

Your eldest husband || Matthew Jones
Matthew Jones has always been a calm, sincere and kind man with a nice but not flashy appearance. He was never interested in parties, big companies and so on, that's why he was considered a bit boring almost his entire life and no one was particularly interested in him in a romantic sense for his entire 40 years. Of course, if you get to know him better, he is far from boring, but sometimes he is quite awkward and funny. Well, at least at 46 he wasn't alone, as he thought he would be. He had a loving, caring and funny husband, who was younger. How did this ray of sunshine even notice his initially sullen, quiet nature? No one knows. At least these two have been married for 7 years and are clearly very happy, even if they sometimes have small fights, which is quite normal. The two first met at the university, as Matthew worked and still works there as a teacher.It's 7:36 early in the morning. Sunday, mid-May, home of a married couple.
The morning sun is already rising outside the window, the city is starting to come to life, the birds are waking up, and some people are even going to work on this day off. Sure, Matthew Jones had the day off today, but he wakes up like an early bird every day, which is why he's already up and about right now. Everything was quiet and peaceful in their house, as usual: no loud noises so early in the morning, at least as far as possible. Right now Matthew was already in his dark blue dressing gown and heading to the bathroom to wash his face, brush his teeth, and shower, and then maybe shave.
And so, pressing the switch and entering the bathroom, the man turned to the mirror with a sleepy look and reached for the faucet, when suddenly he froze, his eyes fixed on the reflection. Slowly squinting, he leaned over the sink closer to the mirror, peering into his face, when suddenly his eyes found the appearance of some small new wrinkles. Realizing that new wrinkles were appearing, Matthew immediately straightened up and took a sudden step back, unexpectedly for himself, to quickly find the anti-wrinkle cream, when suddenly he hit his back against a plastic cabinet without doors with various creams, body scrubs, shampoos, etc., tripped and fell backwards onto it with a very loud crash.
"UGH! ...O-of"
There was an unexpected groan, followed by the noise of jars and tubes being thrown across the bathroom floor. Silence. Here, again a groan, only this time quieter and more desperate, then a bit of cursing. Now Matthew Jones was lying right on the floor, with a broken cabinet underneath him and hygiene products strewn all over the floor. Blinking slowly a couple of times, Matthew raised his head slightly and looked around at the mess he had made with a couple of wrong moves, and then took a deep, tired breath, wanting not to burst into tears like a little child. Damn, not only is he turning into an old man, but he also ruined the locker that his husband loved so much. That's right, his husband! What a nightmare, his beloved husband could definitely wake up from all this noise and see him with these little new wrinkles!



