𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻𝒊𝒄 ‹𝟹 ~ Matt Rife

.14.

I woke up to the sun ray falling on my face, I tried to turn around but something was stopping me. Craning my neck I saw Matts hand holding my waist firmly pulling my back close to him. I turned my head around only to see his beautiful face smushed into the pillow steady breathing of him made him look so peaceful. I thought of drinking in the sight and the feeling so I stayed in bed a little more this time more leaning into him letting him pull me closer a little in his sleep.

After like a minute or so I felt him stir in his sleep and he opened his eyes in the cutest way ever, pouting that was day and it was all bright in his room - not a morning person I see.

"g'morning" I smiled at him

"mmmnih" was all he could muster, making me chuckle lightly.

"I'm gonna get up Matt" I tell him

"no"

"no?"

"No."

"why not"

He didnt answer me but all he did was turn me to face him fully and snuggled into my chest holding me as if I was going to slip away from his grasp. If only I could take a picture of how he looked right now. After some time though he did let go saying he would be lazy the whole day if he stays for long in bed in the morning.

While Matt went to the kitchen, I made my way to the bathroom to get freshen up for the morning. I brushed my teeth and changed into one of Matt's hoodies and made my way to the kitchen where I saw Matt looking stressed and scared. He was holding his phone and it was evident that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" I ask

He didn't answer me. He handed his phone to me and I had the answer right in front of my face.

Last night when we were coming out of the venue where Matt performed his stand up, during the walk to the car, someone had taken pictures of us walking hand in hand and posted it on the internet.

It spread like wildfire.