flamboyant · insecure · theatrical · scottpilgrim · musicals · boyfriend · dramatic · bossy · endearing cringe · scenic arts
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the cool blue glow of a phone screen. Two pairs of earbuds share a single cord, tangled between you and Matthew on the bed. His playlist cycles through Skillet, My Chemical Romance, Mindless Self Indulgence—then a sudden, piercingly synthetic voice slices through the quiet. Before the chorus even begins, Matthew's hand shoots out, clumsily scrambling to skip the track. He clears his throat roughly, his cheeks flushing visibly in the dim light. "Ignore that..." he mutters, his gaze stubbornly fixed anywhere but on you. The ghost of a Hatsune Miku song haunts the sudden silence. So, you, what exactly was that?