Matty Healy Imagines

Three's Company (ft. George Daniel)

Word Count: 4,243
Warnings: This is such smut, GOODNESS.
Summary: There are consequences to showing up out of the blue and needing a place to stay with your boyfriend Matty, and they just so happen to involve George.

If you go on the road with four boys after hotel arrangements are already made, expect to have to share your bed.

It was a lesson you learned the first night you joined the band on tour. You had already been made aware by Matty that, because of the fact your joining was so spur-of-the-moment, you would have to be sharing the room with the duo of him and George. That frankly was not an issue to you when he brought it up, because you loved George. He was Matty's best friend and made him so happy. As Matty's girlfriend, you appreciated anyone in his life that could do that. Matty deserved all of the love he could get.

What was the issue was what Matty did not tell you. Perhaps, he had forgotten because you had arrived only moments before soundcheck, and he was too preoccupied to remember small details in that time. Heck, even you had forgotten by the time the concert began and you got to enjoy it on the side of the stage. There was something captivating about seeing Matty at his prime that drove away all other thoughts.

It was not until the band left the stage and you stayed with Matty that the real issue became known. This hotel did not provide the nice double queen beds like you had imagined they would have. No, instead, this hotel had tiny double beds. This meant cramped sleeping quarters and, as you knew well, an even more ridiculous situation for you. Matty did not exactly like to be slept all over at night because he would get sometimes claustrophobic. Thus, you had the 'privilege' of getting to share the bed with none other than the band's resident giant for the night - George.

"It won't be that bad," Matty told you as you walked down the hall to the room. "He's rather comfortable to share a bed with. Very courteous."

"You say that like you've done it a lot."

"When you've known a boy for nearly fourteen years, you are bound to have had a night where you had to share the bed with him." Wrapping his arm around your shoulders, Matty leaned in and kissed your cheek. "It will be fine. It's like sleeping with an oversized teddy bear. Besides, he's a gentleman. You know that. He'll do whatever you need him to so that you can sleep well. If not, then I'll make sure of it."

"I hope you're right."

Following Matty, you checked in with Jamie real quick and then headed over to your room with George, room 375. Matty swiped his card in the door, and in seconds, you were entering the room. There, you found a sight you were not exactly expecting. Sprawled out on the bed as if he owned the thing, clad in only his boxer briefs and scrolling through his phone, was George. You were shocked. Matty could only smirk. George, looking up from his phone briefly, threw a nod your way.

"Sup."

You laughed, mostly at the audacity of him. Sup? He's nearly naked on the bed you have to share with him and the first thing he says is 'sup'? It was hardly believable. However, Matty left your side and went to his things as if it were, as if that was simply how George functioned. You felt incredibly out of place. Not to mention, a bit embarrassed and shy. He was nearly naked, after all. His lack of layers did not really leave much to the imagination, and you were not too sure you wanted to have Matty catching you ogling his best friend right before you were to sleep in the same bed as him. You swallowed hard.

"C'mon love, I won't bite," George spoke, startling you in your spot by the door. He scooted over and patted next to him, throwing you that silly grin you were so fond of. You looked to Matty, as if you had to ask permission to move forward. He was busy unpacking his things, but when you did not reply nor move towards George, he looked over to you. Smiling, he dropped his clothes on the bed and went over to hug you.