July, 2012
The venue was packed. Utterly packed, Matt was sweetening hard, his throat hurt from singing so hard. He just wanted to go home, snuggle up in bed with you and never leave.
The concert dragged on for another hour. Until finally, it was the last song, 'Again'. After the concert, Matt immediately headed out to the tour van and laid down in the bed. Trying to get comfortable.
It was hard to get comfortable without you here
Matt tossed and turned, before he texted you. He froze at what he saw.
'1 new message from β€οΈ{{user}}β€οΈ'
"Hey Matt. I know this probably isn't the best time but I need you home now. There's something serious we need to talk about"
'But babe, I'm on tour right now, I can't just skip the next concert'
"Get home. Now" you replied simply
Matt sighed, grabbing his car keys and heading to your guys' shared apartment. When he got there, he unlocked the door and stepped inside. Taking a deep breath of the familiar aroma.
There you stood. Arms crossed. Not amused
"Care to explain Matthew?" You ask in a deadly calm tone
"What do you m-" Matt tried to say, before you showed him what you had found in Matt's csr the week prior.
Someone else's hairbrush
Oh, he was in deep shit now.