#matthewinteraction

[renegadetulis]

closed starter for @evcrlasting based on this

For all the times Matthew could actually get home and visited his Lola, she would do nothing short of a shower of affection and food. Yep, lots of food. Lots, of good, succulent, drop dead delicious Filipino delicacies till he was filled to the brim. Matthew could feel the beginning of a heartburn as he leaned back against the worn out couch. "Matthew, you're not going to have my halo-halo?" His Lola called out from the kitchen. "No, no. If you're going to feed me some more, I might need to have to wear your patadyong for the rest of the night," he chuckled, reaching for the remote and changed channels. He eyed his Lola for a moment. The elderly woman seemed excited, as if she's anticipating for something to happen. And true enough....

"Matthew, I do want you to meet someone after this," Lola spoke again, entering the living room as she ran a hand through her graying hair. He was about to change Hoarders to another show but that statement of hers snapped him back to reality. "Meet who?" His brows immediately furrowed. "Oh you'll like her alot," Lola spoke again. "She should be here any second," Lola replied, grinning as the doorbell rang. "Right on time!" She moved towards the front door, wrinkly hands grasping the handle. "She's down to earth, nothing like those paper thin models or good for nothing actresses you always seem to date." It was too late to argue. Matthew was too stunned to even disagree and put up a fight. The door swung open and Matthew shoved his hands into his jeans pockets, unsure of the random stranger his Lola wanted to thrust upon him.

[renegadetulis]

a closed starter for @lostwcnderlands (Kaan)

The past few months had been blurry at best. Matthew barely had the time to sit down and even enjoy a meal. In fact, the only time he was truly alone was whenever he had to go to the washroom or at night just minutes away from slumber dust casting its spell on him. However, the thought of seeing Kaan after these long few months of packed jet setting around the globe for endless press conferences and interviews was the true icing on the cake.

Matthew had made sure that once he was back in the city, he'd make an effort to clear his schedule and make time for Kaan. They were both fiercely private of this relationship of theirs and Matthew wanted it away from prying eyes for as long as possible. Although right now, sitting across the man he was developing serious feelings for was nipping. "What's bothering you?" Matthew finally asked with his brows slightly furrowed.

A muscle in his jaw twitched as the annoyance nipped at him. Kaan's silence was almost deafening. "You barely spoke 3 sentences to me ever since I stepped through the door." His eyes darted across the room and landed on the pile of photographs on the editor's table. Ah, of course. That photoshoot. The very one that started rumours of him dating his co-star due to the behind the scenes footage making its rounds on social media. "You do know it's just part of the marketing right?"

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a closed starter for @vntageheart

A life out in the open for all to see meant every single move of his was heavily scrutinised. Each picture snapped, each word spoken out loud were for all to devour, picked apart and analysed. At times Matthew relished in it, at times he found it overwhelming and at times, he wished he never ventured into the world of glitz and glam. A notification pinged on his phone indicating that the car he had sent for Megan was only five minutes away. He hadn't seen her in weeks between reshooting for his new series, the perfume campaign and various appearances at talk shows. Straightening the lapels of his jacket, Matthew moved around to be at the front door, descending down the short steps and towards the driveway. The gates of his house opened, revealing the black car he had commissioned to picked Megan up. The engine of the car died down and a door opened. "Mr Bitgue," the driver addressed him as he emerged from his side of the door. He then proceeded to open the door for Megan to step out.

"M'lady." Matthew reached out, lacing his fingers around Megan's before placing a chaste kiss on her the back of her hand. "I trust Mr. Teague made the ride here comfortable for you?" he asked with a brow raised in concern. He bade the driver farewell, wrapping an arm around Megan's shoulders as he ushered her into his home. "You're in for a treat. I finally had the time to cook my mother's chicken adobo. Pair it with sinangag rice? You'd be a puddle once you're done," Matthew chuckled softly as he leaned over to kiss her cheek.

He led her further into the mansion and into a hallway before reaching the dining area. Several candles were lit, illuminating the room with a soft orange glow. Matthew pulled out a chair for her and waited for her to sit. Once she did, he moved to his own, just beside her. Matthew's dark gaze had softened at the sight of her and a languid smile etched on his chiseled features. "I really missed you, Megan."