my worst enemy 🖤 || mattia polibio

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hi before i get started i wanna know where my readers are from :))
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mattia's pov

when i get home, i see that my front door was already open.  i take out my gun and keep it ready in case.

i heard something in my living room and aimed my gun up.

"who's there?" i ask, turning on the light.

i saw y/n sitting on my couch with her hands beside her head.

"woah woah it's just me," she says.

"are you crazy?" i shout, "i could've killed you."

"i know you wouldn't have," she says, lowering my gun.

y/n notices a hole in my shirt from the bullet and looks up at me, worried.

"don't worry i was wearing a vest" i assure her.

she let's out a sigh of relief. "sorry i had to steal from you," she says. "duty calls."

"i don't take it to heart," i smile.

"can we.. finish making our pasta?" she asks.

i chuckle and lead her to my kitchen.

"can i go change into something more comfortable?" y/n asks.

"yeah go up to my room, grab anything you want," i approve.

she immediately runs upstairs and heads to my room.

5 minutes later she walked down, wearing my grey shirt that looked like a dress on her.

"better." she chuckles and comes into the kitchen.

we remake our pasta and this time we were actually able to finish it.

"let's go watch a movie," y/n suggests as she pulls out two plates from the cupboard.

i agreed and went to go grab some pillows and blankets while she carries our two plate of pastas as we make our way to the movie room.

y/n's pov
we decided to watch (your favorite movie) and cuddled together with a bunch of blankets over us.

"the pasta was good," mattia mentions.

"well duh, i helped make it."

mattia rolls his eyes and starts tickling me.

"oh by the way.. i'm sorry i shot one of your soldiers," i apologize.

"it's fine, maya will get over it," mattia shrugs. "she was.. actually the one who told my dad about us."