I know [ he says as he grabs his tshirt and pulls it on over his head. ]

But I'm not going to run off, Nate. Okay? [ he lifts a hand and steps up to Nate, cupping his cheek as he leans in and presses a kiss to his lips. ]

Just text me, okay? Call me. And don't worry. [ Though he knows he will, will worry that this will break things, that Matt will come to his senses or just disappear. But he won't, he really won't. ]

Now go see your boyfriend.