Trick or Treat! // Dad!Matty x Reader
A/N: You guys seemed to still want this even though I’m late to the party, so here you go! I also couldn’t find a picture to perfectly suit Mattys costume so the classic skeleton costume it is 😪
W/C: 1,997 words
C/W: None xx
Pumpkins glowed warmly on the porch of your home, and you could hear the colourful leaves crunching underfoot outside as excited kids went from door to door trick or treating.
Inside your home, the soft glow of fairy lights that Matty insisted on putting up set a whimsical scene to the normally bland home, and it brought so much comfort to you.
"Look, Mummy! Look at me! I'm Tutter!" Rosie announced excitedly when she found you drinking a cup of tea at the kitchen island. She twirled in her fluffy blue costume, her eyes wide with excitement.
The big ears and tail bounced as she moved, and she grinned from ear to ear. Clearly very proud and confident within her costume choice.
You smiled, though a twinge of discomfort reminded you of your fast approaching due date as your tried to bend down to meet your daughter at eye level.
"Oh, my beautiful baby girl! You look so cute!" You couldn't help but aggressively kiss her cheek, causing Rosie to giggle adorably at your affection. "Are you ready for your first real Halloween, baby?"
Rosie nodded enthusiastically, her smile infectious, identical to her fathers. You felt a rush of love just from looking at her, but you worried if you would be able to keep up with her energy all night due to the situation you're in.
Just then, Matty walked in, his face lighting up at the sight of his daughter. He was dressed a Bear from Bear and the Big Blue House, matching his Rosie who was dressed as her favourite character from the show she was so overly obsessed with.
You tried not to bust out laughing at the sight of him, wearing a brown fuzzy onesie and fuzzy ears, but you knew how much this meant to him. It being his last Halloween with his first baby girl, he wanted to give Rosie 110%.
"Oh my god! RoRo! You're the best Tutter I've ever seen!" He exclaimed, kneeling down to her level.
"Daddy, look at my tail!" Rosie twirled again, giggling continuously.
"The tail is incredible! Now, I think it's time to go out and show it off to everyone, how about that, hm?" Matty grinned, his excitement matching hers.
Matty turned to you, instantly noticing how you didn't seem as excited for Trick or Treating as you have been the other years, and you could see the concern flickering in his eyes. "Are you sure you're feeling okay to join us?"
You hesitated for a moment, glancing down at your round belly. "I want to be there, for Rosie, but... I don't want to slow you both down."
Matty smiled gently, wrapping an arm around you. "I've got this one, love. You can keep the sweet stash safe for us later on."
"Matty Healy, you're an absolute star!" you said, utterly relieved. "Just make sure she doesn't eat all the sweets at once, because I don't think either of us are in the mood to have a sick Tutter on our hands tonight." You joked, but both you and Matty knew you were being serious.
"Aye aye Captain!" Matty joked back, leaning in to place a soft and warm kiss on your lips.
You watched as Matty led Rosie out the door, her little bucket clutched tightly in her little hand. You couldn't help but get emotional as you watched the two of them walk down the short driveway, the porch light illuminating their excited faces, both matching in their cosy costumes, walking safely hand in hand.
As the evening wore on, you settled into the couch with a warm blanket, listening out for any Trick or Treaters that stopped by. You imagined Matty and Rosie, holding hands as the navigate their way around the creatively decorated houses, Matty telling stories as Bear to keep your little one entertained.
After what felt like an eternity, you finally heard a pair of keys jingling at the door, the door swinging open to be faced with, to your surprise, a very sleepy Rosie in Matty's arms. Her eyes drooping but trying with all her energy she had left to keep them open just to see you.
"Mummy, I got so many sweets." She yawned tiredly when she saw you approaching them in the hall. Her bucket was nearly overflowing, and you were quick to take it out of her hands since it looked like she was about to drop it any second due to how drained she was.
Matty chuckled as he tried to sleep Rosie's shoes off while keeping her close to his body. This exact move was something that both of you had perfected over time. "And, I snagged a few from the neighbours. They loved giving out extra to Bear and Tutter. Clearly I still make the ladies swoon." Matty smirked, knowing that even though he was walking a fine line with that comment, you'd just roll your eyes and try to hold back a smile.
Which is exactly what you ended up doing.
"Alright, little one, let's get you settled on the couch for a while, hm? Tonight is a special occasion after all." Matty pressed a kiss to her cheek as she let out the sweetest yawn you'd ever heard. Even though she was now four, she still yawned like she did when she was a tiny baby.
After Matty placed Rosie down gently on the couch, wrapping her up in the blanket you'd only just had wrapped around you, you and Matty sorted through her sweet stash, the two of you giving each other the eyes when you saw something that you could maybe steal once she went up to bed.
Rosie tried her best recounter every detail from her little adventure, but she'd stop midsentence to fall asleep for a minute, and then continue like nothing happened. You looked over at Matty, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't admiring him like your life depended on it.
The way his eyes glistened and the way lips held a soft and loving smile as he patiently waited for Rosie to finish her storytelling in between minute long power naps. He was made to be a dad to your daughter, no doubt about it. You don't think you've ever seen someone love someone so small with as much strength as he does.
Especially not in a Bear in the Big Blue House costume, that's for sure.
Suddenly, after another moment of silence, Rosie found the last bit of energy she had to perk up and ask Matty a question.
"Can we do this every year, Daddy?" Rosie quizzed him, her eyes wide and shining with so much hope.
"Absolutely, Flower! As long as we're together, Halloween will always be as fun as this one." Matty replied, his voice warm and assuring.
"Even with the baby?" She yawned, the energy drifting away from her once more.
Matty stopped for a moment, his heart clearly hurting at her question and the thought of it not being just Rosie anymore eating him up a little bit.
"I promise, sweetheart. I wouldn't let you down like that."
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After the excitement of Halloween, you and Matty quietly managed to get Rosie to bed. With each of you giving her a kiss to the forehead and making sure she's tucked in properly, you tiptoed out of her room, closing the door softly behind you.
The house felt so peaceful, the only sound being Matty opening a bottle of beer for himself and the rustling of sweet wrappers. He stretched his arms above his head as he plopped down onto the couch, letting out a satisfied sigh. "That was so much fun." he said, a smile still lingering on his face. "I can't believe how much Rosie loved it."
You nodded, a warmth spreading in your chest as Matty's left hand automatically rested on you large baby bump. "She's growing up so fast. I can't comprehend how this was her first proper Halloween."
Matty's smile faded slightly at your words, the thought of your daughter being five years old the next time Halloween roles around making him feel weird, and slightly old.
You settled into his side while his hand traced soothing circles over your bump, his other hand trying to wrap a blanket around both of your shoulders. As he handed you a handful of sweets that he managed to snag from the neighbours, you both settled on a horror movie to watch, the screen flickering to life with eerie music.
A few moments passed in silence and comforting touches, but you sensed something was weighing on Matty's mind. Finally, he looked down at you, his expression serious. "Can I talk to you about something, love?"
"Of course!" you said, concerned. "What's on that mind of yours, hm?"
Matty hesitated, his brows furrowing slightly. "I've been thinking about what Rosie said earlier. About next Halloween, you know? With the new baby coming and everything. I just worry I won't be able to give Rosie the same experience she so badly wants. What if I let her down?"
You felt you heart ache for him, knowing how much he wanted to be the perfect dad. You reached out, cupping his face in your hand. "Matty, you've already given her the most amazing memories. This Halloween was so special for her because of you. Remember her little face when she first saw you dressed as Bear? That's what it's all about, darling."
He smiled softly at the memory, but he still seemed troubled. "But next year... We'll both be busy with the baby, and I don't want Rosie to feel like we're forgetting about her."
"Baby, listen." you said, letting go of his face to squeeze his hand. "There's a lot of love to go around in this little family of ours. Us having another baby doesn't mean we'll have less love to give Rosie. It means more love, more fun, and even more new amazing memories together."
Matty nodded slowly, his eyes softening and shoulders easing. "I just want to make sure she feels special, too. I don't want her to think she's not our number one anymore."
"Matty, she'll always be our number one. It's just now we'll have another number one added to that." You assured him, resting your head on his shoulder once again. "We'll always find ways to include both of our babies. Just imagine the joy of celebrating Halloween as a family of four. I promise you, she's going to love every second of being a big sister, especially since she's still so young."
As the movie played on, you could feel the tension physically leave him. "You're right." he said, a smile creeping back onto his face. "We've got this whole parents of two thing in the bag."
"Oh, absolutely! Besides," You teased, "you'll have double the reasons to dress up next year. Tutter and Bear, round two! Maybe we can dress Baba up as Ojo!"
Matty laughed, the sound so incredibly infectious. "I can already see it. Two little ones tugging at my ears, demanding another fun sized Twix. It'll be chaotic, but so fucking worth it."
You snuggled closer, feeling the warmth of his body beside you. "And just think of all the memories we'll make. How could that not bring a smile to your face."
With the flickering light of the movie casting shadows around the room, you both felt a sense of calm. You had each other, you had Rosie, and soon, you would welcome another little one into your family.
As you both finished the last of the sweets, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, the love you shared would always shine through, creating a lifetime of magical moments together.