Intertwined Souls (Matty Healy/George Daniel)

21: "Time Flies"

One year later...

"George, did you get the dog food?" Matty calls out when he hears the door of the flat he shares with his boyfriend creak open, not bothering to walk into the main room to greet him since he's busy struggling to button up his jacket which stubbornly seems to be refusing to cooperate.

"Oh fuck me - I forgot," George's deep voice answers.

"Really?" Matty whines back, "but I have to leave for work now, and Allen doesn't have enough for breakfast in the morning."

"I'm sorry love," George apologizes as he enters the bedroom, a smile tugging at his lips as he watches Matty fighting with his clothing, "my meeting ran long and it completely slipped my mind to stop by the shop after. Not sure if I'm a fan of this promotion since I can't make my living from the sofa anymore."

"Oh sod off, you love it, and you deserve it yeah? Not to mention I already told everyone that my boyfriend is the main editor of a famous magazine, so don't you dare back out now," Matty teases, a proud smile tugging at his lips even when George rolls his eyes at him affectionately, his previous frustrations with him evaporating instantly in his presence.

"Well the extra money isn't bad, and I guess it is nice for the most part, but I miss being at home."

"You're still here more than I am," Matty points out, keeping the argument going just for the sake of it. He knows George is pleased with his new job title, they both do, but Matty likes to continuously remind him how wonderful it is that he had been chosen for it. This is a huge opportunity for him, and Matty is so pleased that he managed to achieve a prominent position with Mojo magazine at such a young age, even if he forgets to do the shopping more often than he used to. "Speaking of, I'm already late, and the club opens in a few minutes, so do you mind driving me?"

"Yeah, of course, I can get Allen's food on the way home, and I'll pick you up later if you want?" George offers.

"Won't you be asleep?" Matty queries, finally getting his jacket fastened correctly, tugging on his comfortable trainers since he's left his nice boots in the dressing room at Menswear.

"Nah, I'll stay up. I'm off for the next few days remember, we are going to go visit your mum and help her with that bookshelf she can't seem to get together."

"Oh fuck - that's next week isn't it?" Matty groans while tying his laces. "I swear to god this month has disappeared, like the clock sped up on me or something."

"Well, you know the saying, time flies when you're having fun," George smirks, dragging Matty in for a quick kiss as soon as he straightens up.

"So you're to blame then?" Matty grins when George releases his mouth.

"Mhmm," George mumbles, dragging Matty back in before he has the chance to catch his breath, kissing him deeper this time, leaving Matty dizzy and a bit lightheaded when he finally pulls away.

"Stop kissing me and take me to work chauffer," Matty giggles airily, smacking at George's arm when he pouts sullenly. "You'll have plenty of time to ravage me afterward with your time off."

"Not true since we'll be staying at your mum's," George points out.

"You are allowed to kiss me there too you know, my mother won't faint."

"Wasn't talking about kissing," George answers lowly, but Matty refuses to be distracted for any longer.

"Then we'll make sure to fuck twice as much before we leave, but come on now, Jamie will kill me if I'm late again," Matty groans when George begins nipping at his neck lightly.