Fallingforyou // Matty Healy

Day In Bed

I'm sat on my kitchen island, eating a bowl of coco pops and flicking through a magazine when Matty appears in the doorframe. His curly hair dishevelled from sleep and his bare chest scattered in his tattoos, I can't help but smile.

He stretches his arms, grabs a spoon from the draw before hopping onto the counter with me, digging into my cereal whilst reading the page I was on over my shoulder.

"Mornin', you enjoying my cereal?" I say, grinning at him.

"Very much so, free food is the best food!" He replies cheekily, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

I close the magazine and finish the task of eating breakfast with me holding the bowl and the two of us battling with our spoons for the final coco pop.

"I reckon a day in bed?" Matty says, yawning on queue. He had barely rested recently, being in the studio all the time.

"Sounds good, you need to rest." I hop off the counter, putting the bowl in the sink and making my way back to bed. Matty follows in tow.

He tackles me onto the bed, tickling my sides until I tap his arm in surrender. He hovers above me, smiling at his victory. I sit up just enough to kiss him and flip position so I was now on top and started at his sides whilst he gasped in laughter.

I give up my attack and let my arms fall to the side of his head, letting my body relax ontop of him. His fingertips danced along my scalp, brushing strands of hair downward and humming a tune off the new EP.

"Don't get me wrong, I love the fact that we're almost putting out our first ever EP but I do miss days in bed with you doing nothing" Matty sighs contently.

"Don't get used to this rockstar, you'll be massive in no time and won't have time for me or days in bed. Not that I mind" I say.

Matty sits up, taking me with him so I'm now straddling his lap as opposed to lying on it. He wiggles his eyebrows at the position before replying "I'll always make time for you Muse. You really are the epitome of goodness and beauty aren't you?"

I shrug my shoulders in response, a slight blush painting my cheeks. "Just want you to be able to do what you want to, make your art a job, I know you want the same for me."

He rubs his nose with mine in an eskimo kiss, "I want nothing more than to see you succeed. I want to show you the world."

We spent the day watching films in bed, only stopping for either food breaks or toilet breaks. Matty had been extra cuddly today, I knew he was still struggling and it was good seeing him relaxed.

It was later in the evening now and we had ordered pizza, I leaned on my side as Matty fed me pieces whilst I painted my nails.  Yeah, I know, he's a keeper!

Whilst I waited for my nails to be dry, Matty went in the shower whilst I watched reruns of That 70's Show, he gruntled under his breath about how 'Ashton Kutcher wasn't even that good looking' which is a total lie and he knows it.

He walks in 10 minutes later, his wet hair clinging to his face as he sits down in front of me on the bed. He looks at my nails "Pretty, they look good."

I grin "You want yours done? Can take it right off if you don't want it kept on" I reassure him.

Matty's lower lip becomes victim to his teeth as he thinks for a minute "Will you do 'em?"

I nod, he moves forward and places his hands in my lap "Do your best darlin' I'll show them off to the world" he winks at me.

For the next 20 minutes, I paint Matty's nails black. It took so long because he wouldn't stop moving, complaining he couldn't sit still for that long. After I finished, he lay his head in my lap and pulled my hand to his scalp, indicating he wanted me to scratch it.

"Will you come with me to the studio tomorrow?" He asks, stretching his head so he could see my face, I hum in approval "I have an idea and I wanna get it down and I like having you with me."

"Well unlucky for you Marty, I don't like being around you" I say in a joking way. "You're my favourite person obviously I'm joking."

He shakes his head in laughter "You're a fuckin' nerd. I love you."

"I love you too."