I love your Mello x reader hcs
Can you please write Matt x reader hcs too?😯
⊹ ࣪ matt x reader headcanons ˖ ʚɞ
a/n . . . thanku sm anon !!!! i hope u love this ahahah matt is so bae ; slightly suggestive at points, fluff, fem reader
★ he calls you "babe" with zero inflection, always mid-sentence. "babe can you pass the lighter" or "babe your shirt’s on inside out again". it sounds throwaway but you catch the smirk every time.
★ his bed’s a mess. crumbs, tangled sheets, hoodie pile in the corner. but somehow he keeps your spot clean. he always straightens the pillow you use.
★ when you stretch or bend over near him, he always whistles low and fake. every time. "damn" like he hasn't seen it a thousand times. it’s dumb. it’s routine. you secretly love it.
★ bites his controller when he’s mad. not even aggressively. just like a dog gnawing in frustration.
★ he’s always warm. not just body heat — comfortable. like laying on him is your natural position. you sprawl across his chest and he just keeps gaming like it’s normal.
★ he stands behind you while you’re at the sink or stove — not on purpose, just because he’s drawn to you like a heat source. he’s close. too close. chest brushing your back, arms on either side of you. doesn’t move.
★ you’ll be sitting there, hoodie halfway zipped, and he’ll casually pull the zipper down a few inches while still holding a controller. doesn’t say anything. doesn’t even look. just… adjusts.
★ will pull you into the bathroom while he brushes his teeth. spits, wipes his mouth, and kisses your shoulder like it’s routine. like mint and skin go together.
★ cleans his goggles with the edge of your shirt. not even distracted. just does it while you're talking. the fabric stretches, his knuckles graze your chest, and he doesn't say a word.
★ his voice drops when he’s half-asleep — scratchy, thick, wrecked. and when he says “c’mere for a sec” in that tone? your knees almost give.
★ has a habit of tapping rhythmically on your thigh. while you’re talking. while he’s zoning out. doesn’t realize how hypnotic it feels until your breath catches.
★ turns his whole head when you walk into the room. every time. doesn’t play it off. just watches you like you’re the only real thing in the building.
★ he lets you ramble. for hours. sprawled on the couch, pacing in the kitchen, sitting on his lap while you go off about something niche — he doesn’t interrupt. he just nods, eyes on you like you’re the main quest.
★ lets you sit between his legs while he plays. at some point his hands drift from the controller to your thighs and he doesn’t move them back. “i can still reach the buttons. s’all good.”
★ when you're talking and flailing your hands, he grabs your wrist mid-sentence just to feel your pulse. “you’re wound up,” he mumbles, like that wasn’t already obvious.





















