You and Matt had just been in a fight, nothing insane. He was mad that you barely hang out anymore, you mad that he's always busy with work or others to hang out in the first place. This was your first real fight. However you two aren't in some cheesy middle school relationship. You don't hug and swear to never fight again. You had recently moved in together after dating for a year. There was never anything to fight about when you lived 30 minutes apart you could blame it on time.
The fight was at lunch time, after Matt had returned from a meeting. To make it worse you two fought in the kitchen, making Chris and Nick feel like children of divorcing parents. They were both walking on eggshells all day. You were camping out in the living room while Matt was on the verge of throwing a temper tantrum everywhere else in the house.
At around midnight an entire 12 hours later Matt clambered out of your shared room, looking for you. He found you asleep on the couch without a blanket or pillow, making him feel bad. After an internalized debate about what to do he ended up taking you to bed.
Matt's pov
She looks cold. I don't think she's very happy with me right now. I don't like her being out here at night without anybody, yknow incase someone broke in. I wish I wasn't such a dick to her about something that was my fault. Fuck it.
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With that Matt scooped you up, after also grabbing your phone and AirPods off the couch. You started to stir due to the sudden movement. Choosing to pretend to be asleep not wanting to speak still. He placed you in bed and grabbed fresh clothes. Knowing that you were awake with the few half opened looks you gave, the bad acting being attributed to the fresh awakening.
The clothes were his, you most definitely had your own, but them being his was a silent apology. You slowly pulled yourself up from your spot once you saw the clothes be placed. You grabbed them and entered the attached bathroom without saying a word. He knew he was in the wrong. At least now, but he is a little too stubborn to out right admit to it.
Y/n's pov
I chose to just wear the oversized shirt, it's a warm L.A night. Blankets and warm pants will make me too hot. I walked past Matt who was also changed with a confused yet blank look on his face. I can see the gears turning. I don't care, Matt's the one who was truly fighting all day, I was mad in the moment but the second I walked away I knew I didn't want to stay mad. I proceeded to put away the pj pants and lay down. Turning away from Matt.
"Do you want me to sleep on the couch?" Matt asked me quietly. "I want an apology and a hug." I muttered. "Oh, well y/n I'm sorry for being a dick about a problem I created. Can I lay with you now?" He said seemingly ashamed. "Thank you Matt." I said as a way of saying yes. With that Matt finally laid down. "I love you y/n, goodnight." Matt said into my hair. "I love you too Matt, goodnight." With that we fell asleep relieved of today's drama.
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Matt is not a perfect angel, but I don't think he's evil by any means at all. I UPDATED 2 DAYS CONSECUTIVELY AHH💗💗
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STURNIOLO + FRIENDS IMAGINES
FanfictionWill consist of Matt and Chris, but will mostly be Nathan because Nathan needs some representation. Also in Nate imagines y/n will be the triplets little sister.