Authors note: Hey guys! I just wanted to post a quick thank you for all the lovely comments and feedback that I have received on my story so far (and on my other stories too) – I really appreciate it! This is the penultimate chapter to this series and the final chapter should be up by next week. Pretty please don't panic or hate me after reading this third instalment; I can promise you now that there will be a happy ending for Matt and Tom. After all, I am a complete sucker for a happily ever after ;)
Thanks for reading!
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Life was good.
Matt had started his new job on the Monday after he'd cleared out his flat. He had been nothing but eager to get going, even though he knew it would be a lot of hard work and that he'd have to spend the first few weeks learning the ropes and being filled in on exactly what was to be expected of him. Matt knew that he was the perfect guy for this job; he enjoyed a challenge and really thrived when working as part of a team. He was rushed off his feet during the first week but it felt good to finally be doing something he loved, and Matt could honestly say that he had never been happier.
Tom had taken Matt out for a meal to celebrate after his first day at work and had insisted on paying. They'd gone back to Tom's place afterwards, where they'd proceeded to make out on the sofa for hours before Tom took Matt back home. Matt couldn't wait until he had a place of his own since he could hardly bring Tom back to the house while he was staying with Chris and Tessa, although Tom had joked that Tessa probably wouldn't mind catching them making out on her sofa.
Matt had his first house-viewing the weekend after he and Tom had made their relationship official, but he hadn't liked the first house all that much. He hadn't been able to pinpoint exactly what had put him off and he hadn't wanted to sound silly, but he just couldn't picture it as home.
Matt went to a second house viewing appointment the following weekend. He had brought Tessa to take a look since Tom had said he needed to catch up on some work. Matt still wasn't sure if that had been a genuine reason for not coming along, or whether Tom had just found the idea of looking at houses with his new boyfriend kind of weird. Matt hadn't pushed the issue.
Matt instantly fell in love with the second house and Tessa had agreed that it was perfect. It had a beautiful front garden, plus off-road parking and a garage. Inside, there were three good sized bedrooms, a large bathroom – with a huge shower that Matt was sure he could find more than one use for – and most of the rooms were spacious and modern. The place was immaculate too; Matt would have to do very little work other than move in his things and buy some new furniture and appliances. It was everything he had been looking for. It wasn't exactly cheap, but with his new job and his savings, he'd be able to afford it.
Matt could definitely see himself being extremely happy in this house, and he was shocked to realise that he was considering what it would be like to live there with Tom. For it to be
their
home, rather than just
his
home. They'd only been officially dating for two weeks, but Matt already considered Tom to be an important part of his life. In fact, Matt felt more for Tom after two weeks than he had for Mitchell during the entirety of their relationship. Matt wasn't sure whether to be scared or elated by this.
He called Ashley and told her that he wanted to put in an offer at the full asking price. She sounded more excited than he was. "I'm so pleased you like it. I knew you would!" He could hear her shuffling about paperwork and typing away at her computer. "This is so exciting! Can you pop by now? We'll want to get this sorted as soon as possible."
Matt's offer was accepted and suddenly he was on his way to owning his first house. It was both exciting and terrifying, but Matt knew that he was making the right move. It took a few days to sort through everything, but when it was all done, Matt had arranged a move in date of just four weeks away.
After finalising the purchase of his new home, sorting out his funds, and signing lots of paperwork, Matt drove straight over to Tom's house. He was eager to fill him in on the news and let him know that it really was official – Matt had his own place, and he would be staying for good.
Since Matt and Tom had made their relationship official, they had seen a lot of each other. In fact, they were finding it increasingly difficult to stay apart. They met for dinner after work most nights, usually at Tom's, and would always end up cuddling on the sofa where they'd watch a film or just lay and chat. The two of them even went to the cinema one evening after work where they'd sat at the back, snuggling close and holding hands. Matt had felt like a teenager all over again and they'd both laughed about it, but it had been an amazing evening and Matt thought it was probably one of the best nights he'd had in years.
Although their relationship was really starting to grow, the sexual side had yet to progress past blowjobs – of which Matt had been more than eager to reciprocate once he'd gotten over his tiredness from that first Saturday night. Matt was just trying to find the right time to take things further, and at the moment they both seemed more than content to cuddle, grope and suck each other off.
Matt pulled up outside the house and practically ran up the drive before knocking on the door.
"It's open!" He heard Tom shout.
Matt let himself in and was greeted with the smell of Tom's cooking.
"Wow, something smells good, what're you making?" Matt asked as he made his way through to the kitchen. Tom was standing at the oven, stirring a pan of sauce that he had simmering on the hob. He turned to greet Matt with a slow, hot kiss that got both of their hearts racing.
"Nothing too fancy, I just wanted to cook you dinner myself for once rather than order out," he said. "Although, I kind of cheated and got some help from Tessa."
"Well whatever it is, it smells delicious."
"Not as delicious as you," Tom said with a cheeky grin before ducking down to plant a wet kiss on Matt's neck, gently sucking at the skin there.
Matt laughed. "Wow, Tom. That was pretty cheesy."
"Yeah, but you loved it," Tom joked before pulling his mouth away from Matt's neck and pecking his cheek. He turned back around to check on the food, stirring the sauce and checking on whatever he had in the oven.
"Well I guess we can make this dinner into a bit of a celebration too, because I have some good news," Matt said with a smile.
"I know you do. Ashley called me."
"Damn her! I wanted to tell you myself," Matt pouted. He almost stamped his foot too, but thankfully managed to stop himself just in time.
Tom turned back around and laughed before wrapping his arms around Matt's waist to pull him in for a hug. "Okay, I'll pretend I don't know."
"No point. The moment's ruined," Matt mumbled.
