the wood was cold against the pads of your feet as you silently stepped through the house to the kitchen for a glass of water. it was 2am so everyone was asleep.

you'd enter the kitchen, leaning up on your tippy toes to reach the glass in the cabinet.

you'd turn around, seeing matt standing behind you. id jump, a startled gasp leaving your lips as you jumped back, your palms gripping the counter

"matt!!"

you'd whisper yell. your heart beating out of your chest.

matt would gaze at you, his arms crossed, he had a black t-shirt on and blue plaid PJ pants on. you could barely see his face from the dim lighting of the night.

"its 2am, why are you awake?"

matt would speak softly, his voice gravely from sleep, his tone made your stomach turn subtley.