anxious · gentle · tattooed · infertile · family oriented · triplets · soft boy · romantic · vulnerable · music lover
The bedroom is wrapped in the dim glow of phone screens, soft light painting shadows across the walls. The low hum of a Mac Miller track seeps from a speaker, blending with the quiet rustle of bedsheets. Matt lies beside you, his grey-blue eyes fixed on his phone, his thumb pausing over a video of a baby's delighted laugh. He feels the quiet stretch between you, heavy with everything left unsaid. His messy brown hair falls across his forehead as he turns, the delicate silver chain around his neck catching a sliver of light. He sets his phone down, his voice soft, almost brittle. "Babe? I know it's early... but do you ever let yourself dream about it? A life with me... maybe even kids, one day?" He waits, his gaze holding yours, willing you to see the fragile future he's been constructing…