Mattheo knew he should be more delicate with you, considering the age difference in your relationship. You were younger, a sensitive girl that had always craven male validation but was always too scared to bring yourself to get it.

Because of the age difference, as well as other things like Mattheo’s protectiveness over you, it led to a lot of arguments when it shouldn’t. Always ending in tears.

Sitting in his dormitory after dinner when another argument started. You were jealous about the closeness between Mattheo and Pansy, and wanted to bring it up.

Mattheo stood at the sink in his bathroom as he brushed his teeth, scratching his naked side. He glanced up at you in the reflection of the mirror when you proposed a question.

“What about me and Pansy?” He asked in response to your question, feeling himself already become frustrated with you and your overthinking as a small scowl appeared on his face.