London Boy || Matty Healy x reader

chapter eleven || pretty boy

After the two of you finished most of the take out and two more episodes of Gilmore Girls, it was time. You two were in the bathroom, you were quickly braiding your hair while Matty was perched on the edge of your bathtub reading the back of a face mask and rethinking his life choices.

"It says it has a cooling tingling sensation?? What does that even mean??" he says, eyes wide in shock. "Calm down Matthew," you say with an eye roll as you finish off your braid, "It's only a sheet mask, you're lucky I'm not having you do a peel off, I doubt you'd survive." "You're right, per usual" he says getting up to stand behind you, he wraps his arms around you from behind and rests his head on your shoulder. "Thank you for letting me crash your night in, really is appreciated lovey," he mumbles against you before kissing your shoulder. Your heart melts at the actions, a little more than you'd like honestly, "You're welcome, but you're not getting out of the face mask," he groans and buries his face into your neck, "you're right, i can do this, I'm a strong individual, what's a wet piece of paper going to do to me." you giggle and press a kiss to his forehead, "that's the spirit handsome" You say as he turns his head and captures you in a kiss that causes you to giggle as you twist in his arms to face him properly. "Now, time for the fun" you say. Once you pull away, you grab two fuzzy headbands and hand him the baby pink one with a bow, keeping the matching white one for yourself. "Now what is this?" He asks with a shocked look as you put yours on, "It's a headband, so you don't get product in your hair, duh" you say as you assist him in putting his on. "See, Lovely," he nods his head, "yeah, of course.'' With little resistance you manage to get both of your face masks on, laughing and taking pictures of each other in the process. You take cute couple-y mirror selfies where as matty takes way to many 0.5's of you and sends the 'best ones' to his band mates.

You spend the twenty minutes it takes to let the facemasks absorb by listening to music, a playlist he made for you, you sing along to your favorites and clumsily slow dance to more romantic ones, he seems almost sad when the alarm goes off signaling that the face masks are done. You take them off and you show him what to do after and he claims he's "the prettiest he's ever been" which of course sends you into a fit of giggles. You make your way back to your bedroom, dimming the lights and putting on some quiet music as you lay down and Matty joins you minutes later, crashing down onto you, smothering you like a weighted blanket. He laughs as you let out an 'oof' under his weight before adjusting so he's using your chest as a pillow with his arms securely wrapped around your waist and both of your legs tangled together.

"Y'know," he mumbles as he cuddles closer to you, "I'm really sorry about all the gossip and speculation going around, I know it must not be ideal and I want this to be a normal relationship." you lean down and press a kiss to the mop of curls on his head, "I know baby, but what can you do?" He sighs and melts into your touch, "I dunno, maybe post a picture of us, so people at least know where together, give them something to quiet them?" "That's not a bad idea, want some of the pictures I took tonight?" you ask as you card your fingers through his mess of hair, massaging his scalp. "Tomorrow," he mumbles, "I have more important things to do tonight," he says as he begins to drift to sleep in your arms.

And it's at that moment that three little words leave your lips for the first time. You're almost certain he didn't hear them, but the way his grip on you tightens, you know he did.

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"Even if my heart stops beating, You're the only thing I need, ooh, with me" - Pretty Boy~ The Neighborhood.