You and Theodore had broken up a few weeks ago. It was nothing bad, you two just had a disagreement about something and decided it would be best to take a break.

But, being a cruel master, time slipped away. A few days became three weeks and you were utterly miserable, since neither of you wanted to reach out. It wasn’t out of pettiness. No, it was mere worry that you’d bother the other, or maybe accidentally push them back into the relationship if they weren’t ready.

You’re sat in bed when you get a text from Theodore.

“Hey”

“Hey?” You text back, curious and hopeful.

“sorry that was mattheoofjbttttfjht”

You smile slightly in amusement, the image of Theodore trying to tell you it wasn’t him, but Mattheo grabbing the phone mid text amuses you.

“HE WANTS YOU BACK SO BAD” “he was literally saying your name in his sleep last night” “he's miserable” “i think you should take him back”

You’re shocked as you read the texts, obviously from Mattheo, but so hopeful that he does want to be with you again.

“fuck sorry.” “i swear, none of that is true” Your heart shatters in your chest as you read Theo’s message. This is it.

“so you don't actually want me back?” You ask, wanting to confirm what he’s saying.

“Yes” “No” “Wait” “I do.” “I’m sorry” “I do want you back” “So bad” “I miss you so much.”

The string of texts makes you tear up in relief and happiness.