Busy | M•S
paring -> bf!matt x reader
warnings -> past traumas (abuse:physical, s/a)
summary -> you’ve been trying to get in contact with matt he hasn’t been answering, with your past having an abusive ex you start to overthink everything
As you clocked out of the hospital where you work; you felt a huge wave of relief come over you. Finally, a break you’ve been looking forward to all week. You’ve been working non-stop all this month and haven’t gotten the chance to spend quality time with your boyfriend, matt.
as you open the door to your car and get situated, setting your backpack in the seat next to you, you pick up your phone to text matt. you write “hey matty, i finally have a couple days off! can i come over?” you sigh setting your phone down and pulling out of the parking garage.
As time passes you feel your mind start to spiral. what if i said or did something wrong? what if he lost interest? you try to shake those thoughts but to no avail. you lose control and your heart starts to pump uncontrollably fast.
tears fall from your eyes your past comes flooding back. the words that were said, the pain inflicted upon you. a healed wound becoming fresh again with every tear that falls from your eyes. your chest tightens and the weight of worthlessness washes over you. your heart races as you relive the moments that sculpted you, the moments that broke you.
remembering the way your voice fell upon deaf ears. his hands being raised and falling leaving marks along your cheeks. you having to tell your family, holding back tears, that you tripped up the stairs chuckling at how clumsy you were. they saw the pain in your eyes, but you convinced them he loved you and he didn’t do it.
you remember the way your body was used. the way he touched you in a way to apologize. tears streamed from your eyes as you laid there unable to move. you “made him upset” and you “had to deal with the consequences.” and as you cry the weight of it all crushing down on you, knowing you’ll never be able to get rid of the burden of your past.
you wipe your drenched face making your way out of the front door. you make sure you have your phone and your keys stumbling to your car your body weak.
you put your car in park taking in the house in front of you. the triplets. you take you keys out of the ignition with shaking hands making your way up the sidewalk.
you raise your arm hesitating to knock not wanting his brothers to see you in this state, a mess of tears and emotions. you take a deep breath before knocking ever so lightly on the door.
the door creaks open to reveal matt’s face originally in annoyance but as he reads your face his emotions change instantly into worry. “what’s wrong? what happened?” the questions spill out of his mouth but your unable to answer. you feel a lump in your throat. tears well in your eyes as matt pulls you into his chest. “it’s okay, i got you” he says pulling you inside.
you both make your way to his room plopping on his bed with you in his lap. you lift your head from the nape of his neck. you clear your throat, “you didn’t answer my text” you let out. “i thought i did something wrong. “ you say as matt strokes your hair. “baby, im sorry. i just got out of a meeting. i’ve been busy all day” he admits feeling guilty knowing your train of thought . you feel a sense of relief all your thoughts suddenly gone. you stop crying and readjust, him spooning you. his arms pulling you in close as you drift off to sleep.
a/n: this is short but i’ve had this idea in my notes app brewing. someone probably already did this but this is my version! i hope you like it 💖
