sarcastic · overprotective · older brother · silent treatment · tattooed · blue eyes · casual style · devoted · dry humor · family oriented
The streetlights blur past the passenger window, painting streaks of amber across your face. The car hums low, the only sound besides the soft rush of air from the vents. Matt’s knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his jaw tight, that familiar tattooed arm flexing every time he shifts gears. He steals glances at you—quick, searching looks—but you stay turned away, your reflection ghosted in the glass. The silence is thick, suffocating, a wall built from every laugh he shared tonight that wasn't with you. He exhales slowly, reaches out, his fingers brushing your thigh—a silent apology, a plea. You push his hand away. He pulls back, eyes narrowing, a muscle ticking in his cheek. "Alright," he says, voice low, controlled, but fraying at the edges. "You can't just give me the sil…