#matt sturniolo anxiety

[sturniolo14]

panic attack

summary: when chris has a panic attack, your there to help him.

contains: pure fluff !

i came back from work, after a long day. i struggled to keep my eyes open as i set my bag down. i looked around, searching for chris, my boyfriend of 2 years. i sighed thinking he was probably in his room, after all it was past midnight. i took off my shiny black heels of my feet, delighted to finally have them off my feet. i went to the kitchen, in search for some food but couldn’t find any. i sighed as i climbed up the stairs to chris’s and i’s bedroom. 

i opened the door and stepped into the room. i looked around in confusion as chris was nowhere to be found. i knocked on the bathroom door, “chris…”? i asked, confused. 

i heard a muffle cry through the locked door. my eyes widened in shock. was chris crying? “chris? honey, open the door please,” i asked worriedly. “i-i cant,” is all i heard from the other side of the door. 

“chris, please. its me, y/n. i’m going to help you,” i pleaded. i heard the soft click of the bathroom door unlocking. i stepped inside cautiously, my heart shattering the moment i saw chris, dark red bloodshot eyes. he was shaking uncontrollably, sitting on the hard, cold bathroom tiles. i quickly ran to his side.

chris squeezed his eyes shut as more tears pored out. my heart stopped as i stared at him. i took his face in my hands and tried to look into his eyes. “chris, my love, what happened?” i asked softly. he avoided eye contact and looked at his feet in despair. “i-i do-don’t know… i c-c-can’t breathe,” he stuttered. he was having a panic attack. almost immediately, i sprang into action. i put my hand on his chest as i felt his heartbeat. it was so fast.

his shoulders were quivering and i put his palm on my chest, directly on my heart. “chris, can u feel my heartbeat?” i asked him. he took in shuddering breaths and nodded slowly. “good, can u match yours to mine?” he looked at me for the first time and pursed his lips together as he tried to match it. “ honey, can u tell me 1 thing you can smell?” i asked, in order to help him calm down. he looked deeply in my eyes, eyebrows scrunched together in thought, and i thought he looked adorable. he took a small sniff and said, “your lavender perfume”. 

i nodded. “can u tell me 1 thing you can see?” i asked again. “uh yo-you,” he said. i nodded once again. “now tell me 1 thing you can hear?” “yo-your vo-vo-voice”, he said. i nodded.

“feeling better ?” i asked he nodded. we slowly made our way to our bedroom. he layed down and so did i. he nuzzled his head into my chest. “what happened, chris?” i asked. after he few moments, he answered.

“i’m just stressed with all the work for our youtube channel. im forced to make new ideas every week for the videos and whenever i try to talk, i’m always forced to shut up. i can never talk. i feel like all my fans hate that i talk. i can’t control it, its so hard,” he blurted out. 

i took a few moments to respond. “chris, everyone loves you. if you ask your brothers, they will tell you that they really appreciate you for thinking of new ideas for a video. you may think you talk too much, but that’s what keeps the video going,” i said.

he looked thoughtful as he nodded and said, “thank you, y/n, i love you” “i love you too chris.” i said as we both drifted off to sleep, in each others arms.

[matthewmurdockswife]

Texts with Bf! Matt sturniolo

Tw: swearing and thats it

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[fawnchives]

and if you take every bisexual girl with social anxiety out of country who’s going to be watching your videos MATTHEW STURNIOLO ??

[vanteguccir]

destructive home | m. sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Matt helps Y/N get through an anxiety attack.

Requested?: Yes, on Wattpad.

Warning: Anxiety attack, panic attack, toxic home, toxic father, fighting between parents.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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Y/N closed her eyes tightly feeling her head spin from the loud voices coming from downstairs. Unfortunately, her parents fighting was nothing new, and even less so was her father starting the fight.

Y/N's father has always been the type of father who is physically present but emotionally absent, living in the same house as the girl since her birth, but never really playing the role of a kind and welcoming father.

Quite the contrary, her father has always been a very demanding and controlling man, Y/N having witnessed his first attack of stress when she was just a week old, when her mother cooked lunch for both of them, but couldn't bear to eat everything on her plate due to the exhaustion of being a first-time mother, and her father started a series of screams demanding that she eat all the food, after all "he pays the house bills and the food in the cupboard and refrigerator and didn't want to see anything being wasted", ignoring completely the scandalous crying of the little girl, who understood nothing at the time.

And it was exactly in an environment like this that Y/N grew up, learning that staying silent all the time at home prevented fights from reaching huge peaks, but suffering the consequences with the fights inside her head, which grew more and more. With all of this, the girl ended up developing panic attacks and severe anxiety, which she only discovered through a quick diagnosis from her school psychologist, as her father refused to pay for a consultation for her and her mother did not have enough money to do it.

Y/N grew up with constant fights outside and inside her head, experiencing the most bitter moments inside her own home, where she had to face her anxiety attacks alone on the floor of her room, muffling the loud sounds of her sobs with pillows.

But whoever was listening to her cry through all this time, listened to her prayers and sent an angel into her life. Y/N met Matt two years ago in a cafe in the city completely by accident, the barista at the cafe ended up getting confused with their orders and handed Matt's to Y/N and vice versa, the two only realizing it after the first sip.

And since then Y/N no longer had to face her fears alone, her refuge in difficult times stopped being her cold and lonely bed and became Matt, with whom she could lean on in all the sad and happy moments too, and the best thing being that she, having experience with herself, could help him with his own anxiety attacks, the two of them moving towards a better mental place together.

But despite the willpower to improve and all the effort, there were days when it became more difficult. Y/N had woken up that morning with a bitter taste in her mouth and a heavy head, feeling like something was going to happen, and she wasn't wrong.

The day went by with a heavy air, the girl staying at home all day since it was a Sunday and Matt spent the day filming with his brothers the podcast that would be posted the next day, and all the weight that lived in the walls of her house seemed to have been transferred to Y/N's back, she couldn't remember the last time she felt that, and the fact that she wouldn't see Matt that day only made it worse.

At the end of the day Y/N understood why she woke up with the heavy feeling. Her mother was cooking something in the kitchen for dinner that would be served soon, which the girl was sure she would just grab a plate and go up to her room to eat alone, but during the process of making the food, her mother let some glass escape from her hands, making a thunderous noise.

Y/N was startled by the sound, getting up and running downstairs without thinking, just worried about her mother and wanting to understand what had happened, but while the girl calmed her mother who seemed in shock over the broken plate, her mind began to scream danger.

Seconds later the sounds of heavy footsteps became present and it didn't take long for the male screams to be heard, her father releasing several curses along with insults towards her mother and, consequently, towards herself as well.

Y/N felt numb, her father's voice becoming a background sound as a buzzing settled in her head. The girl wasted no time and ran upstairs, all she wanted was to get away from the fight.

It didn't take much more than a minute and she found herself closing the door with a bang, throwing herself on the floor next to her bed and curling up in a fetal position, her throat making horrible sounds as she tried to draw in air, which never seemed to come enough.

Her heart was beating fast and her hands were shaking tirelessly.

In a moment of sanity, the girl crawled to the end of her bed to get her phone, thinking about the only one who could help her at the moment. Her fingers raced to the emergency contacts, seeing only one in the listing, Matt.

She quickly clicked it, putting it on speaker and dropping the phone on the floor.

"Hello my love, we're almost done here. I was thinking about calling you next, what do you think about... Y/N?" The boy answered with a smile in his voice, stopping talking when he noticed a sound like a strangulation in the background. "Y/N? Baby, please, what's going on?" He asked desperately, standing up quickly from his seat in the recording room on the other side of the phone, fully gaining his brothers' attention.

The girl couldn't respond, barely able to hear him properly, her mind just processing that she needed air, her eyes closed tightly as she felt as if her room was shrinking in size around herself.

"Baby stay with me, I'm coming, I'm coming. Stay with me..."

The male voice seemed to come and go in Y/N's ears, and what took less than 10 minutes seemed to take hours in her fragile mind. The sound of her bedroom window opening echoed through the room as Matt entered the pink-walled room after climbing the roof of the two-story house, already used to the action.

The boy quickly ran towards his girlfriend, throwing himself on the ground, kneeling next to her and hugging her tightly, trying to bring her mind back.

"I'm here, baby. I'm with you." He whispered incessantly against Y/N's ear, feeling her smaller body tremble against his. "Baby, I need you to take a deep breath for me. Stretch, come on." He spoke, helping her straighten her spine and stretching her legs, leaving her sitting in an L-shaped position. "Can you breathe through your nose for me?" Matt asked, watching carefully his girlfriend's face, feeling his heart tighten at her state, her lips trembling, her cheeks hot and rosy, her face tense and her eyebrows furrowed.

Y/N tried to do as requested, finally being able to identify her boyfriend's voice, but the action seemed to lead nowhere.

"Come on, my love, I know you can do it." He asked in a whisper, feeling his eyes burn with tears. Upon seeing Y/N's difficulty in fulfilling the request, he quickly approached and sealed her lips tightly, briefly remembering when the girl did the same to himself during one of his worst crises.

Y/N stood still, her hands still shaking and her heart beating hard, but her mind seemed to contain itself and the loud noise inside her fell silent.

The girl felt tears roll down her face, opening her eyes, her vision slowly getting used to everything after being in the dark for several minutes. She calmly pulled away from Matt, drawing a breath of air into her lungs, feeling relief at being able to do so.

Y/N looked at her boyfriend's face, seeing him smile in relief as tears rolled down his own eyes.

"Don't cry." She asked weakly, pulling him into a tight embrace, pressing her cheek against his, their tears mixing together.

Matt let out a tearful laugh, sniffling as he brought one of his hands to Y/N's hair, stroking the spot.

"I'm just glad you're okay."

"Thank you Matt." She thanked him, hearing him sigh happily. Y/N snuggled closer into Matt's arms, still not having the strength to get up from the floor and he didn't seem to want to do so yet either.

"I love you so much, my love." He whispered a few minutes later, kissing the top of her head. Matt slowly moved back after getting silence in response, looking at his girlfriend only to see her with her eyes closed and breathing lightly, sleep having taken over her weak body from the intense moment.

The sound of two knocks on the door made him look up, looking intently to the door and ready to protect his girl if necessary, but relief filled his heart when he saw that it was Y/N's mother.

The woman had her face between the door and the frame, ready to check if her daughter was okay after the mess in the kitchen, but her worried features were replaced by a soft smile when she saw her daughter and her boyfriend cradled together.

"Thank you." She whispered truthfully to Matt, earning a nod before carefully closing the door.

The mother walked towards her own room with a light heart, knowing that Matt would do anything to take care of and see her daughter well.

[ericshoney]

We're here ~ Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings : panic attack, anxiety, shouting, large crowds, platonic pet names

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Nick, Matt and Chris had invited you over to go shopping today. You agreed, wanting to spend time with them after a couple long days at work.

You arrived at their place and were greeted with warm hugs, before heading to the car, Chris putting some of your favourite music on.

"How's things been then bub?" Nick questioned as he sat besides you.

"Not too bad, happy to only work three days a week, just been long." You answered.

"You could just quit." Chris suggested.

"Oh yeah, then how would I pay for everything, Christopher?" You replied with sass.

"Do more on TikTok, or start Youtube." He responded as if it was easy.

You laughed softly. Yeah you did post the occasional TikTok, but you weren't famous like the guys.

The four of you soon arrived at the mall, heading inside to start browsing. You were laughing along with the jokes and banter the guys made.

"Let's go in there!" You cheered, pointing to one store.

The guys followed you as you went inside, starting to look around at all the different clothes and accessories. It was calm, until you heard a scream. The four of you looked over and saw a teen girl standing in front of you, a look of shock on her face.

"Your the Sturniolo triplets!" She screamed.

"Oh yeah hey, that's us." Matt said, being polite to the fan.

"Can I take a picture, please!" She exclaimed.

"Of course." Nick said.

You offered to take the picture, taking a few for the fan. She then squealed and thanked the guys before rushing off.

"She was excited." Chris mentioned.

"It's cute." You replied.

The four of you continued browsing for a while, a few items catching your eyes. After you paid and went to leave the store, you felt your heart nearly stop at the sight of a large crowd, all screaming for the triplets.

"What the fuck." Matt mumbled as his eyes fell on the crowd.

"This is suddenly a lot of fans." Nick mentioned.

"How did they know we were here?" Chris asked.

You all felt confused but then it clicked in your head before the guys.

"That girl you just took a photo with....she must have posted about you being here." You realised, telling the guys.

"Oh shit." Chris mumbled.

Once the crowd of fans caught sight of the trio, they started to rush to the store. Security tried to keep them away, but there were too many. As the screaming and shouting got louder and the crowd got bigger, you felt your breath quickening. You didn't do well in large crowds, your anxiety wasn't the greatest, especially around lots of people.

The guys then noticed how you had frozen in place, your breath getting quickly, your eyes glossing with tears.

"Hey, hey sweetheart, look at me. It's okay." Matt softly said, holding your face in his hands gently.

"We're going to get out, your safe with us, bub." Chris said, placing a hand on your shoulder.

Nick had rushed off to ask the workers for another way out. Luckily, there was a staff exit at the back you could use.

"Matt, Chris. This way." Nick called, ready to follow a worker to the back.

Chris and Matt looked at your frozen and panicking state, knowing your focus was still on the crowd. Chris gently took your hand, pulling you along, as Matt shielded you from the fans.

"Nearly there, petal. It's okay, we're here." Matt cooed as you got to the exit.

As you got out, the guys rushed you to the car, thanking the workers who helped you out. Once you got there, you scrambled in the back, curling up, Matt hoping in the drivers seat as Nick and Chris climbed in the back with you.

"Shh bub, it's okay, breath. Focus on my breathing." Nick said, pulling you into his arms.

As Matt drove home, you started to calm down. Your breathing back to normal, the tears stopping. Chris held your hand still, rubbing circles with his thumb.

The four of you soon arrived home, heading inside, Nick instantly calling a movie night in his room, where you felt the safest. The guys knew you could be quiet after a panic attack, but that didn't mean they didn't check on you.

"You okay sweetheart, we're home now. Your safe. We're gonna put a movie on and relax." Matt said, rubbing your back as you all laid in Nick's bed.

The movie went on for a bit, the guys main focus on you. After a while you finally spoke.

"Sorry." You mumbled.

"No bub! Don't be sorry! You have nothing to be sorry for." Chris said, patting your knee.

"Yeah if anyone should be sorry, it's that girl who leaked our location." Nick replied.

"Thank you." You whispered.

"Of course, petal. We're your friends, we love you." Matt responded.

"Love you all too." You said.

The boys smiled, knowing you were calmer now you were at home with them and knew in their next video, they would talk about privacy more.

[dwntwn-strnlo]

🤍🤍🤍

as someone who deals with bad anxiety, idek man

im only 3 minutes in and i already feel like breaking down because of how he was talking about how he wishes he had a youtuber or someone to look up to. and hes easily that person for me and it hurts knowing that he never had that

. . . . . matt via his private youtube

[ssturniolo]

I know they don’t have tumblr, but I just wanted to say happy birthday to the sturniolos. They have no idea how much they’ve impacted my life, and I don’t think I’d be here without them. I used to struggle with really bad anxiety and panic attacks, and while I still have anxiety, I’ve had a total of 3 panic attacks since I started watching them in 2020. They never fail to put a smile on my face, and i am truly thankful for them. I really really hope I can go to their tour but even if I can’t, I know I can still watch the tour vlogs which is nice. Im sorry for making y’all read this but im just so proud of how far they’ve come, and I love them so much. <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THEM!! :)

[blahveronica]

now that i think abt it i actually do very badly need matt to lay flat down on top of me. like the feeling of having his weight on me would be like a security blanket. it would be so comforting methinks

[chrissturniolosbitch]

As someone who has anxiety, and struggles very heavily with it i feel no disrespect, or hurt from people who write, or "romanticize" about it. Joking about mental health is one thing, but literally making a FANFIC, AND struggling with mental health issues is another. I feel like i relate to fanfics about mental health because deadass romantic shit can help relieve your stress. Coming from personal experience my past boyfriends knew how to help me, and didnt make it about themselves, or make me feel bad in anyway.

Matt has anxiety!! its a normal topic for people to speak about. If i wanted to write a heart wrenching agnst about matt struggling with his mental health i would!! Because i understand what it is like to not want to wake up, or go to school, and to just cry 24/7. Relating on a topic alot of peope struggle with can be comforting.

So, respectfully please stfu if you dont know what you are talking about! Thank you, and @vanteguccir your fics are amazing!! :)

[confusionmeisss]

put two chronic introvert anxiety ridden motherfuckers in a room together, see what happens; like let’s find out!

[hearts4tatemcrae]

it’s exam week and i haven’t gone to school for half the term 😟

i’m so failing help

[sturniolo14]

enemies part 1:

a/n: gais this is 1 of those yt shorts type shi fanfic sooooo don’t mind

summary: you got stuck with matt in a school trip. what do you do? 

pairings: matt sturniolo(e/n) x y/n (both of them are 18)

contains: enemies to lovers, angst, fluff

i’ve always hated matthew sturniolo. but for SOME reason all the teachers in my college knew that. that’s why i was put next to him for ALL of my lessons. it was a pain to sit with him. he’s always hated me back too. i’ve gotten along with his brothers well but he was a different story. like today.

“alright class, as you know we are going overseas to paris and you all are very privileged to be in this class and school as not many students can go overseas during school days,” my teacher, miss rachel said. she was my least favourite teacher. “privileged, my ass”, i muttered under my breath. i heard matt chuckle loudly. “ your funny” he said. i glared at him and said, “and your funny looking”. that got him to shut up, thankfully.

“alright class, i’m going to announce your partners for the trip, as in who you are going to be sharing a room with. okay number 1, stacy and lucas your together, lily and chloe, deven and alana, emily and dan and lastly matt and y/n !” she said. i blinked in shock. i worked so hard for this trip and… this is what i get ? a trip with my enemy. this means that i’m going to be stuck with him the whole time. tears filled my eyes. so much hard work, all gone to waste. i saw matt looking at me and i quickly blinked away my tears. the bell rang loudly and i picked up my bag and sprinted out of the classroom. 

saturday came quickly and so did my flight. i was dreading it more than anything. i was dressed in a white tank top, black cargos and a black jacket with air forces. after a while, i showed up to the airport. begrudgingly. it would be absolute pain sitting with matt in the plane. i sighed as i entered the airport and i managed to find my group. i put on my headphones, ready to block out my annoying teachers yapping. 

i walked up to the group and all their heads twisted towards me. i rolled my eyes as matt looked at me with a weird expression on his face. i ignored him and greeted them all. after what seemed like HOURS, our fatass teacher finally managed to drag her ass to the gate. we boarded the plane and matt and i sat next to each other. there was a row with three seats and matt and i sat there. EXCEPT that no one was sitting on the last seat. this is how our conversation went like:

y/n: can u like you know sit on the other seat ?

matt: no.

y/n: WHY ?

matt: because my bag needs a seat.

y/n: are you kidding me?

matt: nope.

y/n: *rolls her eyes*

so in the end, i was stuck sitting next to matt for a 7 hour plane ride. i sat down in exasperation, getting ready to have the best sleep of my life. i put on my headphones, cueing on some white noise. my eyes slowly shut and i fell drifted off into a deep slumber…

[matthewmurdockswife]

Uncentered x Chris sturniolo

summary: The reader is dating Matt but what happens when he's not home and she has an anxiety attack?

Tw; anxiety attack

I felt it start the airway constricting, the suffocation from the inside like my thoughts are choking me themselves I sat there on the bathroom floor clawing at my throat begging for my life inside my head. pleading begging,crying for some kind of relief

Matt wasn't home. He was worried about leaving too he had a bad feeling I assured him I'd be fine I promised him I'd be okay for one night that he could go out for one night, and that there was no need for him to worry about me. 

I had lied

As I sat there trying to calm myself things only crumbled further apart That was when Chris came to check on me he had heard me fall to the floor minutes prior 

And that's how he found me a sobbing mess huddled against the cabinets on the floor unable to breathe and shaking erratically 

“Woah woah” I couldn't tear my head away from the spot on the floor I was fixated on it. Focused, on how the world was falling apart before me I didn't even hear Chris yell for Nick to grab me a glass of water. But I did feel his hand on my back rubbing it and soothing me from my aching thoughts his words pulling me out of the misery I was trapped in as I fell into his head resting on his chest trying to steady my breathing and stop my tears from flooding out once I had finally collected myself the first thing I did was reach out for Chris to hug him

“ I dont know what I would have done without you” I crooked out voice still damaged from the combination of the lack of air and sobbing maniacally 

“We dont have to worry about that” he hugged me tighter while Nick came over holding a few ibuprofen and a bottle of water for me Chris nudged me lightly to let me know to move so I could grab the stuff from Nick who had come to sit on the other side of me offering the items out to me 

“Thanks” I smiled weakly at him he smiled back and watched me take the meds 

“You feeling better” I nodded weakly at the brother “ wanna talk about it sometimes Matt likes to?” Chris offered “ I dont know what happened” I muttered barely audible “I'm glad you were here” I turned to face Chris smiling at him grateful for the brothers now more than ever Nick stood up outstretching his hand to me smiling down “cmon lets get you some icecream”

“I want sprinkles” Chris smiles at Nick earning an eye roll from the brother

When Matt did come home I was feeling much better sitting in the living room with the brothers watching SpongeBob I've never been so grateful to be a part of the family, they all look after one another and now me as well. 

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[iluvmatt]

you have to have courage to be able to sit in front of an audience and address the things in which bother you in life and also explain what you’re going to do in order to fix it, in order to work on it until it at least gets a little better. i admire matt so much for his strength and all the love within his heart to talk to us. i’m forever indebted to him, for the rest of my life. as someone who has been dealing with diagnosed anxiety since i was six years old, i’m so happy to see that there is someone out there, especially someone with a platform, who wants these things to be addressed; who wants you to know that you are not alone, that your battles aren’t just yours to fight, and that no matter what you’re going through, you’re still loved and cared about endlessly at the end of the day. there is something so beautiful about loving matt, while also knowing that in some ways, you’re loved by him as well. 

[ericshoney]

Late night drive ~ Matt Sturniolo

Warnings: Lack of sleep/insomnia, anxiety.

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It was another normal day you had spent with your favourite people. The triplets had been filming a vlog during the day, which you appeared in as well since it was just all of you going out and about. You had loved the day with the guys and as usual, planned on spending the night at their place.

However, the past few weeks, you have struggled with your sleep. You knew the guys would stay up till the early hours of the morning before sleeping until the next day, which you would also do. But recently you have been staying up longer than the boys and sometimes not sleeping at all.

You tried to pin point what the cause of it could be. You knew work had been stressful lately and your anxiety had been going up and down, you also didn't want to burden the guys, knowing they had their own things going on.

So here you were. Another night of probably little to no sleep. It had just turned 5am and you were sat on the sofa scrolling through your phone. You hadn't slept the day before, so you were hoping all the scrolling would help you doze off.

"Hey."

You jump slightly as you see Matt walk in from his room, wearing a white t-shirt and blue pyjama bottoms.

"Hey." You replied quietly.

"Your still awake." Matt stated as he walked over, his white socks silent on the floor.

"Um, yeah. I was about to go to sleep." You lied, trying to make it look like you were setting the sofa up to sleep.

"One, you always sleep in either mine or Nick's bed and two, your a terrible liar." He said, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Just can't sleep." You mumbled, playing with your phone.

"For how long?" He asked softly.

"Few weeks." You admitted.

"Why didn't you tell us?" He asked, sitting next to you.

"I didn't want to burden you with it. You all have your own things going on." You answered.

"Kid, your our best friend, my best friend. If your struggling you know I'm always here for you, so are Nick and Chris." He said gently.

"I know, I'm sorry." You apologised.

"Don't be sorry. How about a drive?" He suggests.

"You sure?" You asked, worried about his own sleep.

"Positive, come on." He answered, pulling you up of the sofa.

You both slipped some shoes on as Matt grabbed the keys off the hanger as you both got into the car, Matt starting the engine as he drove off.

It was quiet in the car, music played softly at a low volume. You looked out the window as Matt just drove, not having a particular place in mind.

After an hour of driving, Matt glanced at you to see your eyes slowly closing. He smiled knowing you had finally started to drift off to sleep, so he began driving home.

When he parked up in the garage and turned the engine off, Matt looked over to see you fully asleep now. He got out and slowly picked you up, being careful not to wake you as he carried you to his bedroom and taking your shoes off. He kicked his own off before laying besides your sleeping form.

"Night sweetheart." He whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

[im-a-matt-girl]

journaling 📝