⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ SUNSCREEN KISSES 🧸ྀི — your big baby newlywed husband matthew really wants to play in the water >:( ( word count 515 )
[ extras ] kissing ^_^ newlyweds, implied honeymoon (never mentioned but i had it in mind ok im tewlling you now)
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! inspired by those pics, next question.
𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡 ⋆. ˚ 𓇼 @kstrucknet
the sun was prickling your skin, sweat droplets rolling down your back.
matthew just sighed dramatically, causing you to look up.
"one moment, baby. some patience, please" you giggled. he just huffed. you wore he would stomp his feet like a dissatisfied kid any minute now. you glanced at his disposed chest for a while before diving back into your bag.
the sand beneath your feet was warm, not burning. thanks to the umbrella that matthew planted next to your spot, it threw a shadow over you.
"got it!" you hummed and showed him the yellow sunscreen tube. he grinned and you were sure it was because it meant being one step closer to the water. nope.
it was because your wedding ring almost blinded him in the sunlight.
he sat down, back facing you. his legs were crossed and he started playing with the sand.
you were humming underneath your breath as you put some sunscreen on your hand. then, you gently started spreading it on his muscular, wide back.
"oof, it's cold" he giggled, the sensation making him shiver. you were thoroughly massaging the lotion in, especially on his tattooed areas.
your fingers lingered over his left shoulder blade, tracing the ink mindlessly.
"are you done yet?" he whined, back slumping. you just laughed.
"nope! matthew, i swear, if you get a sun burn i will not…" you started and he looked over his shoulder.
"can i at least have some to put on my face already?" he asked.
you handed him the suncream with a soft smile and continued to put more over his neck. he handed you the bottle back and you put some more on your hands, spreading it on his sides. sliding your hands down slowly, matthew shivered at the coldness of your wedding ring against his skin.
"mhm, done." you called.
he turned around, eyes wide and sparkling with childish joy.
"wait—!" you huffed, noticing how he didn't even bother to massage in the lotion on his face. white splotches of suncream were visible on his cheeks.
you stood up and cupped his face.
"you're so impatient" you giggled, your fingers working on his skin. matthew put his hands on your waist, grinning.
"i just want to play in water, okay?" he chuckled, gazing at you lovingly. "but seriously though, thank you wifey."
you didn't even try to suppress a smile at the nickname.
"okay, now you're all good. give me a kiss and you can go" you ordered. matthew was so eager to go - just run like a maniac into the water already - that when he leaned in to peck your lips, he knocked off the sunglasses off your head.
"ow!" you giggled.
"my bad" he scoffed and leaned down to grab them.
but his eyes widened when you suddenly sprinted towards the water, sand sparkling beneath your feet.
"the last one in the water is an idiot and a loser!" he heard you yell and his mouth fell agape.
as he started chasing you, he thought you two were really destined to lead a married life.
⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ DOCTOR! DOCTOR! 🧸ྀི —med student bf matt is here to save his sick gf! ( wc 807 )
[ warnings ] sickness, lokwey chaotic writing bc i kept getting distracted when i was writing it LMAO
ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! college bf matt save me college bf matt i need u (might write a pt2 who knows..................)
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the last thing you wanted was to worry matthew. he was swarmed with work and studying, exams just around the corner.
so when sickness took over you, you decided to lay in bed and try to cure yourself.
but it didn’t work out. one day turned into four – not that you noticed: the fever made you lose track of time completely, day and night blurring into one as you slept like a bear all the time.
matthew was waiting for you in front of the university, wanting to surprise you. sure, you didn’t replay to his texts for the past few days but maybe you were just tired. he knew how it was.
he saw some of your friends walking out, so he braced himself. you’ll be there any minute.
except… you weren’t.
matthew saw a guy from your class (he remembered him. he tried to flirt with you once and if not for matt, he would definitely get the wrong idea) and decided to approach him.
“hey dude, have you seen y/n?” matthew asked, a little worried.
“y/n? she’s like… absent. didn’t show up since monday” the guy said and frowned, recognizing matthew “aren’t you her boyfriend? shouldn’t you know?”
matthew just rolled his eyes and decided to go to your place. on his way, he called you but unsuccessfully. he even texted one of your friends but they didn’t know what’s going on either.
his mind started to cloud with worries. were you hurt? maybe someone broke in and you’re laying unconscious in your apartment–
before he could realize, he started running. just in case. he tried to think if you mentioned anything but nothing. no trips, plans, anything. his glasses fogged up by the time he reached your flat, chest rising up and down heavily as he almost jumped through the stairs.
his fingers were freezing off as his trembling hands reached for the spare key you've given him.
"y/n?" he called out the second the door opened. the smell in your apartment was off too, as if you didn't open your window for some time. the air was stuffy but he ignored that, closing the door and taking off his shoes. "baby?"
he threw his scarf somewhere on the floor, followed by his coat as he was looking for you. you weren't in the kitchen nor the living room… he finally reached your bedroom and pushed the door open.
"ah" he let out an audible sigh of relief upon seeing… well, a shape of you. buried under the covers, not even a limb sticking out.
were you just asleep? if so… why for the last four days?
only when he stepped closer, he saw chaos scattered on the floor unfolding before his eyes: piles of used up tissues, half empty pill packages, bottles of water knocked over.
his brows furrowed and matthew sat down next to you, pulling the comforter down. heat spurted from under the covers, revealing your red face. matt immediately put his hand on your forehead and hissed at the temperature.
"what the hell…" you slurred, feeling the freezing cold on your skin. opening your eyes lazily, you saw matthew (two matthews actually, as he was doubling in your eyes, sight blurry).
"you're burning! why didn't you tell me you were sick? since what, monday?" he asked. there was no anger in his voice, just panic and worry.
"i know… you were busy…" you mumbled, closing your eyes again. a sharp shiver took over your body, hiss leaving your lips.
"i'm never too busy for you, especially when you need me" he sighed and his hands traveled down to massage your shoulders. "do you know what day is it?"
"tues…day?" you croaked out.
"nope. thursday, 5pm-ish" he sighed. you jerked forward suddenly and your eyes shot open, looking at him.
"what?!" you groaned and right away felt the world spin, everything going black from how fast you shifted. matthew held you close, preventing you from falling back down. "my—"
"let's take care of your fever first" he sighed, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. you sighed heavily and leaned your head on your shoulder, mumbling something incoherent. "you scared me, you know?"
"sorry…" you slurred. he shifted and wrapped his arms around you, humming. "can we stay like that… for a while… please?"
"okay. but later you'll take all the medicine you need, fine?" he asked, voice stern.
you didn't reply.
"that's blackmailing…" you huffed after a while. you rose your head and rested your chin on his chest, hazy eyes looking at him. and despite everything being more blurry than a sight outside a fogged up window, you could still see the deep care in his eyes. "okay, doc…"
matt just huffed and placed a tender kiss on your burning forehead.
