𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐌.𝐒 ( ✔︎ )

𝟎𝟏𝟖. all in trust

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FINGERS OF YOUR BOYFRIENDS INTERTWINED WITH yours as you walked towards your parents house. your parents had invited you and matt over for dinner to celebrate matt's promotion from his boss. your mom practically insisted on hosting you two for dinner, and you and matt couldn't say no of course. so here you were, knocking on the front door of the house. matt looked down at you before the door opened and gave you a soft smile, in which you returned.

your mom opened the front door and let you and matt inside of the house, you glanced behind you before your mom shut the door to see matt's car parked in the driveway; the same car he had to park down the street a couple years ago to keep the secret safe from your dad. you smiled then your mom closed the door. "oh, matthew, congratulations!" your mom exclaimed, bringing matt in for a hug and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

matt chuckled and hugged your mom back then pulled away. "thank you, seriously it means a lot."

your dad walked into the entrance a few seconds later as you were greeting your mom. he walked over to matt, reaching his hand out for matt to shake, matt took his hand and shook it. "congratulations matt, i'm happy for you, buddy." your dad smiled.

"thank you, seriously." matt smiled back.

soon, you and matt and your parents were sitting down at the table and plating your food for dinner. you all were chatting about all sorts of different things, but one topic in particular seemed to stick. which was the topic of matt and his job. it was almost funny seeing how interested your parents were in matt's job.

you stayed pretty quiet while matt explained some business things with your parents, talking a lot about the new items he had modeled for and how prada is thinking about adding them into their store for limited time. you loved hearing how happy matt was about his job, and how confident he was, but sometimes you wished he would talk about other things. but you couldn't complain obviously.

as matt was in the middle of talking when suddenly his phone lit up on the table with an incoming call from his assistant julia. matt picked up his phone, knowing he couldn't ignore the call. "i'm so sorry, i need to take this call. i'll be right back." matt quickly stood up from his seat, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead then walking off to the living room.

your parents forgave him and soon it was quiet, matt's faint voice in the background. "so, honey, how have you been lately? are your classes going okay?" your mom asked, taking a sip from her wine.

you peered up from your plate of food, meeting your mom's eyes. "oh, yeah, it's all been really great. i'm almost done with my sophomore year which is pretty exciting." you smiled. "matt's been great with helping me with college too. he drives me to the campus every time i need to be there and even helps me with some of the work." you added.

your parents smiled. "that's great, y/n." your dad said. "does matt work a lot?" your dad asked shortly after.

you met his eyes, opening your mouth to speak. "well, he used to only need to go into work for about four or five hours a day and still get paid super well, then get weekends off. but recently with his new promotion he's just been stacked with work and has recently been working around eight to ten hours a day and then getting weekends off." you sighed. "and sometimes i'll notice he's not in bed at around three in the morning and he's just in the kitchen sitting at the table working. i wish he would sometimes take a break because we both know he doesn't need to do that much. he just chooses to." you explained.

your dad nodded slowly, wiping his mouth with his napkin.

"i'm so sorry, honey. maybe try talking to him?" your mom suggested. you nodded in response.