𝄞₊˚ dating matt
notes middle image is from the initial d manga. x gn!reader. i had male reader in mind but thats not very clear here
warnings swearing, suggestive (under 16 dni)
summary memento mori, memento vivere, memento to-flirt-with-your-hot-boyfriend-every-second-you-get. dating headcanons with my goat matt.
♫ matt likes to pull you in by articles of clothing. not directly by your waist or by your hip. nope. he loops his fingers into your belt loops or the belt itself, pulls you in by the collar, tugs you closer with your tie. literally anything.
♫ either that or he just boxes you in. presses a hand to your chest and slowly (or eagerly, depends on his mood) pushes you back towards the couch, his desk, the window sill, the wall. whatever the fuck there is. ♫ nicknames. always. but especially around mello just to piss him off.
babe - babe (not baby) SPECIFICALLY because i think its the one that would be most instinctual to him. its common, rolls of the tongue well, and good in like.. pretty much any tone. "babe, play silent hill with me." while sprawled against the couch, eyes fixated on the screen. "babe, the secretary's on her way to the storage. hurry the fuck up," into your earpiece on a job. "babe, babe--fuck--fuck--" while his fingers are tangled in your hair and his head's rolling back. yeah.
pretty boy/girl - used every single time he greets you. sliding into the bar stool beside you? "share your glass with me, would you pretty boy?". waking up to you shirtless in the kitchen and hell-bent on making coffee? "'mornin, pretty boy." other times... "fuck yeah, you like that, pretty boy?" "fuuuuuuckk pretty boy, right there.
anything personal - your favorite flower, something significant you've shared, something that's just slipped out, anything that makes him remember you.
♫ teasing little bitch but in the smallest, most annoying ways. tells you your shirt is inside-out when it isn't, puts too much or not enough sugar in your coffee/tea, puts your gun on safety when you usually don't (could that kill you in the split second of confusion on when you pull the trigger and it just clicks? maybe. but he believes in you.), hides your belt in the middle of the night so you're running around the room like a headless chicken the next day. ♫ remembers everything. how you like to start the morning, the right temperature you like your hot drinks, how many shots you need till its too dangerous for you to walk the streets alone, how far his teasing (or..other things, for that matter) can go until its genuinely out of line. he shows this knowledge in the small things he does everyday--sliding a fresh mug across your desk on a late night exactly the time you usually go for another hit, placing your clothes in the area you usually first look, always saving the chair or spot on the couch you like, and much more. though, lets bfr, sometimes he doesn't really care and resorts to teasing. he's sweet when you're extra pissed though. ♫ i don't think he'd be specifically big on PDA or showing you off (unless its to mello, to again, piss him off), it'd just happen and he wouldn't care. ♫ sharing earbuds. fuck yeah. ♫ always beside you when you're in the same room. standing, sitting, lying down. if he's not beside you, he's behind you, in front of you. in line with this, he'd probably prefer sitting beside you than in front of you on dates. i feel like it would feel more intimate to him--he can intertwine your hands, hook his leg over yours, press kisses to your neck, and see your face more clearly while you yap or he spills whatever jibber-jabber he's got. ♫ dates wouldn't really be dates. things would just.. happen? he'd spend most of his time with you already. again, lets bfr, the fanciest thing you're getting with this man is a family-promo from your usual chinese restaurant and his newest version of mario kart. ♫ he doesn't really give a shit about his bad habits. or for that matter, life in general unless its about you. you probably won't be able to change that, and, lets be honest, if you lived pretty shitty like him he won't try to do much to change your lifestyle. unless it was about things like not eating well, SH, etc. in that context then, he'd probably try to have a serious talk and use his big bad brain to help--but he wouldn't push too hard unless it was really severe, probably knowing how it was like having people always on eggshells around him in wammy's house.
silently, matt presses the roll in his ringed fingers to your lips. the car's driver-side window was rolled down as you stood watch on a new job. mello insisted you two not be put together because, and i quote 'those bitches don't know how to spend a minute together without fucking'. well, he's wrong. most of the time. but here you were, your right leg over his as his free hand drew circles on your inner thigh. the radio played faintly in the background, a somehow comforting buzz of too-heavy drums and distorted guitar. the clouds of smoke from his own drags withdrew slowly out the window, his mind as numb as the grey haze. he prodded at your lips once more, raising an eyebrow under his goggles. "you want my lips or the cig?" he mused, head leaning further back against the driver's seat. "or.." a cheeky grin crept up his lips before you swatted it away with a laugh, to which he retorted back with trailing his fingers suddenly higher. andddd yeah, guess mello was right.
specifically suggestive below ♫LOTS of make-outs in the car. lots. after a good car chase and you're both still high on adrenaline, after a party and you two are drunk and high as shit, when you come back from a job and boy is needy af. ♫ in his (or your) rooms, i think most stuff would happen on the couch rather than the bed. idk it just happens. you creep up behind him for a kiss, and suddenly you're rolling over the head board and he's over you. your legs are tangled while he plays video games and you watch, anddd suddenly his hands are all over you. you're both to lazy to stand up and stumble over to the bed, so there is fine . ♫ ok hear me out he takes it SLOW. slow kisses like you’re his first hit of a cigarette, slowly roaming hands, slowly sliding your clothes off as he watches each square inch of skin be revealed. he rolls his tongue with yours like he’s tasting a fine dining dish, like he’s relearning you each time. he’s always overstimulating himself in the day; with video games whilst simultaneously thinking how to solve the latest bug in his system, whilst listening to music and simultaneously hacking away and still wondering how he can’t beat the new boss fight. so i think he’d want time with you to just be slow. he's like a lazy, somewhat tender kind of slow most days, but i will admit i think he COULD have more fervor on bad or extra good days.
♫ usually not rough unless you ask. very mid-paced too. i feel like he wouldn’t be very naturally rough—he’d take his time. this baby’s an analytic smart brain so at first he’d take note of what you liked and what you didn’t. always asking “is this okay?” or “can i do this?” in the first few weeks. after that he’d pretty much be accustomed to your tastes and pace, and would probably try to adapt but if you REALLY liked being rough im sorry this man is too lazy for that. ♫ lwk kind of pathetic except he doesn’t care. he wouldn’t be INSANELY loud but he’d definitely be moaning “oh fuck—fuck—fuck—“ while his head rolls back, or he’d repeatedly tell you how hot this is or how hot you are in between gasps every 2 seconds. needy as hellllllllll too. i feel like he wouldn’t have gotten much before hand—with being in wammy’s house and that shit. maybe he and mello had run away a few times (matt not rlly caring lol just following mello for shits and giggles) and MAYBE had some experience whether with each other or with other people. there i said it.) but idk. id like to imagine reader being his first time when he joins the mafia with mello.
