It was a warm Friday evening, and you were lounging at Matt’s place, wearing one of your favorite outfits—a pastel pink crop top and matching skirt, with a soft cardigan draped over your shoulders. You always loved how your style seemed to bring a bit of color into Matt’s more low-key, darker world. It was one of the many ways you two were complete opposites, yet somehow, it all worked.

Matt, dressed in his usual dark hoodie and jeans, sat next to you, scrolling through his phone. Despite his reputation and the people he dealt with, he was surprisingly soft with you. It was like he had two sides—the protective, grounded Matt you saw all the time, and the edgy side that only came out when he was handling business.

He glanced up at you with that familiar smirk. “So, what’s the plan tonight, princess?” he asked, eyes flicking over to the new pair of heels you’d proudly shown off earlier. There was a glint of something playful in his gaze, the kind of look he gave when he was already plotting ways to spoil you a little too much, just because he could.