✧ A/N: thank you guys so much for the love on my last post! i didn't expect ppl to like it but u guys rlly shocked meee. hope u all enjoy this tiny blurb while i try to write some more!
✧ Synopsis: After a long and rough day at work, you come home grumpy and in dire need of sleep. Matty catches on and decides to provide the comfort you've desperately wanted all day.
✧ Warnings: a little bit of angst??, suggestive touching, cuddling, flufff❤️🩹
✧ Vision Board: https://pin.it/2to6Akz
✧ Word Count: 507
You carelessly swing the bedroom door open, tossing your bag and your dirty shoes into the corner of the room. Matty quickly rises from the bed, slowly approaching your slumped figure.
"What's got my darling all gloomy tonight?" Matty teases, his hands reaching out to run along your body, stilling as they reach your ass.
"Not in the mood." You groan, slowly peeling off your tight, agitating work clothes. You saunter over to your dresser, pulling out a simple camisole and pair of shorts. As you slip them on, Matty appears behind you, running his fingertips along your arms, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You let out a long, exasperated sigh before muttering, "You really don't know how to listen, do you?" You turn to lightly punch Matty's shoulder, pushing him away.
"Ow!" Matty dramatically gasps, playfully stumbling back a step. "Watch out there, killer," he grinned, rubbing his shoulder. "M'just playing around, babe," he added, stepping closer to you again. "Nothing serious." You give him an unamused look, pushing past him to flop onto the bed.
Matty watches as you flung yourself onto the bed, a mix of emotions playing across his face. He sighed heavily before following after you, crawling onto the bed beside you. "What's got you so wound up?" You continue laying face down on the bed, your body sprawled out like a starfish.
"Today, it was a lot." You mumble against the sheets, tiredness in your muffled voice. Matty heard your mumbled words but didn't press for more information. He knew better than to push when you were in one of these moods. Instead, he slid his arm under you, gently pulling you against his chest.
You desperately crawl into his arms, your side pressed against his chest as you hug your knees in his lap. Matty wrapped his other arm around you, holding you close. He could feel your heart beating against his chest, and he knew that this was the only comfort you sought tonight.
"Shh," he whispered softly, running his hand soothingly up and down your back. You breathe lightly against Matty's skin, your eyes fluttering closed. You trail a hand up to play with Matty's curls, the only thing keeping you grounded.
Matty felt the soft touch of your hand in his hair, and it brought a small smile to his lips. He knew this was the only time you truly felt safe - when you were in his arms, seeking solace from the emotions budding within. You reach down to pull the covers up, nestling closer to Matty.
"There you go," Matty murmured, helping wrap the blanket around both of you. He felt your breathing begin to even out, knowing you would soon fall asleep. You wrap your arms around Matty's waist, pulling him close before you start to doze off. "I've got you," Matty whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. He held you close throughout the night, his heart full of love and admiration for this fragile, innocent thing that he couldn't help but cherish.
❥ A/N: This is my first ever post!!! I really hope u guys like it, don't mind my awful grammar and my lack of knowledge on smoking weed🤞😖
❥ Synopsis: After a successful gig, Matty takes pleasure in your hospitality, settling in your apartment for the night. After a few passes of a spliff you somehow acquired, secrets between you and Matty begin to surface. A hazy night in between gigs alters your relationship with Matty eternally.
"Ahh…that was crazy, did you see their faces?!" Matty reminisces on the reactions of the crowd during the band’s gig, relieved to see you enjoyed it too. You both continue walking together, your steps in sync, until you finally reach your apartment. “Thanks for letting me stay the night,” Matty smiles down at you appreciatively. You grin up at him, glad to finally spend some time with him in the middle of tour.
You practically rush inside, an idea popping into your head. You place your bag on the coffee table, taking off your shoes as you tumble over to a basket that lies hidden in the corner of your living room. "What's that all about?" Matty chuckles curiously as he locks the door behind him, kicking off his shoes. He watches as you fumble around in the basket, wondering what could be so interesting inside. You grin up at him, slowly pulling a spliff out of the basket and waving it up at him. Smoking weed was a habit of yours that not very many people knew of, not even Matty.
“Ahh," Matty says, a surprised look crossing his face. "You smoke weed?" He chuckles softly, shaking his head. "I guess there's always something new to learn about you." You smile at him, pulling out a lighter from the basket as well. You plop yourself onto the couch, lighting the spliff.
“Ya' like some company?" Matty asks, walking over to the couch and sitting down beside you. He leans back, watching you with curious eyes as you light up. You laugh as you breathe out a cloud of smoke, offering him the spliff, your eyebrow flicking up. Matty takes the spliff from you, placing it between his lips. He inhales deeply, holding the smoke in for a moment before exhaling slowly. His eyes close as he savors the taste of the smoke. You place your legs up on the couch, hugging your knees as you admire the sight before you.
Matty glances at you, his heart racing as he takes another hit from the spliff. He hands it back to you, his body tingling with an odd mix of pleasure and anxiety. The smell of cannabis fills the air between you two, making the already intimate situation even more so. You take another hit, humming as you exhale,
"You're so perfect at doing literally anything...it's not fair." You pout, leaning closer to Matty. Matty can't hide his pleasure as he feels your body move closer. His gaze lingers on your lips, his heart racing in his chest.
"I could say the same about you," Matty replies softly, his voice barely above a whisper. You place the spliff in his mouth, lightly kissing his cheek as you do so.
"What a charmer," you mumble into his ear, already feeling the effects of the weed. Matty moans softly as you place the spliff in his mouth, his body shuddering from the kiss.
"You have no idea..." He whispers back, his voice thick with desire. "You make me so weak..." Your eyes widen in fascination at his words, reaching out and tracing his face with your finger. Matty leans into your touch, his breathing growing heavier as your finger trails across his face. His heart races as you continue to stare at him, your gaze connected for what seems like an eternity. He cannot believe how much he wants you right now.
"Have I ever told you that you're really pretty?" You slur, smiling up at Matty. Your hazy mind bringing forward old thoughts of how you used to fancy Matty, the feeling never really leaving in the first place. Your eyes trail along his face, taking in his chocolate brown eyes, ones that always stare sweetly into yours, his matching chocolate curls, perfectly spilling onto his face. Your eyes slowly trail down to his lips, pursed and open just enough to see his ivories.
“N-no," Matty stutters, his cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. "You haven't." He looks into your eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. This is it, he thinks. The moment he's been waiting for.
"Well, you are." You grin cheekily at Matty, taking the spliff from his hand and inhaling its smoke deeply.
“I.." Matty trails off, his mind reeling from your words and the effects of the weed. He can't believe you just admitted you find him attractive. It's enough to make his knees weak.
"What?" You giggle, blowing smoke out of your nose as you look at him, mockingly puzzled. Matty chuckles nervously at your question.
"Nothing," he says, shaking his head slightly. His heart races as he watches you blow smoke out of your nose; it's both sexy and slightly amusing to him. You shuffle closer, placing the spliff between Matty's lips,
"Go on," you coax him, "I wanna try something." grinning at him, hoping he'll comply. Taking a deep breath, Matty closes his eyes and inhales the smoke from the spliff. As he does so, he feels an unexpected surge of desire. His heart beats harder in his chest, and he opens his eyes to meet yours again.
You cup Matty's face with your hands, softly pressing your lips against his as you inhale the smoke out of his mouth and into yours, shotgunning the toke. Matty lets out a soft moan against your lips, the feeling of the smoke leaving his lungs and entering yours sends a wave of pleasure through his body. He drops the joint into a tray on the coffee table, his hands finding their way to your hips, holding onto you as if you were the only thing keeping him grounded. You pull away, exhaling the smoke.
"That was hot," You chuckle nonchalantly, smiling at Matty like everything was normal, but it wasn't. Matty exhales slowly, the lingering taste of marijuana still in his mouth. His mind is reeling with overwhelming desire, but he tries his hardest to keep his emotions in check.
"Yeah, it was," he manages to say, trying to sound casual. Your eyes trail down to your hips, feeling a slight warmth enveloping them, Matty's hands still resting there. You look back up at Matty, giving him a teasing stare. Matty's heart skips a beat as he meets your gaze. The look in your eyes sends shivers down his spine and ignites a fire within him. He swallows hard, his fingers tightening slightly on your hips. "What're you thinking about?" he asks softly. You smile softly at his gesture, scooting closer on the couch.
"You." You flash your eyes at him, sincerity in your stare. Matty feels his cheeks heat up at your teasing confession. His heart races even faster now, his breathing shallow. He looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of what he thinks might be there-an attraction, a desire.
"Y-you know," Your brow flickers up at Matty, waiting for him to continue. “You're really beautiful," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've wanted to tell you that for so long." You blush and look away, but Matty is still caught in your gaze. He leans closer, your bodies brushing against each other. His heart is pounding in his chest as he wonders how you'll react to his next words. "Have you ever thought about us?" Your gaze quickly flickers back to his, your eyes searching his face, trying to read him.
"Maybe.." You cheekily grin, resting your head in your palm.
"Maybe?" Matty repeats, smiling softly. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach. "I think about us all the time," he confesses, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've wanted this for so long." His eyes search yours, desperately waiting for a response.
"Really?" You mumble in shock, your face flushing with hope as you admire Matty.
"Really," Matty confirms, his heart racing. "I know we've been friends for a really long time, b-but I can't help how I feel." He looks up at you, truly admiring you for the first time. The way you look back at him, the spark in your eyes... You hesitate, unsure of how to express your feelings. Matty's heart beats faster as he awaits your answer. He bites his lip nervously, wondering if you feel the same way he does. "Did you ever have any idea?" he asks softly, his eyes pleading for the truth. You attempt to hold back a grin, your mind flickering back to all of the times Matty got a little too close, and acted a little more than friendly.
"Kind of," you smile to yourself. Matty's breath catches in his throat as he hears your response. His heart swells with hope.
"Really?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. He leans forward slightly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of deception or doubt.
"Well I mean, you made it kinda obvious." You giggle, your eyelashes fluttering tauntingly. Matty's face turns a shade of red, a mix of embarrassment and flattery. He chuckles nervously, running a hand through his hair.
"I guess I did, huh?" He takes a deep breath, his gaze never leaving yours. "So..." Your ears perk up, listening intently for Matty's next words. Matty's heart beats faster as he leans closer to you. He takes another deep breath, his gaze locked onto yours. "Do you think... maybe we should try something?" he whispers, his voice low and intense.
"I think I'd like that," You grin at Matty, laying your legs across his.
“Actually?" Matty asks, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I've always dreamed about this moment." He smiles shyly, leaning closer to you. His heart races as he waits for your next move. You chuckle lightly at his comment,
"You're such a dork," you tease before pressing your lips to his, running your hands through his curls. Matty's eyes widen, responding eagerly, his hands sliding up your back. As the kiss deepens, he groans softly into your mouth. You swipe your tongue along his bottom lip, tightening your grip on his hair. Matty moans softly against your lips, his body trembling slightly. His free hand moves to rest on your leg, slowly trailing upward. He breaks the kiss for a moment to catch his breath, his eyes still locked onto yours, "God, I've wanted this for so long,"
"Me too..." You admit, your hot breath huffing against Matty's swollen lips. A hazy, satisfied smile begins to spread across Matty's face as he leans in to resume the heated kiss. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you onto his lap.
"I don't want to wait anymore," he whispers, reaching down to slide his hands up your shirt. "Shit," you mumble, shivering under his touch.
"Is that a good shit?" Matty chuckles breathlessly, his eyes shining with excitement. He leans in, kissing you softly on the neck as he slides his hand under the waistband of your pants, his fingers tracing the shape of your hipbone. You grin at his frequently used phrase, nodding lightly as your hands slide down his shoulders. "I love how soft you are," Matty whispers, his breath tickling your ear. He moves one hand to rest on your stomach, the other still tracing slow circles on your hip. "I want this to last forever."
"Me too," you smile softly, wrapping your arms around his neck as you rest your head on his shoulder.
"Can I ask you something?" Matty says, his breath warm against your skin. "Is it okay if... if we just take things slow and see what happens?" He hesitates, unsure if he's reading the situation correctly. “I could just stay like this forever.”
"I'd like that," You smile against his skin, relishing in his company. Matty smiles slowly, leaning back to look at your face, his eyes locked on yours.
"Good," he says softly, leaning in to kiss you again. This time, his lips are gentle and exploratory, as if he's tasting you for the first time. You cradle Matty's face in your hands, your thumbs brushing along his cheekbones. Matty moans softly into the kiss, his fingers digging slightly into your sides. He deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue against your lips, eager to taste more of you. His free hand slides up your back, gently massaging the skin between your shoulder blades. You relish in the warmth of Matty before pulling back, catching your breath as you say,
"We should probably get to sleep since you've got another show tomorrow." You turn to check your phone, the time reading 1:02 am. Matty pants softly, his eyes closed and his chest heaving as he catches his breath.
"You're right," he agrees, his hand moving to slip under your shirt again. "But can we... can we sleep like this?" You grin down at him, pinching his cheek as you giggle,
"Of course we can." You retreat off his lap, quickly shuffling over to a small basket near the TV, and grabbing a couple of pillows and a blanket.
“Perfect," Matty breathes out, eyeing your form as you gather the pillows and blanket. He scoots back, making enough space for you to crawl onto the couch with him. As soon as you're settled, he wraps his arms around you, spooning you from behind.
"G'night," you mumble, smiling to yourself at the turn of events tonight.
"Night, beautiful." Matty murmurs against your hair, already starting to fall asleep. His chest rises and falls slowly with each breath, his arm tightening around you as he drifts off to sleep. Shortly, the comforting atmosphere slowly lulls you to sleep, the sound of Matty's soft breathing being the last thing you hear before you doze off.
