i'll go with prick for now, of course)

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Matt did tense slightly for a couple seconds as Trixie laid her head on his shoulder, though that went away quickly, following with a strange sense of relaxation. "I miss you too" he said quietly, reaching over to stroke her hair instinctively. He was worried that something like this would fast become a nearly toxic sort of..thing. Nate and Mary sort of toxic minus the physical abuse, mainly down to the fact he couldn't control his anger. But, he pushed his worries down for now, and instead ran his finger under her chin, lifting it up ever so slightly. "I mean it, i really did miss you" he said softly, looking her in the eye and flashing a faint smile.

Trixie waited nervously for him to relax and accept her. It felt like an eternity until he did. Once he had, she sank closer into his side and closed her eyes, tilting her head into his hand eagerly. She smiled at his words, a small wave of relief crashing into her. For once, the desire in her brain was simply overriding anything else. In that moment, everything but him was irrelevant. Her eyes fluttered open as he gently tilted her head up, and she watched him. With a sweet expression. "I know. You don't say things you don't mean." She murmured softly, holding his gaze and leaning forward to press their lips together for an extremely brief moment. "I'm sorry for leaving. And for some of the things I said." She whispered softly.

Matt bit his inner lip at Trixies first comment, fighting back any sort of response that could make this moment go badly. It felt slightly like she was taking a dig at him with it, but now was obviously not the time to bite back. "Mhm" he hummed quietly, retracting his hand for a split second to shut his laptop. He reciprocated her kiss gently,then listened to her make her second comment, feeling both sad and guilty. "It's fine." he mumbled, turning his phone round on the table out of habit. "I'm sorry too. As shocking as it seems, I didn't mean the end of what I said..Yknow. Yeah. I apologise" he said, his tone flat.

Her first words had sort of... slipped out. She was trying to forgive him for his reaction, but it was hard. She wasn't sure if she could. But she was still going to care about him and be with him anyway. She nodded at his words. "Yeah. It's alright. Can we just... pretend it didn't happen and move on?" She asked hesitantly, looking up at him with slight doe eyes.

Matt leant his head back, his eyes closing for a split second in thought. "Mm" he mumbled, fully letting that settle as his response to Trixies words. Keeping the bite-back comments down was tricky, she didn't exactly know why he said what he said or what he actually meant. But of course that didn't matter now. He lifted his head back up and flashed her a quick smile, taking a sip of the water he had next to him before speaking again. "Planning on doing anything else today?" he asked, his tone that of pure politeness to hide his irritation. He quickly packed his laptop back away, leaving only his phone and water on the table in front of them.

Trixie frowned slightly at his response, unsure of why he was irritated when he had been glaring at her for even being touched by another man- when they were supposed to be friends with benefits. If that, anymore. She didn't know quite what to do, but she figured she would just mirror him. "No. Are you?" She asked, reciprocating the tone and gently lifting her head from his shoulder.

Matt shifted in his seat, tracing various patterns on the table after he set his phone down, glancing at a couple messages with little interest. "uhh no. go home and sleep, that's about it" he said, attempting to lift his own tone though there really wasn't enough to talk about to actually..be able to do that. "What exactly are we doing now. Serious question, are we just friends or what? Or was Layla right?" he asked, regretting his words again pretty much immediately. "Never mind" he added with a mumble, staring down at the table. He was certain he'd never felt so bad or even so stupid, and had no idea how to get out of the state.

Trixie nodded at his answer, giving a light chuckle. "That's a pretty good plan." She said, slightly playfully. She blinked at his question, wincing slightly after he finished. She visibly sank into her seat, directing her gaze out the window and opening her mouth to speak before she shut it. She swallowed and then tried again. "I uh- I want to be more than friends. But it's up to you, I'd love to be your girlfriend but if you dont want that we can... be friends with benefits, or friends, or... whatever." She finished quietly.

Matt was so incredibly sick of himself by that point, he was forever making comments that so obviously made everything worse. And he knew that before they left his mouth, too. "Trixie, i'll be incredibly honest here, so do i. I want to be more than friends, it's just..can we make something like that actually work? It's..i dunno. I care so much about you, and that's the bad thing. It's worrying. It'll probably just end up how it has right now every other week, yoh know?" Matt said, his words blurted out in a slight rush. He wasn't making much sense, but then again he didn't exactly know how to with explaining something so serious, especially as he wasn't always so open with his feelings.

Trixie looked at him as he spoke, tentatively grabbing his hand and intertwining their fingers. "Well, how would we know if we don't try it first? If you're always afraid of what might happen, how are you supposed to make any decision?" She countered softly. "I really want to try and make it work. And if you don't, that's fine too." She nodded gently.