#matt king fluff

[isthisthingeven0n]

new territory : m.k

brief summary: you and matt have been dating for a few months in secret, but now you’re finally ready to tell the person you’ve been nervous to tell; your brother, david. 

word count: 779 requested: by the sweetest anon - thank you for your support angel! warnings: none that i’m aware of (?)

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

Neither of you quite knew how to bring the matter up with David. It was new territory that no one in the vlog squad had crossed at all, let alone David’s sister.

There had been a level of uncertainty about telling him, with only a few of your friends knowing about your relationship. David hadn’t seen you being close with Matt. He wasn’t there to witness the cuddles you have at Jason’s house, or how Zane enters the kitchen to find you making breakfast for everyone when David is out of town. 

You wanted to tell your brother, you really did. But you were just worried about his reaction. 

When you were growing up, David was rather protective- slightly too protective over you. 

Despite the fact there is only one year between you both, David has always acted as a much older, wiser brother to you. He would act like your Dad in LA, knowing your Dad isn’t actually here to monitor you, so David took it upon himself to make sure you were doing alright. 

Sitting in your car, you let out a small sigh as Matt sits beside you in the passenger seat. “If you don’t want to tell him just yet, we don’t have to.” Matt reminds you, reaching over as he rests his hand on your thigh.

You rest your hand on top of his, giving it a light squeeze. “I just don’t want to keep this a secret anymore.” You tell him as you turn to face him. “Like, why should I have to hide the fact we’re dating? It’s been four months.” You try to convince yourself as you turn the engine off. “Let’s do this.” You say with a small squeal, knowing the next time you enter the car you would’ve finally told David the truth.

Matt walks behind you, letting your hand slip out of his as you push open the front door.

“David?” You call through the house, knowing no one would really be around today as they had plans to film.

Glancing to your side, Matt is obviously nervous as you watch the rosiness of his cheeks returning.

“Oh hey,” David wanders in, bringing you into a hug. “is Zane here?” He asks, looking around.

“No,” You tell him, scrunching your face up in confusion. “why would he?” You question, seeing a similar level of confusion in your brother's expression.

“Oh, I just thought Zane might be here since Matt is here.” He says, shrugging his shoulder. “You two dating or something?” He jokes to himself, turning around as he walks into the kitchen, leaving you in an awkward silence.

Once his own laughter dies down, David realises that neither of you is laughing. You’re standing closer to Matt, and David can see Matt resting his arm around your waist.

“Oh, you gotta be kidding me!” David yells, placing his phone down. “Seriously?” He asks, looking between you both as you nod. 

David walks past you both, pushing between the two of you as he begins to look around, snooping in his own furniture as you sigh loudly. “David, there aren’t any cameras!” You tell him sternly, but he continues to search. “This isn’t a fucking prank, I’m trying, we’re trying to tell you that we’re together.”

He continues to ignore you, acting like a child as you step forward, but Matt pulls your arm. “Just give him a minute.” Matt mutters to you as David groans loudly before turning back to look at you both.

“How long did it take for you to be interested in my Sister, huh?” David asks, his face wild with fury. “A week? A month? A few hours?” His voice rises, but you step in front of Matt, resting your hands on David’s chest.

“Stop it.” You state. “You’re acting like a fucking child, Dave. Why can’t you just be happy that I’ve found a good guy like Matt. I’m not fucking a new guy every night or doing something I shouldn’t do.” You explain, seeing his expression soften. “Matt makes me happy, genuinely happy.” 

 David looks past you and focuses on Matt who nods. “I have no intention of hurting Y/n, David. You’ve known me long enough to know I’m a decent guy.” Matt half-smiles, hoping the tension will ease. 

“Just it’s weird,” David mutters, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks between the two of you. “but if you guys are happy I guess,” He says half-heartedly, but you still hug him tightly.

“Thanks, Dave.” You whisper as he pats your back, knowing he’ll eventually warm to the idea and realise he had nothing to worry about at all. 

[isthisthingeven0n]

same circle, new memories : m.k

brief summary: being a social media influencer most of your life is forever on display, but the most private part is your relationship with matt. one you both enjoy being just the two of you, that is until you’re exposed and fans are allowed to react.

word count: 1.1k requested: yes- so long ago it’s embarrassing! this is actually a combination of two requests both from anons. (one about having date night w matt cooking and the other being a social media person and having your relationship w matt revealed) warnings: literally none, but if you count swearing? 

* masterlistin’

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

You were always amongst the same circles of people, it was part of your job. In the end, it was only going to be a matter of time before you spoke to one another and you’ve never been more thankful that he made the first move.

Sometimes, when you think back to it, the entire thing feels like it happened yesterday. The nervous smile he wore as he leant against the wall beside you as you held another red cup in your hand, past the point of comfortable. But you talked to him, you liked his glasses and his humour. And for once, that at one of these parties someone wasn’t trying to seduce you, not intentionally that is.

Both of you weren’t interested in making it public after a few dates. You enjoyed the privacy you shared, the sweet moments you could enjoy as a couple without forcing it down everyone’s throats. There wasn’t a need to cause speculation with fans, to display what is going on. You were just happy, and so was he. And for you, that was all that truly mattered at the end of the day. Your relationship was in a bubble, one neither of you were prepared to have burst.

Sadly, someone always comes around and pops the bubble, exposing you both to the entire world. Well, to all of those on social media following you both that is.

*

Walking into your kitchen, you could smell the chicken as it was removed from the oven. A ward of smoke swiftly clinging to the ceiling as the lights shine onto the swirls of grey.

A loud cough follows, and you silently laugh as you lean against the kitchen counter, waiting for the tall man to turn around and face you.

“Shit.” He mutters under his breath, a heavy sigh leaving his lips.

“You’re telling me, I only just bought that dish.” You reply with a smile, causing him to quickly turn around in a panic.

His eyes are wide, hidden behind his foggy glasses. “I didn’t think you were home?” He questions and I glance over my shoulder, seeing my roommate give me a thumbs up before walking toward her room.

“Change of plans. My photoshoot ended early.” You reply, placing your bag down on the counter before moving to open the windows as you struggle not to cough. “You cooking is dinner?” You ask with a smile, walking over and wrapping your arms around him.

Matt shrugs his shoulder before his arms rest around your shoulders. “Well, I was going to make it a surprise.” He huffs, ignoring your growing smile. “But I forgot you have a weird oven.” He motions to the near-black chicken resting on the counter.

“You tried, that’s all that matter.” You tell him supportively, causing him to turn back and lean in to kiss you softly.

As he pulls away he groans into your lips. “How long you home for?” He questions as his forehead remain against yours.

“Few days. I’ve got a trip to New York with Tarte on Monday ‘til Thursday.” You explain, watching his smile falter. “But,” You reason, standing back on your tiptoes. “then I’ll be home for a month. No commitments, just the usual stuff in the city.”

Matts smile returns as he kisses you gently. “That, I like the sound of.” He chuckles as you head your roommate call you, causing your moment to be interrupted.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt you guys. I know it’s date night, but you might wanna see this.” She holds up her phone as a look of worry is evident in her eyes.

Slowly, you walk over toward her as Matt follows behind you. “What’s up?” You ask calmly as she passes you her phone, seeing a screenshot of a photo one of your friends took of you and Matt.

It takes a moment to process what is happening. And when it hits you, you swear under your breath. “Fuck.” You rub your eyes, realising what it all means.

You turn and grab your phone, seeing notifications rolling in by the second. “Your phone will be blowing up too.” You glance over, telling Matt as a heavy sigh leaves your lips.

After all these months, a single photo is all it took to expose your perfect relationship. You enjoyed months of being just you, not recording every given moment together for anyone else to see. Every vlog that was filmed you noticed snippets that were cut out of you both. You knew they still existed, as Matt wanted to treasure those together. Any sight of you curling up together was put down to friendship, and you ignored comments questioning the pair of you. 

Glancing up to Matt, he wears the same look of uncertainty. “What’d we do?” You ask him quietly, biting at your lower lip as he rubs his temples. 

Letting his hand fall down to his side, he huffs to himself. “Do you wanna address it or keep this quiet?” He focuses on you, watching your eyes remain on his. 

You allow your mind to wander to the night you first spoke, how transfixed you were with his eyes then. When you looked at them, they told you a thousand different stories, ones you were excited to hear. You knew you could trust him, you would always trust him.

“I don’t wanna keep us quiet.” You speak up confidently. “I care about you, Matt. And I think, no, I know I love you.” The words roll off of your tongue effortlessly as you focus on him, not letting your gaze nudge from his. 

Without realising it, you watch as Matt’s lips move and repeat the words back to you. His hands wander down your arms, intertwining his fingers with yours. “I can’t believe you got to say it first.” He mutters to you with a light laugh, causing your smile to grow. 

“What can I say? I’m not good at waiting.” You joke, glancing over to see your roommate with her phone up, capturing the moment. 

She lowers her phone, wearing a sheepish look on her face. “Thought you might wanna keep this moment precious. I’ll airdrop the photo.” She walks off, dropping the photo of you two in each other's arms together, curled up in your perfect bubble.

“Shall I?” You bite your lip, looking up to see Matt nod. 

Letting one hand slip from his, you reach out from your bubble and post the picture, bursting your bubble and allowing the world in.