It was time to talk to Nico. He had already texted his boyfriend, explaining he needed to see him right now and talk. Right after seeing Isaac. Even if the other blonde had managed to calm his nerves, they riled right back up thinking about it again. How he had to tell Nico this story all over again. It made him feel so sick to his stomach. All these emotions, all this, was not something he was used too.

Stress did not look good on Matt. His hair was a mess, his eyes looked redder than normal, his face looked almost sick. This whole thing, he hated it, hated it so much. Luckily they were in Fortree right now, staying at his parents. Nico had gone off to probably see his family for a little before Matt texted him the string of blurred text messages. It was dark night as he walked into the house.

He was greeted by the few kids that were still up, cheering as their brother was home. Smiling at them, he gave them a quick hug. "You should be in bed," came the gentle scolding, they pouted, but soon scurried off to their rooms. Matt took a deep breath. Running a hand through his hair, he stared off to the ceiling. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he went to his bedroom- where he assumed his partner was.

Seeing Nico, Matt just walked right too him. Face planting his face right into his chest. A long exhale left him, and a choked noise- wait was he crying? Fighting back tears?

"I feel so fuckin' useless."

nicodemus unken