matt's much forgotten phone lay on the coffee table, soft melodies playing from the speaker to fill the silence. you both were tangled in a mess of blankets, intertwined as you buried yourself in his chest.

his fingers drew little circles under your hoodie, nails softly dragging against the skin on your lower back. he kept one of his arms thrown around the back of your neck to keep your head on his shoulder, leaving soothing kisses to your temple and ear every once in a while.

you don't exactly remember how long you've been on this couch with him, nor how you even ended up here. but matt knew the moment you walked through his bedroom door - the defeated look on your face and the way your shoulders slumped - you were exhausted. your simmering resentment melted into your deep sadness, causing you to lash out until the ache in your chest took over, sending you spiraling into a whirlwind of tears.

your outbursts threw him off his course at first, the complete rollercoaster of feelings leaving him at a loss. it took him a while into your relationship to understand you weren't like nick or chris - you didn't need the over the top excitement and distractions when you felt like this. you didn't need to go out and do something crazy and fun, you just needed some love. some warmth. safety.

"shh..." matt softly hushed you, hearing the hiccup you let out from your earlier meltdown. his heart ached at your pain, hold growing a little bit tighter and fingers pressing into your skin. "it's okay... you'll be alright, baby..." he whispered.

his soft exhales brushed against your neck, washing you with comfort. matt wasn't the greatest with words, he knew that, so in these moments all he could really do is hope his protective embrace and unwavering affection could drown out your melancholic feelings.

"as long as you're with me you'll be alright..." matt continued to whisper to you, squeezing you even closer when he feels the shuddering breath you let out.