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It's not like George was cheating on him because they're not together, although Matty wishes they were because he likes to want things he can't have.

He doesn't go to Gemma's, because she'd just give him a lecture. She's good at those. He doesn't go anywhere, really, just rides the tube around and goes to a few pubs and clubs, never staying for too long in one place.

Before he knows it, it's one in the morning and he has one missed call from Gemma, four from George, two voicemails, and a text from his mum.

He answers the text and calls Gemma back and then goes home.

~•~

"Where've you been?" George's voice is very flat. He looks a bit sickly, to be honest, his hair an absolute mess, eyes red-rimmed and more tired looking than usual.

"Out," says Matty. "Why do you care?"

George doesn't say anything, just watches Matty strip himself of his coat and shoes.

"If there's something I've done-"

"Just." Matty sighs and runs a hand over his face. He's so tired. "I'm tired, George."

"Well, so am I," says George. "I was worried."

Matty goes to the sofa where George is in the exact same spot as Matty left. "Come to bed with me. I'm tired."

George stares blankly at the turned off television for a moment, then closes his eyes. "Alright."

Matty takes George to his room and pushes him down on the bed, manhandling him until he's where Matty wants him. Matty pulls the covers up and snuggles into George's side, sighing when George lifts his arm for Matty to go under.

George's breath smells like cigarettes, which he only smokes when he's stressed, and mint toothpaste.

"I'm sorry," Matty whispers, putting his hand on George's face and stroking his cheekbone with a thumb.

George blinks at him. "It's- I'm sorry too."

Matty leans up to kiss his nose. "You didn't do anything. I was just being an idiot."

George gave a thin smile. "Since when aren't you?"

Matty tapped his cheek. "Hush, you."

George closes his eyes. "I love you."

Matty breathes deeply, taking his hand off George's face to set it flat on his chest. "I love you too."

George falls asleep after a few moments, mouth slack and hair falling into his eyes. Matty tucks it behind George's ear and doesn't fall asleep until very early in the morning.

~•~

George comes home smelling like the same perfume and looking far too happy for the next couple days.

It sets Matty on edge.

Not only does George come home smelling of some awful girl he presumably had sex with, he comes home and kisses Matty and fucks him and takes care of him and is so lovely to him and honestly, it makes Matty want to punch him in his stupid face.

"I've got a surprise for you," says George. "Mind you, you'll have to wait."

Matty lifts his leg to swing over George's shoulder. George has him bended in half on the goddamn sofa, fingers in Matty's arse, looming over him. "Well why would you tell me now if I have to wait," Matty whinges, throwing his head back.

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