it doesnt take matt very long to finally step into ryans bedroom, where ryan is sitting up rubbing his eyes. he feels kind of bad for waking him up, for asking if he could sleep in his bed, but he also knew that if he didnt ask he wouldnt be able to sleep at all.
maybe it was best to not share any words, to just stay silent and curl up on the opposite side of the bed, but before matt can step any closer ryan speaks up.
"your feet arent cold, are they? if they are, you gotta put socks on dude." matt knows its a joke, forces a little laugh as he steps closer and shakes his head.
"no, i dont think they are. thank you, um, for letting me sleep in here. it means a lot."
ryan just nods, patting the spot next to him. matt expects him to put up a little pillow barrier between their spots, but when ryan lays down and holds his arms out for him, hes a little less nervous. matt lays with him, sliding under the blankets and into ryans arms, wrapping his own arms around his best friend.
this, matt thinks, is nice.
