author’s note: a sweet paulo imagine. the title probably gives it away ;-) this has been in my drafts for a while but i finally finished it. i hope y’all like it!
“I’m going to go make popcorn, do you want some?”
It’s nearly 9 p.m. on a Friday night but they’re at home, doing nothing particularly interesting besides binge-watching Parks & Rec on Netflix. These are their favorite kinds of nights, though – the ones where it’s just the two of them, in the comfort of their own home, spending time with each other without having to worry about restaurant reservations or crowds or getting all dressed up.
Paulo, who’s never one to turn down food, eagerly nods his head yes, so she pulls herself out of his embrace to stand up from the bed. He slaps her ass as she walks away, so she throws a smirk over her shoulder before laughing.
“You can join me in the kitchen, if you want.”
And he does. A minute later, she feels his hands on her ass again as she sets the popcorn bag in the microwave. He wraps his arms completely around her waist so that his chest is flush against her back – it’s almost bothersome, the way he clings to her while she tries to move around, but she doesn’t mind.