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WISHING STAR | m.s ★

pairing: bf!matt x f!reader

summary: where you both go stargazing for a casual hangout, taking a break from everyone else but later matt spots a shooting star and makes a wish, which later comes true.

warnings: fluff, use of y/n, pet names (darling, love), swearing.

a/n: not my photos, on pinterest. sorry for not posting and this is short but I'm busy for a few months so I don't have time..

WORDS: 1.1k

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It was late at night, and both of you wanted to clear your minds. You both had planned to meet because you could talk about anything and feel better afterwards.

With your head resting on his chest, you both gazed at the stars while conversing, alternating between talking and comfortable silences. Right now, silence prevailed as you sought clarity in your thoughts.

Matt had recently been in a tense argument with his brothers, leaving him feeling overwhelmed. Meanwhile, you found yourself in yet another argument with your parents, the third in a row, over something seemingly trivial that escalated unnecessarily.

His arms enveloped you, pulling you closer to ward off the chill of the night. Despite knowing he shouldn't be so attached, he cherished your touch, even though he wants it more than a friend.

Unspoken feelings lingered between you both though while he thought you think of him as a friend.

"Are you cold?" he asked softly, as his warm hands met your skin, causing faint goosebumps. You nodded slowly in response.

He gazed at you briefly, taking in the details of your face before tapping you on the shoulder to indicate that you should move your head off his chest. You followed his instruction without hesitation.

With a gentle smile, he moved and handed you his hoodie once he took it off. "Are you sure?" you asked, a faint blush coloring your cheeks. He simply nodded and helped you put it on without you having to ask.

A soft chuckle escaped him as he pulled you into a hug once more, prompting you to snuggle against him with his jumper on as you both gazed up at the stars.

There was a peaceful silence between you, a sense of safety emanating from his presence. You knew that you could be honest with him without fear of judgment, as he seemed to understand and possibly agree with you.

"What would you do if you were a star?" you inquired after a moment of silence, causing him to furrow his brows in confusion, finding it hard to believe your question was serious.

"What?" he questioned, unsure if he had heard you correctly, though he knew deep down that he had. "How would I know y/n? That's such a random and bizarre question," he remarked with a small laugh then brushing your hair away from your face.

"It's actually a serious question," you corrected him as he just rolled his eyes and pulled you closer which was impossible since he had you so close to him.

"Well, I guess I'll just be the same as any other star love- y/n," he shrugged pretending he didn't say anything he wished he could say.

He looked at the stars once again, trying to picture any that he recognised but finding nothing yet.

You chuckled slightly, glancing at him and then back at the sky. There wasn't much to say, as you both always talked and knew the situations you both be in so well, and always gossiping about someone.

He bit his lip gently, focused on the sky, trying to spot shapes or words but finding nothing still.

His blue eyes scanned the sky until he spotted a shooting star, moving his hand to show you. "I spotted it first," he said quickly, indicating that he would make the wish.

You looked at the shooting star as it streaked across the sky, a smile playing on his lips as he likely made a wish. "You're such a kid," you teased him, but he playfully covered your mouth as he finished thinking of his wish.

He chuckled and gently rubbed your back once he released your mouth. "Shut it," he teased, looking into your eyes.

His wish was silly, as he knew it was unlikely to come true, but he was willing to try anything except asking you out, afraid of rejection, especially from a girl who is pretty.

You shifted to face him more comfortably, and he smiled back at your smile. "What did you wish for?"

He heard your question but hesitated, unsure whether to tell the truth. Eventually, he decided to fabricate a lie.

"I didn't wish for anything... I just ignored it," he said casually, though his voice betrayed a hint of uncertainty, causing you to laugh as he looked slightly perplexed. "Tell me your real wish," you insisted.

He glared at you before shaking his head no, prompting a soft groan from you as you gave him a pleading look, but he just huffed. "You can't be serious," he said.

You couldn't help but laugh as he kept his glare on you, quickly stifling your laughter upon noticing an emotion on his face that you couldn't quite discern.

"Wanna know what I wished for? Actually, forget it. I already know the answer," he said once he stay silent for a few seconds, sounding like he regretted his words already but still continued speaking.

Confused, you sat up, though he still had his arm around you. "I hate that I have to keep this hidden, but I love you so much. I always have and always will. It's just so difficult because I know you only see me as a friend. So what I wished was for you to be my girlfriend," he blurted out.

You stared at him in disbelief, about to speak, but he silenced you with a kiss. You froze momentarily, but then kissed him back. "I mean it... I love you, darling." he whispered against your lips.

You couldn't help but pull away, albeit not abruptly. He glanced at you, a hint of guilt in his eyes before shifting his gaze to the stars above.

You shook your head, let out a soft chuckle, then gently took his chin in your hand, guiding his eyes to meet yours. At first, his blue orbs wandered everywhere but to you, until finally locking onto your eyes, his heart pounding.

"I love you too... and if you want, I'll be your girlfriend," you whispered, causing him to stare at you in disbelief, his eyes brimming with love and passion. "Are you serious?"

You shook your head in affirmation, his fingers brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

He was at a loss for words, finally overcoming years of hesitation, feeling somewhat foolish for waiting months for you to reciprocate his feelings.

"Okay, well then, will you be my girlfriend, y/n?" he asked with a hopeful smile, anticipating your response..