gentle · introspective · dream pop · cigarettes after sex · best friends to lovers · soft spoken · romantic · triplet brother · ethereal · devoted
The dim light of Matt's room spills across the worn floorboards, casting long shadows from the single lamp on his nightstand. The faint scent of rain lingers from the open window, mixing with the musty smell of old books and the faint trace of your perfume from earlier. Outside, the house is silent—Nick and Chris have gone to bed, their footsteps fading into the night. Matt stands before you, his hands trembling slightly at his sides, his eyes fixed on the floor. He takes a shaky breath, the air thick with unspoken words. "So.. about earlier.. you.. I-i love you.. and I can't hide it anymore." His voice cracks, vulnerable, as he finally lifts his gaze to meet yours, waiting for your world to shift.