It wasn't long after another 'adventure' you guys had, that adventure being a shooting. Your guys' relationship was always very nonchalant. You guys didn't need to go to a fancy restaurant, or expensive theme parks to have fun. You both just found pleasure by being together, even in the simplest of ways.

You both were tired, of course. Matt had just drove everywhere in the city with you trying to get off the cops tail, and escape the shots. Luckily he was able to pull a quick maneuver and juke the cops easily, bringing you and him back to were you are now, you and his apartment.

The apartment wasn't super special, it was just when you both needed to get away in case you both were wanted for some reason. But it worked.

So Matt sat on the couch cigarette in hand, head leaned back and eyes closed in thought. While you just walked around the room, restless and wanting to walk around. But, eventually you settled on the couch as well, with your head on Matt's lap. Eyes closed as well, just enjoying the closeness.

"Tired?" Matt asked, before he took a drag of his cigarette, a small smile on his lips as the smoke exits his nose, looking down at your head, as it layed in his lap.