These are a few different imagines from the 80's
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*There are quite a few imagines an...
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Imagine you and Matthew are married, and this man comes over to you two and starts being rude.
You guys were hanging out in a lounging area, you standing next to a cart-type thing. While you were waiting for Matthew to come back from the bathroom, this random stranger comes up to you and starts looking around. 'Well...I feel incredibly awkward right now.' you begin thinking to yourself. You really need Matthew to show up now, this man gives off a strange vibe!
Finally, Matthew comes back from bathroom, but stops when he sees the man. He doesn't seem to thrilled to see the guy. "Oh, hello Matthew! I've been searching everywhere for you." the man pats him harshly on the back. Matthew honestly looks like he wants to cry from being so overwhelmed. You just want to run over to him, and comfort him so badly, but you feel like it wouldn't be a good idea...but why though exactly?
"Who's the woman?" the guy points at you. "She has a name" Matthew says with an attitude. He chuckles at Matthew's reaction and looks over at you. "How sexy is she?" Matthew huffs and he clenches his jaw and fists. "I'm y/n, please don't call me that ever again." you say covering yourself up. You look over at Matthew with a "please help me!" look on your face. The man puts his hands up in surrender. "Don't get your bra caught in a twist! If you're even wearing one." he laughs in an eerie way. Matthew rolls his eyes and grabs the guy's arm. "Cut it out!" he snaps at him. "Calm down, I'm being friendly, I swear!" he attempts to defend himself.
Matthew wipes his wet hands (there weren't any paper towels left in the men's bathroom) with napkins that are on the cart. The guy reaches over and takes Matthew's glasses off of his face. "You don't need these, I've seen you without them and you're fine." he then notices your wedding ring on your left ring finger. "Ah, Matthew, I'm a bit hurt! You haven't told me that you're married!" he pretends that his feelings are hurt. Then, he walks away with Matthew's glasses.
"Um, excuse me?" you say annoyed. He turns around to face you and smiles creepily at you. "Yes, dear?" you put your right hand on your hip. "Give him his glasses back!" he shakes his head. "Give me a kiss." he puckers his lips. Matthew looks at him with a very excruciating expression on his face. Matthew walks over and smashes his lips onto yours. This was so unexpected, all of it pretty much no doubt. You kiss him back and wrap your arms around his neck, his go around your waist. The man scoffs and rolls his eyes.
Matthew pulls away breathlessly, same as yourself. "No...she's...mine...all mine!" he tries to catches his breath as he places his right hand over his heart. "How romantic is that?" the man smiles all fake. The man leaves you two all alone, he still has Matthew's glasses. "He doesn't matter, neither do my glasses. I just need you, y/n, for the rest of my life!" he smiles tiredly. You smile back and sigh in an exhausted way. "Let's go home now." Matthew groans and you nod at him.
