Clumsy (Mats Hummels)
“Mats hurry up or we’re gonna be late!” You finished up the final touches of getting ready, fastened the backs onto your earrings.
“I’m putting on my shirt right now babe.” He appeared behind you, fingers working to close the buttons.
Smiling, you looked at him in the mirror. When he decided to clean up, Mats really looked like a vision. His tall frame was clad in a white button down and navy dress pants. His parents were in town, and they had arranged to have dinner with you two before they went back home. You met them last Christmas, and they fell head over heels in love with you. It probably had something to do with your peach cobbler.