you never ever thought you’d be singing in a sold-out stadium, but here you were, standing on stage under the bright lights, the roar of the crowd still ringing in your ears. it was everything you’d dreamed of and more—the energy, the excitement, the feeling of being alive in a way you had never experienced before. but what made it even more surreal was the fact that he was here, too. matt sturniolo, your boyfriend, couldn’t take his eyes off of you. every note you hit, every extremely sexy move you made, you could feel his gaze on you, full of admiration and pride. and he knew some songs were for him.

as you stood there, heart pounding, surrounded by thousands of cheering fans, it almost felt like it was all a dream. matt’s support from the crowd, his constant presence in your mind, made everything feel right. his cheers, his smile, it all made every second of the performance worth it. you’d never thought you’d make it this far, but having him there made it feel like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

when the final song ended, you said your little goodbye speech, and the crowd began to slowly dissipate, a wave of exhaustion hit you. you could feel the weight of the performance lifting off your shoulders, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief. the anxiety that had been bubbling in your chest throughout the night seemed to vanish as soon as you stepped off the stage and into your dressing room. you finally had a few minutes of quiet, a moment to collect yourself before the madness of the night fully sank in.

but before you could even fully process the calm, the door creaked open, and you felt matt’s familiar presence behind you. his voice, low and gentle, made your heart skip a beat.

“you did so well, baby,” he whispered into your ear, his breath warm against your skin as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. his hands rested on your hips, grounding you in the moment. you could feel the way his chest pressed against your back, his heartbeat steady and comforting.