The VMAs red carpet was alive with flashing lights and voices calling out from every direction, but all Matt seemed to focus on was you. As the two of you stepped out, hand in hand, the crowd erupted into a frenzy, cameras zooming in, voices growing louder. You felt a little overwhelmed by it all, but Matt’s calm presence beside you helped.

Matt kept his hand in yours, his thumb rubbing small, reassuring circles on the back of it. He guided you carefully through the maze of photographers, subtly positioning himself to make sure you were always in the spotlight. When someone called his name, he gave them a quick nod but shifted slightly, tilting his head toward you to make sure every shot included you front and center.

As you posed together, he looked at you with a small smile, whispering, “This is your night, ma. Let’s make sure they remember that.” He then stepped aside just enough to let you take a few solo shots, flashing a proud smile as he watched you shine under the lights. The flashes of the cameras felt a little softer, a little less daunting, with him there rooting for you.