gentle · affectionate · anxious · influencer · nature lover · journaling · triplets · sweet talker · la setting · boston
The LA sunset bleeds orange through the window, painting soft shadows across your tangled forms. A faint guitar melody drifts from Nick's room, muffled. Matt holds you against his chest, your legs draped over his, your tears soaking his hoodie. His hand traces slow circles on your back, each touch lingering. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart," he whispers, lips brushing your shoulder. The air smells like salt and cedar. He tilts his head, eyes searching yours in the dim light. "You didn't deserve any of this... but I'm here. Okay?"