"What the hell happened to you?!"

Y/n grabbed the male's wrist and pulled him in her apartment, closing the door right after.

Matt had a busted lip, black eye and bruises that were shades of purple and black.

He had scratches along his cheek, his rolled up sleeves allowed the girl to see the scratches and bruises there too.

Matt nervously laughed, "Just a little fight. No big deal, yeah?"

"Are you actually saying these words?" Y/n waved her hands around whilst glaring at the brown haired male.

"It's no biggie." Matt ran a hand through his messy hair, "I'm alive so."

"Not for long if you keep talking." Y/n took a hold of his hand and pulled him gently to the bathroom.

"Sit." she ordered whilst patting on the counter near the sink.

Without questioning he did.

Y/n lifted his shirt up a bit and saw a bruise. It was the least brutal one he had.

But boy was she wrong.

"Take off the shirt."

"Yes ma'am."

Y/n smiled a bit whilst shaking her head. She reached up to the glass cabinet, her shirt lifting up as she did so, and took the first aid kit out.

Once she was faced with male again she furrowed her eyebrows, "Why's your face all red?"

"You're...uh, You're not wearing any shorts." he nervously cleared his throat, "Not that I am complaining."

The girl jabbed a finger in his bruise on his arm.

"Fuck, Y/n!" He wailed in pain, "I'm sorry!"

When she retracted her finger, Matt lift up his shirt. He grunted as he did so.

Y/n slapped a hand over her mouth when she saw his stomach was actually the worst bruised that she had seen on is body.

"Oh my God, did you fight a sumo wrestler?"

"You should see the other guys." Matt laughed.

"Mhm, yeah okay tough guy."

The first thing she did was carefully clean his cuts along his arm, putting Band-Aids on the serious and deep ones.

Y/n quickly went into the freezer to get an ice pack and gently placed it on his stomach.

The h/c haired girl took one of his hands to hold the ice pack in place so she could continue to his face.

"Why were you mad earlier?"

Exhaling sharply, Y/n decided to tell him because it seemed like he wasn't going to let it go, "It's just you left and I hadn't seen or heard from you in a while."

Y/n carried on like it was nothing, giving him a shrug, "I just thought you were gone for good."

Matt was silent, heart melting at the thought of Y/n looking forward to his presence, "You can't get rid of me so easily sweetheart, the only way I'll ever leave is if you tell me to."

Y/n smiled and nodded.

Matt looked at the way she treated him with care, like she was afraid to hurt him.

He looked at her with awe as she did what she had too, the way the girl looked so damn beautiful whilst doing so.

With Y/n now focusing on his face, she wiped the blood from the cuts carefully.

The female brushed his hair back to clean the cuts on his forehead. She sighed and ran her thumb over the bruises on his face whilst shaking her head.

Matt saw the concern and somewhat sadness in her eyes whilst looking at his bruises.

Then her eyes found his, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Maybe I should get hurt more often."

Y/n laughed and backed away to clean up and put everything back in the kit.

"Do that and I'll kill you myself."

"Thank you Y/n." Matt said genuinely, "I really appreciate it."

"Anytime sweetheart." Y/n responded making Matt chuckle lowly.

She slid the kit back into the cabinet and looked at Matt who had his head back against the wall, breathing heavily.

"Do you wanna stay the night?"

Matt immediately looked at her with an eyebrow raised.

"I...I mean you're in no condition to go back home now and it'd just be easier but you can go home if you want." she rambled whilst looking at the floorboards on the bathroom floor, "I don't care."

Her head shot up when she heard Matt's laughter.

"God, you're adorable." Matt hopped off the counter then grunted, "And yes I'll stay. It makes no sense going back to my place anyway."

"You can take a shower if you want, just give me your clothes so I can wash em'." Y/n offered whilst hopping onto the counter where Matt sat before.

She took Matt's shirt that he had taken off earlier and started to fold it, patiently waiting for a response that never came.

Instead he walked up to her and stood in between her legs.

"Hey." Y/n cleared her throat nervously as he was now very close, "What...uh, What ya doing there?"

Matt said nothing but took her face in his hands and took his thumb to lightly brush it over her cheek.

Then much to her displeasure, he backed away to wash his hands, "You had blood on ya."

"Of course I did." she mumbled.

"I'll take that shower." Matt said drying his hands on the towel on the hook opposite the sink, "You wanna join me?" He purred, leaning closer to her.

Y/n flicked his forehead that caused him to groan, "Leave your clothes outside the door." she said before walking away.

As usual, Matt did as he was told and his clothes were outside the bathroom door when she heard the shower turned on.

She chucked his clothes in the wash which automatically spin dries it after.

The female sat on the couch watching the movie that was still playing on the TV, hoping he'd be finished after his clothes was ready.

But that was not the case.

The bathroom door opened and clicked close.

"Your clothes isn't done yet but it should be in like-"

Y/n turned her head slightly and almost choked on nothing when she saw Matt with a towel around his waist hanging on for dear life showing his V-line

His hair was wet and dripped down his front.

Matt smirked in seeing her flustered state, "Wanna take a picture sweetheart?" He chuckled, "I'll even pose for ya."

Y/n face heated up instantly. She was sick and tired of his teasing.

So she stood up and walked up to him.

"Yeah?" She asked, "You'll do that for me?" Y/n traced his collarbone with the tip of her finger and then placed a hand on the center of his chest whilst looking at him dead in his brown eyes.

Y/n felt his breathing getting deeper with each second

"Fuck," he muttered shakily but it wasn't missed by Y/n. She knew her teasing was working.

She neared closer as her chest pressed against his stomach.

The girl gave a devious smile and inhaled sharply.

Her other hand was placed on the crook of his neck and the hand that was on chest slid down slowly and gently as to not hurt him.

Then a buzzing was heard, "Your clothes are done." she grinned and backed away.

"That wasn't nice." he huffed.

Y/n laughed as she retrieved his clothes and gave it to him.

Going back to the couch she waited for Matt to get changed as she propped her feet on the coffee table and continued on with the movie.

Y/n cuddled up with the blanket as she watched the screen.

"You were gonna bake or something?"

Y/n turned her head to the side to see Matt by the table island in the kitchen as there was no wall separating the two.

Y/n had forgotten about that completely.

"Parker was here before she had to leave." Y/n explain whilst standing up, joining him in the kitchen, "We were gonna make this stupid thing." she laughed softly while picking up the box.

"Well." Matt trailed off, "You wanna make this stupid thing still?"

She snorted, "You'd wanna make this with me?"

Matt merely shrugged, "If you wanted too."

The two looked at each other for a while before Y/n smiled and clapped, "Let's get baking partner."

The action made Matt laugh as he grabbed a bowl, "So what do I do?"

"In that drawer." she pointed to a drawer near the kitchen sink, "There should be a whisk, can you get it please?"

Y/n threw all the ingredients in the bowl, it wasn't much to do since it was pretty minimal.

When she was done, Matt took the bowl and started to mix it, wincing every so often because of his injury.

"You're hurting yourself Matt, I'll do it." Y/n gestured for him to give her the bowl.

"No no, don't stress 'bout it sweetheart." Matt huffed as he continued. He was clearly in pain.

"Matt." Y/n said sternly, "Hand it over."

The male's eyes widened, "Oof, I don't like that tone."

"I'm done anyways." he grinned as he handed her the bowl.

Y/n shook her head as she took it, "Butter up the pan, will ya?"

"Yes ma'am."

Y/n giggled at the nickname once more, she realized that about him. He doesn't really use people's given names unless he's serious.

Y/n poured the batter in once Matt was finished and put in the oven which she turned on.

"Now for the best part." Y/n said grabbing the bowl that previously had the batter in it.

She sat on the table island, sitting the bowl on her lap.

Matt furrowed his eyebrows, "The best part?" He repeated.

"Mhm." she nodded as she dragged her finger inside the bowl. She sucked the batter off her finger and slightly moaned at the taste, "See? Best part."

Matt chuckled and watched her had she scraped the bowl clean with her finger.

Y/n notice his staring, "Oh, I'm sorry." she stretched her hand out with the bowl, "You want?"

The brown haired male grinned and shook his head as she went back to the bowl.

Matt teared a napkin off the roll and once Y/n was finished, he wiped the corner of her mouth that had batter.

"My My, messy eater are we?"

"Thanks." she mumbled. Then she remembered, "My movie!"

"Huh?"

Y/n hopped off the table island and dragged Matt carefully to the couch.

She sat and Matt stole the space next to her. They watched the movie in a comfortable silence.

In a couple minutes the cake was done so Y/n took it out and left it on the counter before covering it with a cloth

Sitting with Matt on the couch, the coldness and the comfort of her blanket slowly lulled her to sleep .

Her head drifted to Matt's shoulder and unconsciously snuggled into him when she fell asleep.

In the morning when she woke up, she woke up alone on her bed with a blanket draped over her.

Hoping to see Matt on the couch, he wasn't. Instead she saw a note on the cushion.

Hiya sweetheart,

Unfortunately something came up that I have to deal with but breakfast is in the microwave and I put my number in your phone.

BTW you should really put a password on your phone.

See ya soon :D

-Matt