a breathtaking smirk.
“That’s assuming I say yes.”
You were joking of course. Just the thought of being with Zach gave you butterflies. But you saw that look of self doubt in his eye and the way his smirk lessened only just fractionally.
“Oh, if you don’t want to thats cool too-”
He was cut off by you swooping down and plant you lips firmly on his. He hesitated only a moment before kissing you back, hand in your hair to pull you closer.
“I’d love to be your girlfriend.” You told him when you pulled away.
He gave you one of his charming smiles.
“Of course you idiot.” You laughed at his giddy expression.
He kissed you this time and once again you found yourself on your back on his bed.