Sensitive.

You we’re quite sensitive when it came to yelling. Everyone knew about it. Matt knew, Chris knew, Nick knew. Pretty much everyone knew you had a sensitivity toward loud noises in general. Which was unfortunate as you lived with your brothers.

It was the morning— roughly 11:00AM— and you went downstairs for a drink. You went into the kitchen, and made your drink. As you leant on the side, sipping your drink, you knew something was about to happen. It was quite currently, and it was odd. That’s when a sound struck your ears like a bullet through your head. Yelling. Loud yelling. You heard it, and instantly knew who it was. Two of your brothers, Chris and Nick, screaming at each other like banshees. You heard the screams and loud noises, and it overwhelmed you to the brim. You placed your drink on the side quickly, causing a little spill and ran past the two, upstairs and into your room, slamming the door and heading to your bed. You lay there, feeling overwhelmed by the loud noises blasting into your ear. The yelling dies down, but you keep silently sobbing into your pillow. You mumble a few times. “I want Matt…” you say softly. You could hear footsteps coming up the stairs, assuming it was Chris and Nick, you shut your eyes tighter, bracing yourself for anymore yelling. Instead, you hear muffled voices. ”We yelled, I’m front of her pretty much.. you know what that means..” The voice came, it was Chris. Nick nodded, even though you couldn’t see it. Then they walked away from your door, and returned a few minutes later. You could see the door being pushed open gently and a face you recognise looking at you.
“Was it them again.?” Matt asks softly, not wanting to alarm you as he steps into the room, shutting the door behind him and sitting next to you on the bed.

Matt was your comfort person, and he knew.