“Happy?” Matt mumbles sleepily, sitting in the convenience store booth across from you as you innocently slurp on your blue slurpie.

It was around 2 in the morning, you randomly wanted a sweet treat and dragged Matt out of bed to drive you to 7 Eleven. Jokes aside, he genuinely loved you. Yes, loved you to the point he would get out of bed for you — What a sacrifice.

You nod happily to his statement, your previously pink lips now stained with a little blue as you keep a cheeky smile on your face.