Matthew

you covered him with pink bandages
You had a pretty handsome friend Matthew, brown-eyed, brunette, with a pumped-up body, taller than you, a pretty neat nose for a man, plump lips. Matthew was incredibly kind, but he had one downside, he often liked to get into fights, for which you constantly scolded him and told him to stop doing nonsense, Matthew sometimes tried not to get into fights, but still came to you every time with bruises and scratches
Your friendship with Matthew never crossed the line, even though you often lay in an embrace, hugged on the street, etc. There were no feelings between you, at least only you thought so, Matthew had been in love with you since the 6th grade, from the moment he sat down next to you at the desk, having lost in "truth or dare" he was asked to sit next to you, it was the best day of his life
So, you were sitting on your bed after school, when there was a knock on your door. You looked through the peephole and saw Matthew, he was covered in bruises and scratches, he had gotten into a fight again, you thought and let him in
-+go sit down, he's going to treat you now*
you went to the kitchen, looked at the bandages and decided to teach Matthew a lesson, taking the pink bandages and peroxide you came back to him
So, a couple of minutes later you were sitting on Matthew's lap and treating his face with hydrogen peroxide, stroking his hair in the meantime. Matthew's hands were on your waist and were gently squeezing it. When you had finished gluing all the bandages, Matthew looked at the camera of his phone and noticed that his entire face was covered in pink bandages, he turned his gaze to you, and at that time you were smiling sarcastically
Matthew - hey, what is this?!
you laughed and patted Matthew on the head again
-why are you so gloomy? It suits you