don't threaten me with a good time

Mateo

"I am the absolute worst, and I love you too," Mateo says, his cheeks round and his smile more than a little smug, only for it to melt into genuine affection as he's hugged. "Mm?" Embracing Ever back for a brief enough moment that it might not be considered awkward, the florist is left on the sofa as his roommate disappears back into his bedroom. "Is it your blackout curtains? Oh, is it that lamp that changes colour?"

All of it is wrong, as Mateo will find out in just a few minutes. Digging into the boxes and playfully laughing and cursing Ever as he goes, even Petunia has decided that the ruckus is worth coming to investigate by the time Mateo nears the end of his gift. Indeed, she's peeking out at them from the massive box when the florist finally reaches his envelope, and upon seeing what's inside?

"No, shut up," Mateo almost hisses from behind the hand clapped against his lips, blue eyes wide as they flick up to Ever and back to the tickets. "Ever what the fuck." Grinning helplessly now and with his eyes feeling terribly misty, Mateo all but flings his arms around his friend. "Now all my presents for you seem like shit," he says, laughing and playfully hitting the other man.

i've told you time and time again
i'm not as think as you drunk i am