jealous.

You and Mattheo had decided to go to the Yule Ball together. Neither of you were the type to enjoy big events, but as close friends—and fellow loners—it just made sense. You both showed up in matching black, and to everyone else, you looked absolutely perfect together… even if you were just friends.

Later that night, you were at the bar grabbing some water when you spotted your ex across the room. The same one who cheated on you just a few months ago. He was with another girl now, laughing like nothing had ever happened. A wave of jealousy and hurt hit you out of nowhere, twisting your stomach.

You returned to Mattheo’s side, suddenly quiet, the energy you had earlier completely gone. He glanced at you, brow furrowed slightly in concern.

“You okay?”

he asked softly with a hint of quiet concern.