#poor boy.

i wonder if he would lose his shit once he sees her?

i feel like he would probably have to stay in the pool so no one notices the tent in his trunks 🫣 but maybe someone would notice and give him a hard time hah.

love youuuuuuuuu

b <333

(Tumblr is a rat bastard and ate my response to this, I’ll try and remember everything I said)

OMG YESSSS

His jaw just drops when she unzips her hoodie to reveal her cute bikini. Has he seen her body before? Yes. Does that make him any less captivated? No, absolutely not. He’s whipped. He’s a mess. He's desperately trying to be respectful and not stare at her tits, “subtly” adjusting his swimming shorts. Matty's also just somewhat in disbelief that his girlfriend is so hot

Just when he thinks he can manage not embarrassing himself during the party, he’s absolutely done for the moment they’re all sitting by the pool eating popsicles under the beating sun. He's so tense as he occasionally glances over to watch her tongue lave over the sweet, brightly colored treat, the pressure at his crotch becoming unbearable. Then a bit of it drips onto her chest. He almost whimpers out loud.

“OKAY IM GOING SWIMMING, LAST ONE IN THE POOL HAS TO KISS HANN!” he shouts quickly, his voice cracking horribly somewhere in the middle of his sentence before he throws himself into the pool to hide his… predicament

His plan seems to be working well. That is until someone suggests playing chicken. Before he knows it, she’s perched on his shoulders, her warm, wet thighs near his head and jesus christ, someone save this poor boy

Even when everyone is ready to get out and dry off, Matty lingers in the pool, knowing the tent in his swimming trunks will be very noticeable if he gets out of the water. One of the guys probably does piece together what’s happening and cracks a joke about it, earning a threat and a death glare from a very bright pink Matty (“Come in here! I’ll sort you out! C’mere!” he shouts. It’s a lot less intimidating as a threat when he’s in swim shorts, stuck in a swimming pool). Eventually, he’s forced to get out, and you best bet he makes an absolutely mad dash for his towel, wrapping it around his waist in record time.

It was already dark out, a bit chilly, even, yet this spot on the roof seemed more comforting than any other place in the building at the moment. There was a bit of a falling out at the dinner table, and he didn’t feel right leaving his classmate alone like that, when something was clearly bothering him.