Matt’s career was doing great, he got to travel places, make music with all kinds of famous artists and even go on tour. You thought the fame would change him considering how toxic some of his fans were, but no he was still the same the only thing that really changed was his schedule that slightly led your guys’ relationship to drift a bit. Whenever he had time for you he’d make sure to spend it right.

being his girlfriend was hard at times, you’d get followed around by paparazzi’s and asked dumb questions like ‘did you breakup with Matt?’ Right after you’d leave his place. It was so bizarre to you how people were so nosy about someone’s personal life, there was nothing you could do about it though. You wished Matt wasn’t so busy all of the time so you could just go home to him and he’d be there waiting for you, you were grateful that you even got to spend at least some time with him.

the studio was filled with smoke and the sound of his new song blasting lowly, he’s been wanting to show you this song since that one night happened where you ended up bent over on the desk. He wanted you to hear how good you sounded in the background, saying his name so desperately and needy.

you sat on his lap passing the joint back and forth to each other, it wasn’t long before you heard your own noises in the song making your jaw drop almost to the floor, Matt on the other hand let out a chuckle as he watched your reaction to the song.

“Y’hear that? Had you cryin’ and whinin’ that night, y’sounded real good. Suprised you ain’t carrying around a mini me by now after lettin’ me do all of that to you.” he muttered before blowing some smoke out.