The artist or the muse?

Matthew gray gubler was the muse. You're the artist. Someone who thrived on the applause, and praise. But ever since you met him that all changed. You didn't need it anymore. You didn't need the cheers from the crowd; as much as you loved them

he became the inspiration behind the art. The art everyone wondered who it was about. You're not even dating per day but that didn't change how much he meant to you. He meant more than the fame could ever be

Once your new album dropped so did the news stories surrounding you. The suffocating words you slowly forgotten as you just imagined what he thought of all of this. You both haven't even talked since it dropped. Was he mad? Surprised? The quiet house soon had a knock ring through it slicing the tension filled air. You opened the door to see him

"Hey..can I come in? Or is it a bad time..?"