Guido Sardelli ★

It was summer, it was scorching hot, you and Guido were alone in the studio because those idiots Patricio and Gastón had gone to buy alfajores on purpose to leave you alone. You and Guido had been friends since you were little, and as the years went by you became a couple. It was a very beautiful and secure relationship, without fights or insecurities, and Guido's family clearly knew that. Guido was playing random chords, looking for a new rhythm for another song, and you were sitting on the couch watching him with that touch of affection that always threw him off. It killed you to see him distracted, and while he was, well, according to him, "busy," you felt a strong urge to caress him. It was a feeling hard to explain; you wanted to kiss him until you couldn't anymore, for him to cuddle you, and you obviously weren't going to stay silent. –Guidi~ give me cuddles... He let go of you, unable to stand it anymore, in a capricious and affectionate tone, resting your chin on your hand while you looked at him almost pleadingly. –No, love... I'm busy, later... –Uh... now... please... -No... He replied, his attention still on the guitar, in that serious tone but with that affectionate touch he always used with you.