Days like this are your favourite.

Just the two of you laying around on your bed, the sun reflecting on your boyfriend's skin as you stare at each other, chatting about nothing and everything at the same time, meaningless yet so precious, nonsense but interesting.

"¿Vos por qué pensás que algunos mates te hacen tan mal el estómago tras tomarlos?" he asks, out of nowhere when you had previously been talking about the stars. (why do you think some mates -a very typical drink in Argentina and Uruguay-give you stomachaches after drinking them?)

"Son como el té amor, serán hechos para eso" (they are like tea love, they may be done for that)

"¿Pensás que la copa del mundo queda bien allá?" he asks, pointing to where the replica stands next to some photos of the two of you. (do you think the worls cup looks good there)

"Obvio, amor. Aunque quedará mal, el que es campeón del mundo pone la copa donde le venga en gana" (of course love. Even if it looked bad, someone who is world champion puts the cup wherever they want)

It's almost midday when the two of you finally abandone your bed after Paulo's stomach reminds him he needs to eat.

He watches you, stars in his eyes, fully in love as you cook some eggs, the fruit he was supposed to be cutting abandoned as he walks to you, arms around your waist and head buried in your neck.

"Te amo tanto, ¿sabés?" (I love you so much, you know?)

"Más te valía, tantos años aguantandote, mínimo me debés amar tanto como yo a vos" (you better, so many years putting up with you, minimum you must love me as much as I do you)

"Yo te amo más" (I love you more)

"Ni en pedo" (no way)

"Es la verdad, lo que pasa es que vos no me querés creer" (it's true, what happens is that you don't want to believe me)

You don't keep on the love quarrel, you both know the other will never agree, Paulo kisses your cheek, going back to his job as you serve the two of you some coffee.

When you eat is quiet, still too sleepy and everything you truly have to say was spoken earlier, in bed.

You eat the food, he compliments it as you do the same with his fruit-cutting skills, making him laugh.

The two of you clean up and settle on the couch, cuddling, no space in between the two of you as you want to feel all of him, so does he.