you and matty. god, you two were definitely.. something. 2 idiots, in love, yet refused to label their love for one and other. it was a warm may. the sun was shining, flowers had now fully bloomed. it was the perfect time - spring into summer, the winter was gone. you woke up in matty’s bed, the sun was shining into the room, but not harshly. it was around 12 in the afternoon. you lifted your head up, matty wasn’t beside you. what was the point of having a man with warm arms if you couldn’t wake up in them? you heard the bathroom door open, you turned around to see matty walking out. he was still in his pyjamas, he looked tired. “ah, you’re awake.” he said, his face brightening up at the sight of your face.