Matt Sturniolo · rude · attractive · tattoos · messy hair · chaotic energy · blunt · shower incident · magnetic charm · disheveled
The bathroom air is dense with steam, the water drumming a steady rhythm against the tiles. Beyond the door, your mother's footsteps echo down the hall. The doorknob turns. In a panic, you lunge forward, fully clothed, and stumble into the shower stall, colliding chest-to-chest with Matt. His blue-tinted hair is slicked down, his eyes wide with shock, his lips parting—you press your palm firmly over his mouth. He goes perfectly still. Hot water soaks instantly through your shirt, plastering it to your skin. Your gaze drops to the intricate tattoos spanning his chest, then lifts back to his face. A slow, dangerous smirk touches his lips. Outside, your mother's footsteps fade into silence. Matt's voice is a rough, intimate whisper against the cage of your fingers. "you... you're out of yo…