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The Scare- Chris Sturniolo

Summary: you end up having one of the biggest pregnancy scares of your life while chris is in boston

Warnings: Cursing, Crying, use of Y/N, talks of sex, taking a pregnancy test

A/n: may be tmi but lowkey relate to this so this was easy to write LMFAOO, ENJOY

PSA: DO NOT USE MY WORK FOR “inspiration” OR ANYTHING ELSE!!

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Chris has been in Boston for the last 2 weeks, and he's finally coming home. I decided to shower and shave before he came home because that man is the most sexually active 20-year-old I've ever met, the Facetime sex at 3 am for him isn't nearly enough to satisfy both of our needs.

After my hour-long shower, I'm digging through my shared bathroom with Chris in an attempt to find my body lotion to prevent my dry ass skin in this heat when I find my box of tampons, which got me thinking I haven't had a period in a while and Chris and I aren't the safest people when it comes to sex because neither of us can even remember to put a condom on, it always fucks up my mood.

“Shit,” I say to my self.

Chris and I are only 20 and with his career there's no fucking way in HELL we can have a kid or even raise a kid, I am nowhere near ready to raise an actual child.

I open my Flo app and see the little circle that's normally red is grey ‘1 week late’

“Shit shit shit,” I say out loud again, panicking.

I can't keep it from him, he's gonna see the pregnancy test in the trash. Would he be mad if I kept it from him? Should I just tell him? Should I go to Tara?

After about 30 minutes of standing in the bathroom looking at the message in my phone, panicking about what to do, I just decided I was gonna tell Chris, he loves me, and we've talked about having kids way later in life anyway, he couldn't be mad.

I finally built up the courage and got dressed in a pair of tight ripped jeans and a baby tee, with some Converse, and sat on the couch waiting for Chris to come home going through Tiktok and whatever else was on my phone.

“BABY IM HOME” Chris yells from the stairs

I squeal in excitement as I spot Chris and run towards him. Jumping into his arms, he effortlessly lifts me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

“Umm Y/N there are other people here too you know? Also, Chris get out of the fucking way so we can fucking put our shit down” Nick says in annoyance.

“Well hello to you too Nick,” I say jumping out of Chris’ arms moving out of the doorway, and letting Matt and Nick come inside the house.

“Sorry babes, we've all been up since about 6 am Boston time trying to catch our flight we almost missed because your fucking boyfriend wouldn't get the hell out of bed” Nick replies sending me a soft smile and giving me a soft hug.

“To be fair none of us went to bed at a decent time, mom was making sure we had everything packed so we didn't leave anything behind” matt defends.

“Thank you, Matt, now Y/N do you wanna take a nap? I know we were gonna go out to dinner but I'm very fucking jet lagged and kinda just want to order dinner and watch movies with you” Chris wraps his arms around my waist nuzzling his head between my neck as my hands rest on his shoulders.

“Thats fine with me i don't mind” i pull away from his embrace and smile at him.

Chris grabs his luggage and my hand and guides me to our shared bedroom. As we enter the room he seats his luggage down and plops on the bed letting out a groan of frustration.

“I have missed this damn bed, don't ask me how I slept in that bed at my mom's house for god knows how long because this one is so much more comfortable,” Chris says adjusting the way he's laying to rest his head down on the pillows. “Now after 2 weeks of no sex and just my right hand, I'm gonna need to fuck the ever-loving shit out of you” he smirks at me patting his lap and signaling me to sit on it.

“Yeah so about that” give him an awkward smile “So I didn't know how to approach this to you, 'cause you know we're not the most responsible sexually active humans” I start babbling getting nervous of his reaction based on the puzzled look on his face.

“Y/N what the hell are you getting at? cause if you don’t wanna have sex with me right now that’s fine just say that, but considering our last facetime call the constant ‘oh chris i need your cock’ was really misleading to me” he says with a puzzled faced.

“Chris i’m late” i breathe out.

“late for what? did we have reservations for dinner? did you have something for work?” he says with frustration in his voice.

“No Chris my period, I'm late, my period is LATE, I'm 1 week late today,” I say aggressively from his lack of acknowledgement.

“wait we haven’t had sex in 2 weeks? i’m confused” he sits up moving to the edge of the bed.

“last time we had sex i was ovulating, remember when i told you like a while ago that if im ovulating means im FERTILE?” i say in frustration.

“Fuck” he runs his fingers through his hair “Did you take a test? Do you know for sure that you are pregnant?” he questions

“No, and no, I didn't wanna take a test without you, and I for SURE didn't wanna hide it from you,” I say softly sitting next to him on the bed.

“So why the hell are you freaking out now? You don't know for sure that you are” he asks placing his head in his hands.

“Because you and I are nowhere near ready for a fucking kid Chris, your career, and my inability to even fucking care for myself some days, yeah there's no fucking way I can care for a child who can't even speak on its emotions, Chris” I stand up out of frustration and start pacing.

I can tell Chris obviously got upset with my statement about our ability to care for a child but i was stressed and honestly wasn't thinking.

"I want you to know that I care about you deeply, Y/N. If you are indeed pregnant, please know that I will do everything in my power to support you and our child. Even if it means giving up my career, I will do it willingly. Let's go get a pregnancy test and we can talk about everything else later, okay? I am here for you, and I will always be." he says, his voice filled with empathy and understanding as he gently cups my cheeks in his hands, rubbing them softly up and down and warm smile spreads across his face.

As our eyes meet, a warm smile spreads across his face and I can't help but return it. He takes my hand in his and gently guides me towards the living room, his grip firm yet gentle. The coolness of his skin against mine sends shivers down my spine.

“Girl, were you guys arguing? Normally after we come home from Boston it's all ‘Oh Chris more, more’ typically a traumatic event” Nick says mocking me with a smile plastered across his face.

“Y/N and I are running to CVS so well be back in a little,” Chris says walking him and me down the stairs and to my car.

The drive to CVS was filled with a bunch of conversations and laughter, talking about if I was pregnant how we would raise our child, and Chris talking about the dad jokes he's gonna have, and considering he's a triplet he carries the genetic that I'm probably gonna twins or triplets.

“How many of these things do we need? What brand is best? why are there so many options?” Chris says holding 3 boxes of pregnancy tests and struggling to figure out which one to pick “fuck it why don't we buy all of them and use one pack tonight then we'll have the extra on hand in case our irresponsibility gets the best of us” he continues.

Chris and I walked up to the front counter and dropped the boxes of tests. The worker behind the counter took a look at the tests and then looked back at us, giving us a fake smile. After ringing up the purchase, we made our way to my car.

“So do you think you are pregnant?” Chris says breaking the silence.

“I mean normally my cycles are normal and a week late is not normal at all but it could be my hormones changing or something, but I do wanna make sure,” I say glancing at Chris nervously biting his nails.

“You were right about how irresponsible we are with our sex lives but when we first started fucking we knew the risk of everything and I mean our kids would be pretty cute,” he says placing his hand on my leg and rubbing a small circle with his thumb.

Chris and I pulled up into the driveway. As we got out of the car, he held my hand tightly and carried the CVS bag in the other hand as we made our way into the house and up the staircase.

“did you get any snacks?” Nick says eating a bowl of popcorn on the couch with Matt watching the most random movie on Netflix.

“Uhm no I just got a couple of personal things” I say nervously holding up the bag and sending a warm smile to Nick.

Chris and I pretty much B lined to the bathroom, anxiously “So which one do we use?” Chris says looking down at the boxes.

“Just give me the one that says Clearblue” i say softly laughing as Chris opens the box for me and inspects it before handing me the little stick.

“Do you want me to hold the stick while you piss? I'm sorry I have no idea how these things work” he says laughing allowing his back to slide down the wall and sit with his back against the shower door.

“Chris it's fine i know how to use these, believe me my friends in highschool weren't the most responsible either” I say laughing beginning to pee on the little white and blue stick.

“So how long do we wait?” Chris says helping me take a seat on the floor next to him.

“5 minutes” I breathe out setting a 5-minute timer on my phone and leaning my head against the shower door.

As we sat in the bathroom, waiting for the pregnancy test to show its result, the silence felt palpable. It wasn't an awkward silence, but rather a deafening one that seemed to fill the entire room. With just the two of us present, we anxiously waited for the five minutes to pass.

“Would it be a bad thing if I wanted it to be positive?” Chris chuckles.

“I wouldn't necessarily say a bad thing, there's a part of me that kind of wants it to be positive too” i smile back at Chris.

The alarm on my phone quickly broke the once-loving moment sending us into a panic. Chris and I stand up walking to the counter.

“Wait should we film it in case you are then we could always have it if you could be pregnant?” Chris’ gaze softens as he looks at me.

“Chris not the time” I softly laugh out.

“Right,” he nods smiling back at me. “WAIT” he grabs my hand “Whatever happens, I love you,” he says in a serious tone.

With a warm smile, I gaze lovingly at him and reciprocate his affectionate words, "I love you too Christopher." However, my attention is quickly drawn towards the counter where the pregnancy test lays face down, taunting my nerves. With trembling hands, I muster up the courage to pick it up and slowly turn it around to face me, my heart pounding in anticipation of the result.

‘Not Pregnant’

“YES, MORE CREAMPIES” Chris shrieks wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up, and spinning me around as I giggle out of excitement.

He carefully seats me down back flat on my feet. Our moment was quickly interrupted by both Nick and Matt barging through the door.

“ARE YOU GUYS- wait is that a pregnancy test? Y/N ARE YOU PREGNANT?” Nick yelled as Matt's eyes widened at the little blue stick in my hands.

“Please for the love of god, I don't want a little Chris running around, or two, or even three” Matt places his hand on his forehead.

“No she is not” Chris chuckles at the boys’ comment.

“THANK YOU,” matt and nick say in unison.

“Wrap it before you tap it next time Chris,” Nick says walking away and back to the living room.

“Now I'll say it again, after 2 weeks of Facetime sex I would like to absolutely fuck your brains out” Chris says smirking down at me.

“Please do” I smile as he picks me up gripping the backs of my thighs as my legs wrap around his waist leading me to the bedroom.

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A/N pt 2: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THISSSSSS AND TYSM TO @cosmicmistake42069 FOR THIS INSPIRATION!!

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Wisdom Teeth Chaos | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N faces the terrifying experience of having four wisdom teeth removed. With her boyfriend, Matt, and his brothers by her side, Y/N goes through moments of anxiety, laughter, and confusion under the influence of anesthesia.

Warning: Mentions of blood, pain, surgery, dentist, anesthesia.

Requested?: Yes, by anon

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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The sun shone high in the sky as Y/N and Matt got into the car, ready to face the journey to the dentist's office.

"You're going to be okay, honey." Matt said as he arranged himself in the driver's seat, casting a quick glance of genuine concern in his girlfriend's direction, who spent the entire morning glued to himself, exposing her fear into emotions and complaints.

Y/N smiled small, buckling her seatbelt and moving her body above the upholstered so she found a comfortable position, trying to shake off the bad thoughts about the surgery.

"I hope so, but I can't promise I won't put on a little show in there." The girl joked, trying to relax the atmosphere, resting her hands on her thighs so that her slightly sweaty palms were in contact with the fabric of her jeans.

"I doubt you're the worst patient they've ever seen." The boy laughed as he started the car, turning his head to his right and sending her a wink.

Nick and Chris quickly settled into the middle seats of the car, each of them with a reassuring smile on their face. Nick held the camera firmly in his hands, lowering his gaze to the screen and changing a few settings.

They were like brothers to Y/N, and their presence there was comforting for her.

“Ready for the adventure, Y/N?” Chris asked with a mischievous smile, rubbing the palm of his hands before leaning his body forward and placing his upper body on the car console so that he could see the girl's reaction more closely, placing his right hand on the back of her seat to stabilize himself.

A loud curse from Nick was heard, the boy complaining that Chris was blocking the camera's view before forcefully pulling him back against his own seat.

"If by adventurous you mean a terrifying one, then yes." The girl sighed, ignoring their bickering while pretending to be excited before closing her eyes tightly, pressing the bridge of her nose with the index finger and thumb of her right hand, trying to relieve some of the tension there.

During the first few minutes of the trip, Y/N tried to remain calm, but anxiety began to seep into her chest, leaving a metallic taste in her mouth. She looked at the clock on the car dashboard and saw that there were still twenty minutes until they arrived at the office, even though it seemed like they had already been inside the car for hours.

"Matt, I changed my mind. Can we go home?" Y/N interrupted Chris's yapping from the backseat, her voice trembling slightly as her hands balled into fists above her thighs, a result of her nervousness.

Matt glanced at her quickly before returning his attention to the road ahead, taking his right hand off the steering wheel briefly and moving it towards his girl, reaching blindly for her own, intertwining their fingers and giving hers a firm and comforting squeeze.

"You're kidding, right? We're already halfway there, my love. Look, it's going to be okay. I promise." The brunette murmured gently, trying to calm her nerves as he kept his attention on the road, frowning slightly in concentration.

"I know, it's just... I hate dentists so much, and I don't know if I want to take anesthesia." The girl admitted, shrugging her shoulders as she forced a small smile, squeezing Matt's hand back.

"Don't worry, girl, we'll be in the room with you the entire time." Nick said from the backseat, his voice sounding comforting, interrupting whatever negative thoughts Y/N's mind was creating at that moment, earning a weak nod in response.

The minutes dragged by slowly as the car made its way down the road. Y/N tried to distract herself by looking out the window, but the sight of buildings and businesses quickly passing by only increased her agitation.

"Have you thought about what you're going to do with your wisdom teeth after they're removed?" Chris asked suddenly, interrupting the tense silence as he kept his eyes fixed on the scenery outside the vehicle.

Y/N blinked, surprised by the sudden question.

"Well, I thought I'd ask the doctor to keep them for me. Maybe I could make a necklace-" The girl interrupted her own sentence, widening her eyes and turning her torso to her left side abruptly, gripping the side of her own seat with her right hand so that she could look at the back and the driver's seat at the same time. "No, wait, I can put it under my pillow, right?" The volume of her voice rose quickly, sudden excitement dripping into her words.

"Pillow? Why would-"

"For the tooth fairy, obviously! I'm going to remove four wisdom teeth. Do you know how much money I could make from that? I don't, but I know it's a lot!" She rambled, breaking into a big smile as her eyes went from Matt to Nick and Chris and back again.

"It's 40 dollars, Y/N." Nick responded in an amused tone, turning to Chris and letting out a silent laugh. The youngest shrugged, leaning over the space between one seat and another and taking the camera from Nick's hands.

"They can't give your teeth back, honey. When they take them out, your teeth turn to dust." Matt said as if he was speaking to a child, a hidden smile growing on his face as he kept his eyes straight ahead, raising them momentarily to the rearview mirror and casting an amused glance at Nick, who was already looking back at him, knowing he was joking.

"No! Babe, don't say that. Are you serious?" Y/N screamed, her eyes widening comically before tears began to well up in her eyes, shining against the sunlight, her mouth forming an involuntary pout.

"Oh no, don't cry. If you cry, I'll cry, too." Nick noticed her tearful expression, closing his eyes tightly and bringing the palm of his hands to his own, rubbing his blue orbs harshly, trying to shake off his own emotions.

"Oh no, Nick, don't you dare cry-" Chris's voice was interrupted by a loud sob coming from Y/N, which tore from her throat, tears escaping her eyes without permission.

Her ears quickly caught the loud laughter of Matt and Chris, and Nick's sniffles, while her boyfriend squeezed her hand tightly, trying to convey support and reassurance even though he was laughing at her sensitive state.

As they got closer to the office, Y/N's heart started to beat faster. She felt a mixture of fear and excitement bubbling inside her and knew that soon she would be facing the inevitable.

"I think I'm having a panic attack." The girl murmured, her voice muffled by the crying she had minutes before as her nose sniffled repeatedly.

"No, you're not." Matt said amused, rolling his eyes playfully before squeezing Y/N's hand one last time, slowly releasing it and taking his back to the wheel so that he could concentrate on entering the building's parking lot, parking the car in one of the free spaces closest to the main entrance.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she exited the vehicle with the help of her boyfriend. She knew she had a long road ahead, but with Matt and the triplets by her side, she felt like she could face the situation she had put off for so many weeks. And so, with one last sigh, she entered the office.

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Y/N was already in the dental chair, nervously looking up at the white ceiling as the doctor prepared everything around her. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest as her hands sweated nervously. Matt caressed her right shoulder firmly and carefully, conveying the silent support she needed so much at that moment.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" Matt asked, tilting his head down so he could look better at her.

"Of course I am." She responded, swallowing hard, trying to force a smile while focusing her eyes on his, though her voice betrayed her anxiety.

Nick and Chris were a little further away, on her right side and close to the large wall of windows, their expressions a mixture of concern and unsuccessful attempts to hide their laughter. The fact that Nick knew what the feeling and procedure was like made him more amused by her present and future state.

As the doctor began moving equipment, Y/N watched curiously. She extended her right arm, allowing one of the nurses to attach the blood pressure and heart rate monitor to the correct location, feeling a shiver run down her spine. This was getting very real very fast.

"I feel like an astronaut about to take off." Y/N teased, biting her bottom lip lightly, trying to ease the tension out of herself.

"Well, at least there's no zero gravity to deal with." Nick chuckled softly, zooming the camera to the surrounding equipment before looking at the girl, offering her a reassuring smile.

Chris let out a laugh at his response, it echoing through the office and bringing a bit of lightness to the tense environment.

"I hate that sound. It reminds me of Grey's Anatomy, exactly when a patient is about to die." The girl said suddenly, pointing with her chin at the machine where the sounds of her heart were coming from.

"Hey, don't say that." Matt warned amid laughter, shaking his head while still caressing her shoulder, squeezing the area gently to relieve her muscle tension.

As the doctor began to prepare the IV, Y/N felt a wave of panic pass through her body. She looked at the thin tube with wide eyes and an expression of horror, watching him take off the cover and connect the wire to the syringe with the anesthesia.

"Matt." She muttered in a shaky voice, her lips trembling again as she clenched her right hand into a fist, accidentally letting the heart rate meter slip out.

"Hey, pretty girl, I'm right here. I won't leave your side, I promise. When you wake up, we can get ice cream from that ice cream shop you love, huh?" Matt curved his spine slightly so that his face was close to hers, holding her chin with his free hand and pulling it towards him, looking deep into his girl's eyes.

Chris quickly moved forward, taking her best friend's right hand gently and arranging the meter back into its correct place.

The doctor finished preparing the IV and approached Y/N with it, extending the girl's left arm gently and cleaning the injection site. Y/N forced herself to keep her eyes fixed on the blue ones she loved, Matt quickly acting to cover the exposed side of her head with the palm of his free hand, creating a covering over her eyes.

The girl her breath as the doctor inserted the needle into her vein, feeling it enter centimeter by centimeter, but to her surprise, it didn't hurt as much as she expected.

"It's not that bad." The girl murmured seconds after feeling the needle not moving anymore, feeling a little relieved, blinking repeatedly in an attempt to keep the tears away.

"See? You're doing so good, my love. My brave girl." Matt smiled big, tilting his face forward and kissing her forehead gently.

As the anesthesia began to take effect, Y/N felt a tingling sensation spread throughout her body. She blinked a few times, trying to get used to the strange sensation and regain her vision, which was becoming slightly blurred.

"When did the ceiling start dancing?" Y/N asked, interrupting what Nick was reporting to the camera, her eyes fixed on the ceiling that seemed to be moving erratically.

Matt laughed softly, his hand - still on his girlfriend's shoulder - shook slightly from the action, being followed by Chris and Nick, their laughter filling the office.

"I think the anesthesia is taking effect." Chris watched in amusement, crossing his arms and approaching, his voice sounding a little distant to the girl's ears.

Y/N laughed, feeling lighter than ever, blinking slowly.

"I never thought I'd say this, but I think I'm really enjoying it." She said groggily, her voice sounding sleepy as she gave in to the anesthesia.

"Baby-" Matt began, his speech being interrupted by his own laughter, his index and thumb fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in disbelief. "What's your word, love?"

But the answer didn't come, his girlfriend having given herself over to a deep anesthesia-induced sleep.

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Y/N blinked her eyes slowly, trying to focus her vision as the haze of sleep began to dissipate. She felt groggy and disoriented, but a sense of relief washed over her body when she understood that the surgery was over. She blinked a few times, trying to take in her surroundings.

“Hi, Y/N, how are you feeling?” Nick asked in a calm tone, leaning closer to her with a gentle smile, giving space for the camera in Chris' hands to capture the moment.

Y/N turned her head towards him, blinking slowly, her mind still clouded trying to assimilate that it was Nick there with her.

"As if I'd been run over by an elephant." She murmured, her voice sounding strangely loud to her own ears, shaking her head from side to side as fast as she could, trying to stay conscious.

Matt entered the room again, having gone away for some minutes to talk to the doctor about post-surgical care, his serious face lighting up when he noticed Y/N already awake.

"Look who's back! Are you okay, sweetheart?" The boy asked, extending out his hand and reaching for hers, holding it tenderly and firmly, stroking the back of her palm with his thumb.

"I-" As soon as Y/N opened her mouth to speak, one of the gauze that sealed the right side of her mouth above her gums escaped her lips. Her eyes instantly widened, a loud sound of surprise echoing through the room. "Oh no, my tongue fell out."

"Your-" Chris began, his own laughter interrupting his sentence.

Matt turned to the camera, laughing loudly as he closed his eyes tightly, keeping his hand on his girlfriend's shoulder, trying to hide his own reaction from her.

"That's not your tongue, baby." The brunette said while still laughing, shaking his head.

"It is! They made my tongue fall out and removed my cheeks." The girl fumed, rolling her eyes nervously as she tried to cross her arms, the loud alarm sound echoing from the heart rate meter machine abruptly interrupting her action.

"Y/N, you can't take out the meter." Nick warned in a firm tone, arranging the small equipment back on her finger with his free hand.

"I'm sweating, I need to take this off. It's making me overheat." The girl spoke again, ignoring the demanding tone Nick was using, waving her arm with the IV in the air, silently indicating that she was talking about her hoodie.

"But you love wearing hoodie, pretty." Matt murmured, frowning as he leaned over her upper body, lowering her arm gently.

"Not this one! I like yours. Mine is a piece of shit." Y/N exclaimed as if it was obvious, rolling her eyes again.

The sound of Nick's loud laughter echoed off the walls of the small room, as Matt stared at her in disbelief, widening his eyes and taking them from his girl to the camera and back again.

"Here, baby." The boy sighted, taking his hand off Y/N's shoulder momentarily so that he could pull his own hoodie up, passing the piece over his arms before arranging it on the correct side, leaving his own upper body covered only by a white t-shirt. "You can have mine."

Matt stretched the hoodie over Y/N's upper body, keeping it over her own hoodie, knowing he wouldn't be able to take it off due to the IV.

"Thank you, kind sir." Y/N genuinely thanked him, opening a big and childlike smile. "Oh no, take this one off and put yours on me, Matty." She spoke again seconds later after noticing that her boyfriend's hoodie was just resting on her body.

“No way, Y/N, you have the IV.” Chris answered for Matt, briefly pointing to his best friend's left arm.

"What... Wow, what is this? Am I a toy or something?" The girl's tone came out louder than expected, her eyes widening comically as she raised her arm again, seeming to remember just at that moment the small thread that connected the needle to the anesthesia.

"It's the IV, my love. It's harmless, I promise. Does it hurt?" Matt explains gently, leaning into her slightly and squeezing her shoulder gently, drawing her attention back to him.

"No... Are they gonna fix my tongue?" Y/N returned to the first subject in a matter of seconds, lowering her gaze and focusing on the piece of blood red gauze above, now, Matt's hoodie.

"That's not your tongue, Y/N. It's just gauze. Put it back." Nick spoke this time, zooming in on the camera to catch his best friend's next reaction.

"I can't do it. There's an electrical wire connected to me." The girl remembered, rolling her eyes and raising her IV-covered arm, focusing her eyes there for a few seconds.

"Then ask your boyfriend."

"I have a boyfriend?!" Y/N turned her face towards the triplets abruptly, her eyes filling with tears within seconds as her lips trembled comically, even though she herself had been calling Matt "baby" this entire time.

"Of course you do, sweet girl. I'm right here. Remember? I'm your boyfriend, Matt." Matt quickly responded, his tone coming out as gentle as never before. He crouched on the floor, resting on his bent knees so that he was at eye level with her, giving her a genuine smile.

"Oh my God, that's awesome! You're so pretty. How did I manage to win you?" Y/N asked excitedly, raising her right hand and bringing it to her supposed boyfriend's face, cupping his right cheek lightly, feeling the skin heat up beneath her fingers.

A sound of surprise escaped Matt's lips as the heart rate monitor preacher almost stabbed into his eye, a low chuckle following soon after.

"You didn't have to win me, I was the one that had to win you, babe." The boy declared, leaning closer to her and sealing the tip of her nose for long seconds, pulling away in time to see her close her eyes and wrinkle her nose cutely. "We'll go home soon, okay? I love you, sweetheart. You were so brave."

"You love me?" Y/N exclaimed again, the tears that had been in her eyes until that moment finally spilling over and rolling down her cheeks, leaving a wet, red trail behind, her skin reacting instantly to the intense emotions.

"I do, my love. I love you very much."

Nick and Chris watched the scene with eyes full of amusement, the camera capturing every second of the couple's interaction and the muffled laughs that the two emitted behind the lens.

"So, are you comfortable on that "chair"?" Chris asked suddenly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Y/N snapped her head towards the youngest, opening her mouth slightly and processing his question for a few seconds.

"Yeah." The girl nodded slowly, removing her right hand from Matt's face and feeling the upholstery of the chair beneath her.

"Is it better than my gaming chair?" Nick asked then, smiling behind the camera, briefly remembering the times his best friend found refuge in his room and the two spent hours talking while she sat comfortably in his gaming chair.

"Do you have a chair?" She asked with wide eyes, tilting her head up to see Nick better, slightly pushing Matt to the side with her free hand, earning a laugh from Chris when he saw his brother almost fall completely onto the cold floor.

"Yeah, you have one, too! And so does Matt."

"I have a chair? For myself?" Her lips formed an involuntary pout, her eyes filling with tears again, the previous ones having stopped flowing only seconds before, her emotions acting on their own.

"Of course you do, baby! You study on it and play video games on my computer on it, too." Matt stated, nodding quickly as he returned to his previous position. "Now, do you remember who I am?"

Y/N turned her gaze back to Matt again, her orbs traveling over every detail of his face, her lower lip trembling slightly as her heart clenched tightly inside her chest. He was so beautiful.

"My baby, my baby-" A sob interrupted her speech, tears escaping her eyes like waterfalls. "You're my baby. I love you s-so much. You're- You're so p-pretty!"

"Yeah, sweet girl! Well done, I'm your baby, and I love you way more." The brunette replied in a bashful tone, pouting as he watched her cry like a little kid over something so simple, his own eyes welling with tears.

"You two are unbelievable." Chris shook his head, crossing his arms and looking into the camera lens with a look of "do you believe this?"

"Matty." The girl called again a few seconds later, ignoring the youngest of the triplets, closing her eyes tightly to wipe away the tears stuck in her eyelashes, her nose sniffling repeatedly. She took a deep breath and sticked her swollen tongue out of her mouth, trying to lick the tears that rested on her upper lip, even without feeling absolutely anything in the region. "I think my mouth is on it's period..."

"Oh my God, baby, what?"

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toddler - Matt Sturniolo

summary: having 2 toddlers isn't the easiest, espically when you're currently pissed at your husband matt after an argument. one night you get pushed to the point of a breakdown when the kids won't behave and matt's there to help you.

contains: dad!matt, fluff, slightly suggestive , crying, slight mental breakdown, comforting, angst?

a/n: this was loosely based off of how daddy matt was in today's vid.

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7:38pm

matt and i had an argument last night leaving me in tears, he’s been in his bedroom this whole day leaving me to deal with our two twins which are both 3 and a half.

i attempt to cook up something that somewhat resembles a dinner for our girls but the only thing occupying my mind is the events of what happened last night.

yesterday

“why is this house always so fucking messy!” matt’s voice booms throughout the living room as he abruptly stands up

“shit, i don’t know maybe because you got me pregnant at 18 and i’m the only one who does anything for the kids our this house!” i raise my voice back at him

matt lets out a shocked laugh “sorry that some people have fucking jobs and don’t lay on their ass with the kids all day and call it tiring?”

“lay on my ass? i clean, i cook, i take the girls to daycare and i bring them home, i do everything”

“if everything includes not having a fucking job and using up my money that i earn then sure, you do a whole lot” matt says with a slight attitude.

“all you fucking do is act like you have it hard when you don’t! get a fucking grip” he yells

the whole room goes silent, i erupt into tears and walk out of the room to our spare bedroom

“and always fucking crying.” i hear him scoff, only making my state worse.

—

my thoughts are cut off by a wail coming from behind me, my head spins back to see millie with a fistful of claire’s hair, yanking.

i instantly drop the wooden spoon into the pot before speed walking towards the twins

“stop it!” i yell, grabbing millie from under her arms and staring into her eyes angrily “go find daddy, not acceptable millie.” i raise my voice, placing her down.

she folds her arms with a huff, stomping her little legs down the corridor to matt and i’s shared room.

“you’re okay claire” i coo, fixing her pigtail which sits on the very top of her head

i pick her up and place her down on the couch with one of her stuffed animals before making my way back towards the kitchen.

i turn down the heat on the stovetop slightly with an exhausted sigh

suddenly i hear small giggles coming from behind me followed by the backs of my knees being pushed

“fuck!” i yell, stumbling over and grabbing the handle to the pot, spilling boiling spaghetti onto the floor, also splashing up onto my sweater.

millie goes silent before sprinting in the other direction with claire

as of things couldn’t get any worse right now i hear matt’s voice start something

“what are you actually fucking doin-“ he cuts himself off when he sees the state i’m in

i burst into sobs, matt looks down at me with concern painted across his face

“hey- shh sh you’re okay, you’re okay.” he says frantically, walking over to me and kneeling on the floor

“matt i can’t do this the kids aren’t behaving and i can’t fucking make them something they’ll like-“ i start, saying in between shaking breaths

he carefully picks me up from under my arms before switching his grip to the back of my thighs, i bury my face into his shoulders and feel matt take in panicked breaths

he speed walks us down into our bedroom at the end of the corridor, “are you hurt sweetheart?” he says, placing me down on the bed and peeling my sweatshirt off of me

“did the hot water soak through? shit.” matt says trying to stay calm.

“no-“ i sniff, rubbing my eyes. matt yanks his sweatshirt off his body and lays it across me like a blanket.

“stay right here okay? i’m gonna sort the kids out then put them to bed, then i’ll come back to talk, try get some sleep for me gorgeous.”

matt presses a kiss to my nose before rushing out of the room, leaving the door open behind him.

i have a clear view of kitchen from where i’m laying so i see matt walk into the kitchen before kneeling down

“c’mere.” he demands, sticking out his arms. millie and claire toddle over to him with a guilty expression across their face.

“tell me what’s happened.” matt says sternly, maintaining eye contact with both of them.

millie bursts into tears almost immediately as she looks at matt

matt runs his hand up and down her arm as he waits for a response

“we- we pushed mommy and she fell and spilt hot water on her and hurt her” she sniffs

“a-and.. and you’re mad at me” she continues.

“do i look mad sweetheart?” matt says softly, claire shrugs along with millie

“i’m really really sad that you weren’t behaving for mommy, and i know you know better than that right?” matt speaks

millie nods, wiping her nose with the backs of her hand

“and now i’m gonna ask you to go clean up the spill with claire and then we’re gonna go say sorry to mom okay?” he says gently, pressing two kisses to the girls forehead

they nod in unison before going into the kitchen, matt hands them the paper towels and they instantly drop down to there knees and attempt to clean the mess.

matt watches while biting his nails “why do you think you made mommy cry though?” he says, claire looks up at him with a heaped pile of paper towels in her hands

“because we were naughty.” claire sighs, matt nods while gathering the piles of drenched paper towels and throwing them away.

“what i’m ‘gonna ask you to do is sit down at the kitchen table and think about how you will say sorry to mommy tomorrow while i make you dinner okay girls?”

claire and millie run over to the dining table, more than hungry and tired now.

matt sorts through the pantry before settling on mac and cheese which i wasn’t even sure we had.

after a good 10 minutes matt brings over the two small bowls to the twins, who have been silent ever since they sat down.

“you have to eat all of this okay?” matt says while placing the bowls down. claire and millie nod

—-

8:56pm

matt finishes up the last dishes in the sink before walking over to the girls “you alright?” he asks softy before picking both of them up, one in each arm.

matt walks down the corridor, flashing me a quick smile as both the girls bury their head in his shoulders.

“they’re very tired” he mouths to me with a small laugh while walking into their shared bedroom.

i hear the door shut followed by matt walking into our bedroom. “you feeing better gorgeous?” he asks calmly as he flops down in bed beside me.

“thank you for doing that.” i sigh, rubbing my eyes with my palms.

“don’t thank me? i’m their dad and i realise that after yesterday’s.. argument that you’re right and i do need to start caring more.” matt looks over at me.

“you don’t have to just say that” i whisper

“i’m not just saying that, i actually mean it.” matt responds with an unreadable expression

“the shit you said last night..” i start, my voice wobbling “i’m gonna find it hard to forget, because i know that in that moment you meant it.”

matt goes silent,

“and i know that you’re busy but i try, so hard to make you and the girls happy, meaning that i don’t have free time to work because everything i do is for you?” i keep going, several tears now rolling down my cheeks

“so you saying that you should help our more around the house and pretending like everything’s perfect between us isn’t gonna fix shit.”

i physically can’t keep speaking unless i want to start sobbing so i stop, taking in a shaky breath.

matt doesn’t say anything back, instead sitting up and grabbing me and pulling me into a deathly tight hug.

the few tears that fell dampen the shoulder of his shirt as he rubs my back.

“i don’t even know how to apologise.” matt says, his voice trembling.

“please- don’t cry.” he whispers, “i’m just really tired” i squeeze out

“i know i’ve been a shit.. person for the past year or so and trust me, you and the girls are on my mind every single minute of every day and- and there’s no excuse for what i said yesterday except for the fact i wasn’t thinking straight.”

matt rambles

“i shouldn’t have yelled, or said anything. i know, i know you have it way harder than me, and i’m not just saying that it’s true.”

“you don’t have to forgive me at all today, tomorrow or in general for this but i love you and i’m so sorry.”

matt finishes by pulling away to look at my face, which he cups in both his hands.

“thank you.” is the only thing i reply with, somewhat shocked by that 2 minute long tangent.

matt lays back down on the matress, pulling me towards him. i lay my head down on his chest with a deep breath in, instantly falling asleep

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9:56am the next day

the morning sun burns into the side of my face as i roll over in bed,

my eyebrows knit together when i realise matt’s not next to me like normal.

i sit up in bed, wiping my eyes as i attempt to run my fingers through my tangled hair.

i stumble out of bed towards the door of our bedroom, gripping the handle lazily and swinging it open.

the whole house is perfectly clean “what the fuck..” i mumble to myself as i walk into the living room where my eyes lay on my favourite sight

my 3 favourite people, matt claire and millie are sat on the sofa, matt’s in the middle and the girls are cuddled up to his side while matt holds open a picture book which he stops reading when i walk in.

“good morning pretty” matt smiles stupidly, i grow a small smile on my face.

“i think that someone has something to say to mom?” matt says, looking down at each of the girls.

they run up to me and wrap their arms around each of my legs “were really sorry” claire says, i bend down to their height and give them a smile

millie follows up with a “and i’m sorry for hurting you a- and i love you a lot!” she says with a cute smile.

“it’s okay sweetheart, i love you.” i grin, wrapping my arms around them before standing back up.

“and i’m gonna make it up to you tonight” matt says quietly while walking over to me

“matthew bernard! you horny mother fucker” i whisper.

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𝖶𝖨𝖲𝖣𝖮𝖬 𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖳𝖧 -`♡´- -C.S

(HEADCANNONS!)

pairing: chris x (gf) reader, some reader x bsf matt and nick <3

summary: how chris would support his girlfriend before, after, and through wisdom teeth removal, as well as being under the influence of anesthetics!

warnings: fluffy!headcannons, dentist, mention of teeth pulling, little blood, slight mention of needles, anesethetics, established relationships.

authors note: kind of a blurb more than hc's tbh? it was a little rushed! sorry!

₊⊹⤑ you had been talking about how nervous you were for a couple weeks now..

₊⊹⤑ so it was no surprise when the whole car ride there, you were holding your boyfriends hand and avoiding the topic of what you knew was coming.

₊⊹⤑ chris had been reminding you everyday that besides the needle, the rest of it you wouldn't even remember. he ensured that him matt and nick would be there the entire time if you needed a hand or two.. or three to hold.

₊⊹⤑ with some encouragement (and chris lending you his grey zip up to wear for emotional and physical comfort) you did manage to enter the building just to get it done and over with.

₊⊹⤑ while the IV was intruding your skin, chris stayed next to you, asking about what flavour of ice cream you'd be getting after as a distraction from the needle.

₊⊹⤑ from there on, the process itself you had no memory of but chris stuck close by the entire time incase you needed anything or for some reason woke up.

₊⊹⤑ "hey sweetheart how'r ya feeling?" chris would ask while gently holding your hand when you come to your senses

₊⊹⤑ confused, your instinct was to sit up but chris would immedietly usher you to lay back down, letting you know that they're done working on your teeth.

₊⊹⤑ "why dtha fack is this bullshit still in my fucking arm then HUH?" your words wonky from the cotton in your mouth and the haze of anesthetic.

₊⊹⤑ "shh, were in public stop cursing like a sailor" "dude, nobody under like 100 says 'cursing like a sailor'" "yeah, what he thsaid!"

₊⊹⤑ chris would of course glare at you for agreeing with matt. but his thumb soothingly rubbing your hand tells you that he's obviously not too mad.

₊⊹⤑ you would leave later then you should have because everytime a password was given to you, you'd forget less than five seconds later..

₊⊹⤑ "it was ass right?" "no, it was GRASS sweetheart...."

₊⊹⤑ everything that came out of your mouth had the doctors and the triplets giggling.

₊⊹⤑ when it came time to take the IV out, chris thought that a 'got your nose' joke would be funny to distract you with. it was... definetly distracting at least???

₊⊹⤑ usually you were sweet to your boyfriend but something about anesthetic had you more than arguementative today.

₊⊹⤑ chris would try complimenting you "you look pretty even like this"

₊⊹⤑ "i KNOW i do. stop being corny you sthtoopid fuck" chris's jaw drops like he's offended but you don't care because nick's contagious laugh brings out your own laughter out as well.

₊⊹⤑ "i thought i was supposed to be the stupid one right now, not you"

₊⊹⤑ "maybe YOUU need to see the dentist about all those terrible jokes that come out of your mouth."

₊⊹⤑ you had no filter, just having fun rebelling against your usual niceness to your loved one.

₊⊹⤑ then finally the car ride came.

₊⊹⤑ now you leant on chris' shoulder to take a nap

₊⊹⤑ "thought i was stupid?" he questions, arm coming around to pull you in closer. "shhhh i'm sthleeping" the inpedament on your speech makes him giggle. "I SAID SHHHHHH" "jesus. my bad sleepyhead"

₊⊹⤑ the whole car ride he was making sure you didn't need your gauze changed, asking if you need water, offering you chapstick. you had to tell him to shut up at least 100 times before he'd relax, telling him you could put your own damn chapstick on. (you ended up asking him for help two minutes later...)

₊⊹⤑ the whole rest of the car ride was filled with you zipping up and down the zipper of your boyfriends sweater you had on, mixed with your favourite artist playing as you attempted to sing along

₊⊹⤑ the second you entered the triplets home, you rested on the couch with your legs over your boyfriends lap, singing a song that everyones pretty sure doesn't exist..

₊⊹⤑ "i love... YOUUUUUUU, i lovovovovovee YOUU, all three of YOUUuUuU-" "someone sedate her again." nick jokes while handing you an ice pack you'd previously asked for.

₊⊹⤑ "want me to hold it on your jaw for you bab- oh" before he can finish speaking you're gripping his wrist, leaning toward him "wanna know something?" you ask eagerly "hm?" "I LOVE YOU!" "i love you more"

₊⊹⤑ matt and nick didn't enjoy the next 30 minutes of the predictable arguement at all. ₊⊹⤑ once the delusion of the anesthetic wore off, you were just plain tired. nick and matt had both chosen to chill in their own rooms by now.

₊⊹⤑ the second you mentioned wanting to lay down, chris curled up behind you with a blanket over the two of you. he held you tight, muttering in your ear about how good you did today and how proud he is that you went.

₊⊹⤑ "sorry for calling you stupid" you apologize with a sweetly apologetic smile.

₊⊹⤑ "aw, it's okay. i know you didn't mean it-" "wellll sometimes.." "nevermind i don't forgive you."

₊⊹⤑ he'd make sure your favourite cartoon was on and that he held your ice pack on your sore jaw till you eventually drifted into sleep.

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lowkey the issue of this fansom is that they look too much into it lmfaoofmwjmtjwng just watch the videos and vibeeeeee and watch some editssssss like i personally don't care about matt dating madison's dog let's just have funnnn get loose🙂‍↔️

LIKE WHAT DO PEOPLE CARE SO MUCH FOR JUST WATCH THE VIDEOS EAT SOME FOOD RELAX GO TO BED

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✯𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝✯

chris x black earthy/boho!reader

IN WHICH…Y/n finds a peace of mind with her lover, and his two brothers.

WARNINGS: nothing besides smoking.

5 a.m.

It was 5 a.m on a Sunday and Y/n couldn't sleep, her mind racing intangible thoughts. With a sigh she carefully sits up, attempting to not wake up her sleeping boyfriend. She successfully does so and begins moving around the room, gathering the items she would need.

She exits the room once she gathers everything, and walks down the hallway, peaking into the guest room to check on Nick and Matt. They decided to come over with Chris and ended up spending the night. She didn't have a problem with it, always hating being alone.

She found their company relieving.

Seeing that the two are still sound asleep, she continues her trek through the big house. She arrives in the kitchen where she grabs a bottle of kombucha out of the fridge, making her way outside barefoot.

She shudders as the crisp california air nips at her skin, not use to the cold that comes in the early morning, and leaves before it even hits 12 p.m. She takes a seat on her poolside couch and sets up her camera, pressing record before rolling up.

"It's currently 5 a.m. and I couldn't sleep, so I decided to come outside and journal while the sun rises." She speaks to the camera softly, her eyes trained on the grinded-up plant in front of her. "The boys spent the night and are currently still sleeping. It was nice having them over, not having to be alone." She lights the joint and inhales the smoke, holding it in for a few seconds before exhaling.

"I'm not sure why I hate being alone so much, I think it's because I came from a big family and I'm not used to quiet...Granted it's never quiet considering my thoughts are always loud but I digress." She stops talking and flips open to an empty page, starting to write all of her thoughts and feelings down. She leaves the camera rolling, figuring she would just make it a time-lapse with some copyright-free neo-soul music playing over it.

She wasn't a typical YouTuber, never doing big fancy things and showing off. She was a more peaceful and serene one, her videos consisting of her lifestyle and talking about her feelings.

Her videos that have done well so far are her lifestyle vlogs, the main points being her smoking, painting, cooking, and shopping for crystals. It seems as if the viewers also love her monthly vinyl reviews, finding the way she expressed her love for music interesting.

That's how Chris found her.

He was looking for a YouTube video to watch before bed and he saw a thumbnail of hers. She was smoking in the thumbnail, a wall of vinyl's behind her as the title read, "fav vinyls this month".

He won't lie, he clicked on it because she was pretty, but he stayed for her personality and the raw emotions she expressed as she talked about the Fugees.

To say the least he went down a rabbit hole and watched all her videos that night, adding some of her favorite songs to a playlist.

Speaking of the boy...

She turned around hearing the patio door open, a soft smile gracing her face seeing her half-asleep boyfriend making his way towards her. "Why the hell are you up so early? And why did you leave me?" He questions plopping down next to her. "Couldn't sleep and I didn't want to bother you with my tossing and turning...Why are you up so early?"

"You know I can't sleep without you." He fixes her legs so he can lay in between them, sighing out as his head meets her soft and plush thighs. She smiles softly and runs her nails along his scalp, caressing his face at the same time. "What were you thinking about?" He mumbles when he notices the journal and pen.

She shrugs, "I'm not sure... My mind was just loud." He opens his eyes and looks up at her in worry. She notices and shakes her head, "Nothing bad, don't worry baby." He nods and relaxes back against her body.

The two lay on the couch in comfortable silence as they experience the twilight, listening to the birds chirp as they awaken from their peaceful slumber. The pool rumbles softly as it begins to clean itself, the water rippling due to the vibrations.

"This is nice," she looks down hearing Chris's groggy voice. "Hm?''

"I said this is nice... Laying here and watching the sunrise with you, not having to worry about what the day brings." She hums in agreement and watches as the skies turn from dark blue to hues of pink, purple, and orange.

The sunrise reflects off of the rippling water of the pool, casting a warm glow on the two bodies. Y/n tilts her head back as she basks in the warm rays. It seems as if her thoughts finally quieted down, giving her a chance to be calm.

Chris stares at his girlfriend, his heart swelling in admiration seeing her in her natural habitat. He truly believed she wasn't meant to be in LA. She was meant to be somewhere that had a bunch of greenery, somewhere that had a waterfall right under the sun so she could bask in it like a cat. Somewhere where she could be free and at peace.

"I can feel you staring at me," she looks down at Chris whose face has a hue of red. "Just admiring you. I can't admire my girlfriend now?" She giggles and motions for him to sit up. She pulls him into a soft kiss, enjoying the warmth of his lips.

"It's six thirty and you two are already being gross." The couple pulls away and looks at a half-awake Nick, and a sluggish Matt. The two make their way over and sit on the ground in front of the couch. "Shut up, I was enjoying time alone with my girlfriend since you two decided to crash last night." Y/n watches as Chris and Nick go back and forth, their banter not making sense since they are both still tired.

"Can both of you shut the hell up? It's early and you two are bitching for no reason." Matt grunts. Chris huffs before settling back down against Y/n, burying his face in her stomach. He kisses the brown skin before fiddling with her waist beads.

The quad dives into a conversation, not talking about anything important per say but just talking. They soon fall into silence, enjoying the peace before they have to go back to their busy lives. Not long after, Y/n's brown cat Janelle, joins them causing Matt to gasp in excitement.

As he plays with her, Y/n rolls another blunt. "I wish I could do this every day. Your house just makes me feel at home." Nick breathes out.

"That's funny considering I only find it to be homey when you guys are here." She grabs her lighter and sparks the pink wrap, inhaling it before handing it to Chris. She watches as the smoke cascades in the sun, creating shapes of different sizes.

"Wouldn't it be crazy if we all just lived with each other?" Matt voices, his tone light as he plays with the cat.

"I wouldn't be opposed to it...We are always with each other anyway." Nick adds.

"I would like that honestly," Chris eyes Y/n as she speaks, his heart racing at her words. He knows it's too soon, the two of them have only been with each other for 7 months. However he knows she's the one, his family loves her, his friends love her, he loves her. She came into his life and watered him like a plant, helping him bloom into something more.

"Fuck it, let's do it!" Everyone turns to Chris in surprise.

"Huh?"

Chris sits up and turns his body towards Y/n, "Let's move in with each other...I mean you hate living alone and we are always over anyway. Let's move in with each other."

"Are you sure Chris?" Y/n wants to scream and dance in excitement at the thought of her best friends and boyfriend living with her, but the sensible part of her isn't sure. Granted they have been friends for a year but she and Chris have only been dating for 7 months. "Yeah, I don't have a problem living with you, I think it would be great... I want this relationship to go somewhere...I think you're the one for me."

Y/n feels her eyes burning as the salty tears form, slowly descending down her face. Chris chuckles and pulls the girl into him, holding her tightly.

They all sit in silence, letting Y/n get her emotions out.

After a few minutes, Y/n sniffles and pulls away from Chris.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"I'm in... I want you guys to move in with m-" Before she can finish her last word, she's dogpiled by the three boys, all of them laughing and shouting in excitment.

"Yes! This is so exciting! I'm going to love having a fully decorated house!"

"I get to see Janelle every day!"

"And I get to love on you every day!" Chris pulls her into a deep kiss, ignoring the groans of Nick and Matt.

The two brothers stand up and walk back into the house, leaving the couple alone once again.

They pull away from the kiss, their foreheads touching as they look each other in the eyes, both of their bodies full of love and tranquility.

"I love you," Chris whispers, his voice holding nothing but affection.

"I love you too"

The two lean in once again, their lips touching softly and tenderly.

The sun shines directly in front of them, the camera only able to see the silhouettes of the lovers.

i was in a fluffly mood so i hope yall like it💕

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ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ | ᴍᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴡ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

matt sturniolo x reader

in which.. when your boyfriend accuses you of cheating and does some of his own. what happens when you turn to the one person who has been with you every step of the way?

warnings: angst, yelling, cussing, name calling, somewhat!toxic!chris, accused!cheating, smut, pure filth, nsfw, dom!matt, sub!reader, teasing, fingering, oral (f receiving) p in v, dirty talk, degrading? cock warming, breeding!kink, use of y/n

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chris and i have been together for almost a year now. it was going well until about a month ago, he became distant. i had tried to ignore it. it happened a few times when he got caught up with filming, projects for the group youtube, and his brand. he had always back, though.

this was different, very different. he would usually come back after a few days, and everything would go back to ‘normal’ but i was getting tired of having a relationship with myself. i sent the past month with matt and nick.

they have been very supportive and helpful when i needed chris, but it wasn't the same. i had texted chris tonight if he was busy, and he had never replied back. i had enough, grabbing my keys and purse. i walked out to my car, started it up, and drove to the triplets house.

i had a lot of scenarios going on in my head. trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. maybe he had possibly fallen asleep or was filming something for the channel. i arrived about thirty minutes later.

walking up to the house and inviting myself in as they have given me a key a few months back. i met with nick immediately as he popped his head around the corner. “hey girl, didn't know you were coming over,” nick says, smiling, walking down the stairs and bringing me into a hug.

“well i wasn't nick, but chris wasn't answering” you say, giving nick a small smile back. “have you heard from him? is he here?” you continue. “no sorry babe, he said he was going to your place” nick says, walking up, having you follow.

“oh really? how long ago? maybe i missed him” i replied, turning myself towards the door. “this was hours ago babe” hours ago, there it was. he never came over, so why did he tell nick he was coming over? “nick i haven't seen him in days” i frown, nick notices immediately pulling me into a hug.

“hey, it's okay. we'll figure this out, okay?” “will it nick? i haven't seen or talked to him in so long. it feels like i'm having a relationship with myself” i cry out into nick. “hey hey, it's okay, i'm right here for you.”

nick rubs my back, comforting me, only to be interrupted by the sound of a door opening. i turned around instantly, hoping it was chris, only to see matt with a few bags in his hands.

“hey matt, you wouldn't happen to see chris, have you?” nick says, grabbing the bags from matt. “yeah dropped him off earlier to hang with.. you” matt stops as he finally sees me. “matt he didn't see her today. where did you drop him off?”

“at a friend's house, i didn't recognize it, but he said you were there and that you invited him,” matt answers, looking at me. “i wasn't there. he had me waiting at home looking like a damn idiot for weeks”

nick is still trying to keep me positive on this topic as he can tell i'm about to cry again. “im sure this is a big misunderstanding, we will figure this out” “thanks you guys, but i'm just going to go. it's clear what he wants” i say, gathering my stuff and heading towards the door.

i hear nick and matt call out my name to stay, but this was all too much. why was he being like this? he doesn't want me? if he didn't, why couldn't he just say something instead of ghosting me.

i had placed my hand on the doorknob to leave before the door opened, and i'm met with chris. “y/n! i didn't know you were coming over” he says nervously. “not here, im leaving” i say in annoyance, trying to walk past him.

“of course you are” he says, making me stop in my tracks. “what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” i say turning around. “it doesn't matter, it's just you're never around” he snickers. “excuse me? you are the one that's never around! i was having a relationship with myself this past month and a half”

“and who's fault is that?” “im sorry? what the actual fuck is wrong with you!” “don't you have someone waiting for you?” he says trying to walk up the stairs. “nuh uh, you don't get to walk away from me. what are you talking about?”

“come on, don't act like i didn't see you with that guy at the movies” “movies? what movies dickhead?” “a month ago, march 21st the day after our eight months” i stood there trying to remember that day. “of course you don't remember”

“i really don't, chris. i'm trying to think here.” i stand there for another moment to get my thoughts together, remembering the last time i had gone out to the movies was with my brother and a group of friends.

“i was with anthony” i say, stepping towards him. “anthony? really? are you seriously going to bring him into your lies?” “chris it's the truth, i promised him we would go together” “fuck your such a liar-” “hey baby, you coming?”

chris gets caught off by a dark-haired girl entering as she stands at the doorway. “baby? really, chris?” “what was i supposed to do, i thought you were cheating on me” “talk mother fucker! you talk to me!” “well can we-” “nuh uh! you can take your ‘baby’ is it?” i say looking at the girl. ‘take her and fucking go” i continue pushing them out the door.

i try to catch my breath, placing my head on the door just before turning around and sliding down, bringing my legs to my chest and burying my face down. oh my god, i thought. “come on, babe, let's get out of here” i hear on the other side of the door, before a car turns on and drives away.

“y/n?” i hear nick and matt at the top of the stairs, making me look up at them. “we heard everything, are you okay babe” nick runs down to me and brings me into the third hug of the night.

“mhm, im okay nick” i mumble into him. i see matt still at the top of the stairs with an angry look. “nick babe? can i have a moment alone with matt, please?” i whisper to him as i pull away. “oh of course, i'll be in the room if you need me” nick says as he stands up and makes his way to his room.

i stand up and walk towards matt, motioning him to follow me. we walk into his room, and he stands at the edge of his bed.

“he doesn't deserve you, you know that, right?” matt says underneath his breath. “im sorry?” i reply. “he doesn't deserve you, i don't even know why you want to try and argue about it” he says, rolling his eyes.

“i thought he loved me” “he doesn't love you, and you don't love him.” matts words were shocking to me. what the hell is he talking about? “if he really loved you, he would have made time for you, put his trust in you, and even if he had thought you were cheating on him for a second. he could've gone to you and confronted the situation, but he never did. if that's love to you then you have a pretty fucked up version on it.”

"matthew! you don't know what you're talking about and i don't know what you want from me!" i say, taking a step back. "you have got to be kidding me"

i gasped in surprise when he turned on me again with a sudden quick change of stren demeanor, pulling at his hair before his hands thrust toward me, his eyes wild. "i can't fucking do this, y/n!" his breaths shook through the words. "i want you. i know you know it, too." my heart shuddered to a stop. it was one thing to assume it, but to hear him say it.

"i didn't-"

"don't lie," he said, his voice calmer now, softer. he took another step toward me. "you know it. you can feel it. you want me, too, but for some reason you keep playing this fucking game."

“how was i supposed to know you wanted me?! you are so hard to read, matt. one minute, you are the sweetest person i know, and the next, you act like you don't even know me.” “because you think it's easy to see me with my brother?!” he snaps.

i was shocked silent, but inside, i felt the volcano whistling and searing and roaring to life. each word he said spawned it more, the taste of ash on my tongue as it simmered and stirred.

"goddammit woman," he said, shaking his head.

"i-i really think we should stay friends, i was just with your brother." i stutter out while my aching hands rub the front of his shoulders and neck, speaking to the contrary. my better judgment is saying this is a bad idea. but the rest of me screams that this bad idea would feel so, so good.

matt tilts his head with a smirk as if he wasn't snapping with me. his eyes narrow in on my chest as it heaves upwards, then towards my hands, which fist his t-shirt. he licks his lips as he opens them, speaking in a hushed tone, "does it look like i care about him right now? this is about you and me”

then his lips are on mine, steady and encompassing. my brain melts away. the version of me that suggested we do anything but this is gone. i was a fool.

he parts my lips with his tongue, and i place my hand on the back of his neck to pull him farther in. my fingers brush the base of his hair, and it's softer than i expected. his hand on my waist loosens and trails down the side of my body until he brings it around to grab my ass.

his hands fill with my body wherever they land. he's greedy, and i love it. matt lets out a small moan as he readjusts and brings his other hand to my ass as well. he can kiss, like really kiss. perhaps i have never been truly kissed before. i nip at his top lip and pull away slightly to take it with me. he smiles against my mouth.

"are going to let me in or what?" he asks against my neck. "i- i think so, i want this," i hesitantly say. "either you do or don't y/n." "i don't know, i feel confused. part of me screams out for you, and the other part is like what am i doing. so i think, " his eyes flare wide and his arms tighten around me. "you think? or you know?"

"i know." i swallow. as i look at the man in front of me. i always wanted to be with him, not chris. i only wanted to be chris because matt was with someone else at the time, so why am i holding back so much now? i'm finally getting what i wanted.

"i know, i'm so wildly in love with you that i can't imagine what my life would even look like without you in it. and i probably shouldn't have said that, but if we're doing this, then we're starting from a place of complete honesty."

he crushes his mouth to mine and pulls me fully into his lap, so i'm straddling him. he kisses me so deep that i lose myself in him. there are no words as he takes off my jacket and unbuttons my skirt, all without breaking the kiss. "stand," he says against my lips.

"matt." my heart thunders.

"i fucking need you, y/n. right now. and i don't need anyone else, so i'm not quite sure how to handle this feeling, but i'm giving it my best. and if you don't want this that's fine, but i'm going to need you to walk out that door right now, because if you don't, i'm going to have you naked on your back in the next two minutes."

the intensity in his eyes and the vehemence of his words should frighten me, but they don't. even if this man loses every ounce of his self-control, i know he'll never hurt me.

not with his body, at least. "walk away or stay, but either way, i need you to stand up," he begs. i walk up to him, intertwining our fingers, as he grabs my waist with his free hand and lays us both on the bed.

his arms then slip behind my back, pulling me up and against his chest. his hands move under my shirt, up my spine. soon my shirt is gone, tossed in the same direction as my skirt.

i shiver, just a little, and he eases me onto the pillows, careful not to crush me under his weight. his body heat is so welcome, so warm. my head tilts backward. my eyes are closed.

my lips part for no reason at all. "i want to be able to feel you," he whispers, his words at my ear. "i want your skin against mine." his gentle hands move down my body. "god, you're so soft," he says, his voice husky with emotion.

he's kissing my neck. my head is spinning. everything goes hot and cold and something is stirring to life inside of me and my hands reach for his chest, looking for something to hold on to and my eyes are trying and failing to stay open and i'm only just conscious enough to whisper his name.

"yes, love?"

"fuck me, please fuck me matt"

"i think you actually want me to punish you" he smirks as he says it so sweetly, but my heart begins to pound. he really meant it as i see the seriousness on his face. he was actually going to punish me for this. my eyes darted around, looking for an escape until i realized there was no escape. i wanted this. i'd willingly fought with him every step of the way and now.

i was going to let him punish me.

"i need you to be a good, obedient girl for me," he said, as my eyes grew wider and my heart thumped harder, and my breath began to come in quick, shallow bursts. "that was what you agreed to. i think you want to be good for me, baby." he reached out, and his fingers brushed softly, slowly, along my chin.

his touch was cool, and goosebumps prickled up my back. this was it the exact thing i wanted, feared, hoped for? i wasn't nearly ready enough for this. my inhibitions were crushing me. was i really going to let the matt sturniolo punish me? what did that mean? what did his punishment entail? i didn't even want to dare ask. i could hardly even speak.

"you don't know that," i whispered. "you don't know anything about me, maybe i just like being a bitch to you. maybe i..." his touch turned into a grip. he held my chin, and tipped my face up slightly. his gaze felt like fingers probing deep inside me.

"i know enough, baby. i know you're so careful with how you portray yourself. that's why you bottle yourself up." shifting himself as he places his leg between my legs. "tonight" he trails his finger down me "tonight though. i'm going to help you forget all of that. as tonight you belong to me"

he starts to place soft but sloppy kisses down my chest to my stomach. trailing me, with his fingers sliding smoothly into my pussy as he leans over me and puts the smallest hint of pressure around my throat.

"that's a good girl," he praises. "i wasn't going to break down your walls tonight." he pulls his fingers free as he speaks, and all i can think to do is stare at him. "but you had to play this, didn't you? like you knew i'd be unable to resist."

i gasp, hips arching, as the bullet i'd dropped finds my aching clit. it's still in its middle setting, and i arch my hips as he teases me with it, the hand on my throat leaving so that he can push my hips back to the bed.

"i didn't know -"

"i think you knew," he goes on, humming the words. "you invited me too, you remember? when you turned that light on a few nights ago. we were watching a movie together, and i had gotten up to get us some snacks and come back to you with your legs spread so that i could see you. then when you showed me these..." he leans down, kissing my chest, and this time, i press myself against him. "mhm, like you were begging me to come play with you.

“you don't know how bad i wanted to take you right then and there on that couch”

he loosens the grip around my throat as he moves his hands down to my hips. to kiss my stomach slowly down to my core. "lift your hips for me" he whispers as he begins to lay himself in a better angle before diving in.

oh, sweet jesus.

there was absolutely no turning back now, and that was something i wasn't going to do. that thought was long gone. the way his tongue flicked back and forth between my folds drove me absolutely wild. as he held onto my legs, it felt as it helped his tongue go deeper and deeper into me.

"oh my god," "mhm," he groans into me as i feel my legs shake around his head. "matt please" "cum for me" in one quick swift snap i was releasing onto his tongue but he didn't stop there.

"stop-stop," i gasp, wishing i could shove at him as the pleasure becomes too much and edges on pain. "i can't, i came already. stop, matt."

"cum again," matt argues. "come on, you can cum again." he moves tongue quickly to focus it over my clit as his fingers sliding into me to curl against that sweet spot inside of my body and rub against it.

he eventually removes his tongue and fingers, standing up to take off his sweatpants and boxers. i watch as his hard on slaps his stomach. he grabs his dick and slides the precum that's spilling from his tip up and down his shaft before pulling me to the edge of the bed and flipping me over so i'm on my hands and knees.

without no warning, he's slamming into me. "oh fuck" i gasp "shut the fuck up, you can take it." he growls, grabbing my hands and holding them down behind my back as he keeps fucking into me. i feel as my eyes roll to the back of my head. any respect i had for myself was long gone.

"matt please, too much," i whine, trying to get out of his grip. "you can't take it now? huh baby? you can't take me anymore?" he teases. "mattt" i whine as he arches me into a position i didn't know was even possible to be in. but he's in deep places i didn't know were possible to reach. the more he keeps fucking himself into me at an ungodly pace i clench myself around him.

“mhm tell me baby, can he fuck you as good as me? can he make you feel this good” he coos. “oh fuck! no-no he can't!” i scream. “shh baby, we don't nick to hear, now do we? i clench myself again around him from his words.

"you gonna cum around my cock. you're going to, aren't you? you want it so bad. am i teasing you, baby?" he's taunting me again, and he pushes my hair back from my face so he can kiss me. "let me help you." he snakes a hand around me and teases my clit, his thrusts picking up once more.

"come on, y/n. cum for me, baby. i want to feel you." i want to, and even if i didn't, i'm trapped under him, against him, and with him inside me. it's perfect, and too much, and everything i never knew i wanted as i cum with his fingers on my clit and his cock buried in my pussy.

"perfect," he growls, still fucking me. "so fucking perfect for me." going only lasts a few more seconds before he murmurs a soft curse against my ear and buries himself a bit deeper still inside me. he picks up small speed as he is close to his own release now. his hands find my hips once more.

picking up a fast but sloppy pace, matt groans loudly as he comes to his realse. he fucks himself into me a bit more, reaching out to the pillow in front of me as i feel as my legs were about to give out underneath me. matt notices and wraps his arms around me before his cum shoots into me.

he give one more sloppy thrust before falling onto the bed with me, with his dick still inside. my breathing is erratic. he reaches underneath to pull the sheets over us. "matt" "shh baby, get some rest," he whispers against me as he places a soft kiss against my lips.

"i-i love you." "i love you more, baby." this was the last thing i heard from him as he brought me into him, and he fell asleep in my arms. i shifted in the position as i heard voices in the other room, but i was too exhausted to comprehend what was actually being said.

my eyes finally close only before they shoot open as the door swings open and i hear a familiar voice. “hey matt do you think- what the fuck!?

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ೃ⁀➷ © seven emotions • april 27th

tags & ppl i love: @luverboychris @sturniolossss @sturnlova @nickgetsmewetter @patscorner @mattscoquette @sturncakez

[sturnstvs]

do you still have wisdom?

matt sturniolo x reader

summary: in the midst of your wisdom teeth removal, your boyfriend and his brothers become your caregivers, request

warnings: fluffy, language, one suggestive comment, talk of needles and surgery, mention of a safe word

the camera started rolling as you lethargically placed yourself in matt’s arms. today was the day you were getting your wisdom teeth removed and it was safe to say you were extremely nervous.

“tell everyone how you’re feeling y/n/n” nick said.

you lifted your head from matt’s chest and you replied, “i feel nervous about being put under anesthesia and i’m just really tired.” you felt matt footing shift slightly as he chucked.

matt moved from holding you to just wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “yeah so y/n didn’t really sleep last night, but you’ll have all the time to sleep tonight, okay?” you looked up at him and nodded with a small smile.

“so we’re going to go to the dentist and we’ll see you guys there.”

about an hour went by before you were sat in the chair, laying back, getting ready to receive your iv. you were not excited. you didn’t have a big fear of needles, you could tolerate them. it was the idea of the needle being in your arm for a long amount of time.

the three boys stood around you in a comforting manner. nick and matt stood to your right. nick filming while matt held your hand and soothingly ran his fingers through your hair. chris stood to your left paying attention to what the doctors were telling you guys.

“we’re going to put your iv in and it will give you the anesthesia so you’ll be out shortly after that. we’ll be in and out for the next couple minutes to see how you’re doing.” your doctor said as he started prepping your arm for the needle. you turned your head towards matt as he made goofy faces at you as a distraction.

“thank you.” you guys all stated as the doctor left your room. your eyes almost instantly started to become heavy and you felt sleep begin to take over.

the drowsiness became more prominent as the boys started to make jokes. “y/n, what kind of cup doesn’t hold liquid?” chris asked laughing. your eyes fluttered shut as you held a finger to your lips to shush him. “a cupcake.” chris finished making nobody laugh but himself.

you reached your arm up over your shoulder to gets matt’s attention. you blindly hit him and he looked down at you. “what’s up, love?” he asked.

“please ask chris to stop making jokes. i can’t focus on him right now.”

chris gave you an offended face as nick and matt broke out into a laughter. “you heard her chris, stop talking.” nick said almost in tears from laughing.

the doctor came back in just as you fell fully asleep. “okay y/n, we’re going to test your memory later. your password is grape.” you deliriously nodded in agreement. matt stayed by your side rubbing your shoulder for as long as he could before ultimately getting kicked out of the room.

the three boys stood in the hallway half focused on eachother and half focused on you. “how are you feeling matt?” chris asked, patting him on the shoulder and coming around to stand next to him. “i feel okay. i know how much pain she’s been in so i’m glad we’re getting that taken care of. i’m happy we’re all here to support her.”

the camera panned to you in the chair just as you started to lift your head slightly. you quickly side eyed the doctors as they readjusted you to leaning back.

a short time passed before all four of your wisdom teeth were extracted and your three best friends were allowed back in your room.

“how are you feeling y/n/n?” chris asked.

your were still a bit out of it and the gauze in your mouth slurred your words. “i’m cold.” was all that you got out. you were feeling emotional so when the three boys all looked at each other because they forgot your jacket in the car tears started to brim your eyes.

“awe sweetheart don’t cry we’ll figure it out. here you can have my long sleeve.” once you realized matt was next to you it was like your heart did a one eighty. “oh hi matt! i missed you!” you exclaimed lovingly as your words blended together.

“i appreciate the offer but i can’t put the shirt over my iv.” you said with a tiny frown. almost instantly chris started removing his zip-up and draped it over you. “hey! thanks chris.” you gave him a loopy smile.

“hey y/n, do you remember your password?” your doctor asked as he came back into the room to type on the computer. you instantly gave him, and the three brothers around you, a very confused look. “my safe word?” you questioned “yeah, it’s pian-” matt quickly but gently put his hand over your mouth to stop your talking.

you pushed his hand off of you. “what baby? he asked.”

“no y/n, he asked what your password was.” “like for my phone?” you were extremely confused at this point and you couldn’t get much out of the three boys who were laughing their asses off. your doctor took over trying to explain. “we gave you a password that you were supposed to remember. do you?” you shook your head at him. “that’s okay we’re going to give you another on and if you remember then you can leave and go home. your password is ocean.”

“ocean, got it”

you thought for a second before speaking up again. “hey doc, how long until i can suck dick again?” nick and chris had officially lost it at this point. cracking up at the fact that you had no idea that your exposing all of your and matt’s secrets. matt only blushed and tried not to smile when you smiled up at him and grabbed his hand in yours. you tried to wink at him but it came out more as a delayed blink.

the doctor didn’t look shocked at all. you figured he’d been used to receiving this question. “you have to wait until your incisions heal. so a couple weeks.” and with that the doctor left the room again.

you looked at matt with a sorrowful face. “sorry matt.” you remorsefully said. trying to change the subject matt spoke up, “what’s the password, sweetheart?” you looked at him lovingly. “you’re pretty.” you said reaching you hand up to rest on his cheek.

“thanks baby.”

“hey, between me and nick whose your favorite?” asked chris as he poked your shoulder in an annoying but excited manner. you looked at him, then at nick, and then back to matt. you looked straight into the camera nick was holding before firmly stating, “i don’t have favorites.” chris rolled his eyes at you.

“and if i did have a favorite it would be matt, duh.” hearing this matt leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“y/n, what’s your password to go home.”

“um? lake?”

“ohhhh so close. it is a body of water. it was ocean.” chris cooed at you as he rubbed your shoulder.

“your new one is sushi.” “oh i love sushi.”

you reached up to rub your eyes forgetting that your were still connected to a couple of wires. “ow you mother fucker.” you commented looking down at you arms. “please kiss it.” you said lifting your arm up to chris since he was closest to your iv.

“listen kid, i love ya but i’m not kissing your arm.”

“that’s so fucked up. i’d do it for you.” you complained. hesitantly, chris leaned down to place the lightest peck possible to your arm. “thank you. matt, i love you” you quickly changed the subject. he was caught off guard at your sudden outburst. “i love you too, y/n”

“nick, chris, i love you guys too.” “we love you y/n.” “love ya y/n/n.”

the doctor made his way back to the room to see that your medicine was all injected through your veins. and started to take your iv out. “do you remember the password to go home, y/n?”

“yep it’s sushi.” you said as you kept your eyes on matt to avoid noticing the needle coming out of your arm. he ran his hand up and down your arm to comfort you. “that’s right.” nick said patting your leg to congratulate you on remembering.

the doctor got a wheelchair to take you to the car. when you made it to the parking garage matt helped you into the passenger seat and gently kissed your cheek letting you know he had to go get the parking pass.

you leaned back in your chair and sighed contently. “i just love him so much. he’s so perfect and babygirl.” nick and chris laughed as matt came back to the car.

you held your teeth to the camera showing them the container. “i have to put my teeth under my pillow so the tooth fairy brings me money.”

“you’re bloody teeth are not going anywhere near my bed.” “our bed.”

the video ended shortly after that with you grabbing matt’s hand and telling the viewers to enjoy the video while you enjoyed the dominic fike album chris put on for you.

comments:

i love how flirty y/n is in anesthesia

matt was so boyf in this video

y/n is right matt is babygirl

chris is such a little brother it’s unreal

nick is really giving us the content we need

an: this is all i’ve been thinking about for the past day. also i started a tag list so go comment on it if you want added 🤍

taglist: @norr1ssturni0lo @recklessmatt

tags for this post: @thetriplets3 @mazzystar111

[sturnstvs]

SELFISH

pairing: chris sturniolo x reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: sad asf, kinda sappy

summary: when you love someone, it’s hard to let go.

in my twenty years of living, i have never dreaded anything more than getting into that car.

i’ve never dreaded anything more than starting the camera for the last time with the boy i love sitting next to me in the passenger seat.

i’ve never dreaded anything as much as sitting there in front of a rolling camera and spilling my heart out.

everyone thought everything was perfect with us.

but all the fake smiles after arguments, the masks we put on for the camera after a screaming match, the blinked back tears and the swallowed hurt we hid from the world would finally be seen by them. and that terrified me.

suddenly it all felt very real.

i find myself sitting back in what should be the comfort of my drivers seat, but the thoughts heavy on my mind block out all sense of familiarity with my position in front of a camera.

chris sits next to me, evidently as anxious as i am. we exchange few words. it hurt too much to say anything more.

my shaky hand reached out to start recording, missing the button a few times.

as the cameras starting rolling and i spoke, my voice trembled with raw emotion, betraying the pain i desperately tried to suppress. chris sat beside me staring at his lap, knees bouncing, his usual bright and warm demeanour muted by the overwhelming feelings of heartbreak.

‘i think we owe it to all of you to be honest.’ i forced out, my voice leaving my lips sounding foreign.

we’d been separated for two weeks now but sitting here in my car, enveloped in his scent and presence where we had sat together many times before, was when the realisation of what we were doing hit me like a train wreck.

i choked up instantly, the lump in my throat too big to continue speaking.

i took a few moments to compose myself and chris looked up to face the camera.

‘me and chris have decided to end our relationship.’

the weight of the words settle in and i suddenly feel like my heart has been hollowed out of my chest. it only now feels like those words have become a reality.

it hurts. so bad.

‘it’s not something that’s easy for either of us,’ chris continued, his voice quivering as much as his form. he’s shaking so much i feel myself become dizzy with how fast his leg is bouncing.

‘i still love her and she still loves me,’ he paused, taking in a deep breath before continuing, ‘but we’ve come to understand that we want different things in life and that by staying together we weren’t letting each other achieve all the things we wanted to.’ his voice cracked.

more tears welled up in my eyes as i recounted the countless memories we’d shared, each one a bitter reminder of what we were losing.

‘we’ve grown in different directions,’ i confessed, my voice croaky. i was struggling to get the words out. still, i continued, ‘and as much as it hurts, we know this is the right decision for both of us.’

‘i think, since we got together quite young, we were still unsure about our futures and what we wanted to do with our lives, so once we realised what we did, we also realised that what we wanted were different things. so it’s just part of growing up i guess.’

for a sentence meant to be said lightly, he sure made it feel as heavy as an anchor dragging my heart down to my stomach.

‘even though coming to this conclusion was a really hard journey, it definitely had to be done. we couldn’t drag each other down like that because i think it would be selfish and in the long run it would’ve led to more hurt,’ i lied through my teeth. i didn’t think that. i don’t think i could ever feel more hurt then i do right now.

i love him. i love him so much it makes me sick at how little i have to offer him. he deserves better. he’s always deserved better.

‘even though we’re ending things here, i just want to say that i could never be the person i am today without y/n. she’s always been there for me, during the bad times and the good and i’m so glad that i was able to meet someone like her when i did because i honestly don’t know what kinda place i would be in if i hadn’t.’ chris choked out, struggling to contain his tears.

i took his hand in mine, though i couldn’t tell whether it was to console him or me.

‘i love chris and i know they’ll always be a part of my heart that belongs to him.’

i caught a glance of myself in the rear view mirror. my eyes were red and puffy. my cheeks were wet with tears and the bottom half of my face was trembling uncontrollably. he looked of a similar state.

i tried to continue, turning my body to face him,

’i really wish you the best in life chris, i love you and i hope that you’ll achieve all that you ever want. i’m sorry for anything and everything i’ve said to you over the years that may have hurt you, knowingly or unknowingly.’ the tears ran down my cheeks and i wiped my eyes and suppressed them again.

i wanted to tell him that i hoped he would find someone better to love, someone that could offer more and that he could love as much as i love him. but i couldn’t. because i didn’t. not one bit.

‘chris, you and your brothers have brightened up my life in so many ways and i just can’t-‘

i couldn’t say anything more. but when i looked up into his eyes i knew he understood me and that he could see all the things i wanted to say.

and that made me feel worse. i hate how well he knows me.

‘i love you too, and i hope we can still be friends.’

i smiled sadly but didn’t say anything.

i knew he could never be anything less than a lover to me.

as the video drew to a close, our hands lay entwined on the centre console as we ended our last video.

with heavy hearts and trembling lips, we wave goodbye to the camera for the last time.

as soon as it shut off, chris burst into a fit of uncontrolled sobs. i cried silently with his hand in mine. each cry that escaped his lips stabbed at my heart.

i was doing this for him, i reminded myself. don’t be selfish.

his whole body shook, his other hand clutched tightly at his chest, as if trying to contain the overwhelming ache he felt inside. with each shuddering breath, his shoulders heaved trying to grasp onto any bit of air he could.

i brought his head to my chest and he cried into my shirt, grasping onto me like he was trying to keep me from leaving.

i tried to slow his breaths and after a while he looked up at me. my heart was too shattered to feel any more pain.

all i saw was him. i was probably a reflection of him, tear-stricken cheeks, puffed up and bloodshot eyes. but in my eyes he has never he looked more beautiful then he did now.

he started to quiver again in my arms.

‘hey. you’re gonna be okay.’

he looked deep into my eyes and the tears started pouring again. i tangled my fingers in his hair and then he whispered with nothing but anguish and utter heartache is his voice,

‘but i don’t wanna be okay without you.’

GODDAMN WAS THAT A RIDE 😪

i cannot tell u how many times i cried writing this im such an emotional wreck

anyway tell me what you think, feedback and constructive criticism are welcome!!

- ray🌻

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THE DELILAH SERIES

hey guys so Ive decided to start this series called the Delilah series

pretty much what it is is chris and either y/n or OC's child in a collection of one shots from original shorts to videos that the triplets have on there youtube chanel

that being said this is from the start to the most recent video when nick got his wisdom teeth taken out.

some background info that I have

delilah was born when Chris and OC or y/n were 14 meaning that she is around 6 (don't do that)

the fans know that chris has a daughter when he first begins youtube however the age was not known until around the beginning of 2023 when they fully started blowing up

fans suspect but it hasn't been confirmed that chris and reader or OC are dating

they are dating

the reader or OC has lived with the triplets sense she got kicked out of her house (this can be one full one shot in itself)

DISCLAIMERS

i have no idea when I'm going to be updating this as tumbler is not my first priority Wattpad is

i just thought this would be fun and interesting to do sense I'm pretty bored.

i loose motivation quite easily so idk when everything will be updated or anything

that being said give me some imagine requests it could be with videos or original ones idc

request them in my ask me please

stuff I wont do is: smut (Ive never writin it in my life and idk where i would start) as of right now that is the only thing I wont do

another thing, what do you prefer?

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LOVE THEM ALL 😭😭😭

HI HI HIII. can you show your upcoming works plss?? I love your writing actually so muchh 🫶🫶

🥴🚶🏼‍♀️‍➡️.. yes a little peak

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bro I CAN’T FUCKING BREATH how is he so hot😭

fuck me dude

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hey guys I just posted a new oneshot! go give it some love.

also ask me some questions if you want

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BIRTHDAY SURPRISE

summary: matt surprise his best friend with some special tickets

warnings: none

november of 2022 for most people could mean nothing. I mean it's just a month. not for scarlet. the month of november 2022 was the month she went though the great war of trying to get taylor swift: the eras tour tickets and failed.

matthew sturniolo knew his best friend was a huge swiftie sense he could remember. she had gotten scarlet through the best and worst times of her 19 years of life. through her best friend breakups, birthdays, friendships, and more. so when he heard that scarlet wasn't able to get eras tour ticktets he was crushed.

taylor swift concerts were their thing. when scarlet got her first concert tickets for the speak now world tour she couldn't be more happier. the friend that she was going to bring originally beld on her last minute so she wouldn't have anyone to go with (she said she refused to go with just her mom) matt came over that day hoping to see his best friend jumping for joy that her concert was that night however he soon came to find out that she was in fact in her room sobbing her eyes out not being able to go.

long story short matt offered to go with her. he couldn't let his best friend go alone. soon then on they went to every concert that they could together whether is was some concert scarlets mom dragged her to or it was taylor swifts: reputation stadium tour, he was always there.

matt knew deep down he had very hidden feelings for the girl so going to a concert with his best friend was not a huge deal even if his brothers teased him about it to this day.

and years later he knew he had to get her those tickets whatever it took.

he spent weeks if not months trying to scrounge up some tickets for them eventually he was able to get some.

in may for nashville. he decided to surprise her for her birthday with the tickets that he had gotten.

on the days leading up to her birthday scarlet tried to find the happiness of not being able to get taylor swift tickets. noramly she wouldn't be this salty about not getting tickets but it was never this hard to get them before. why was her ticket givin to some 13 year old girl who had only heard of her popular songs?

scarlet tried not to be petty she really did but it was more difficult then not.

matt always knew how to cheer her up though. with their song. sparks fly.

when they first heard this at the speak now tour back in 2011 they both decided that night that it would be their song. they have kept to their word years later always playing it when their in the car alone or they need to cheer one another up, it was always something they loved.

and even though the song did cheer her up a little bit. she was still unfortunately petty.

it was now january 27th and scarlets birthday was just mere hours away.

she woke up to the smell of pancakes coming from the kitchen

her favorite.

she walked into the kitchen with excitement

"hi boys" she greeted

nick and chris just grumbled in response. matt however greeted his best friend as well.

"hey my beautiful best friend" matt flirted

it wasn't abnormal for them to flirt with each other but it was different today it was like matt had actually meant it.

what scarlet didn't know is he did mean it. every single word. he just wished that the best friend part wasn't there.

scarlet just shrugged it off as he was probably just being extra friendly cause it was her birthday.

scarlet took a seat at the table and began eating her pancakes in peace.

it had been a little while later when they were all gathered around the coffee table in the middle of the sturniolo's living room. scarlet had just gotten done opening her present from chris which was a new perfume that she had been looking at.

"chris! this is the best thing ever!" scarlet exclaimed going to give the longer haired boy a hug.

next was nick's present. she had opened it in anticipation ready to see what he had gotten her.

it was a folklore vinal and some jewlery.

"oh my god! thank you nick" nick hugged his best friend

next was matts. he was nervous for scarlet to see what he had gotten. he got up from his spot on the couch making his brothers and best friend confused. he went to his room and grabbed two envelopes.

chris and nick looked at his brothers hand confused. why would matt of all people give his favorite person and the girl he had a crush on some cards?

"what is this" scarlet asked

"just open it you'll see" matt told her a smile growing rapidly on his face.

she did just that. he had placed the envelopes in order of which she need to open them. she ripped the top one open revelieng a note:

dear my favorite person ever,

I love you so much, and with it being your birthday I thought I would give you something that would mean more to you then anything else. happy birthday beautiful.

love matt

scarlet read the note with sincerity in her eyes

"thank you matt" scarlet smiled

"okay now open your other one" matt exclaimed waiting impatiently for her reaction

she opened the second envelope nervously she had no clue what it could be.

she saw some papers and grabbed them taking a look at what she had gotten from the boy.

she read it carefully making sure to read every little detail.

"oh my god" with that she bursted into tears.

matt had gotten her tickets to the eras tour.

chirs and nick who still looked confused asking her what she got

with shaky hands she showed them the two tickets.

"you did not!" nick jumped up

"yeah and I'm going with her" matt proudly said

scarlet ran up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"thank you so fucking much" she whispered through tears

once she had calmed down matt made a comment

"well I guess I won in the present category" matt smugly said

"oh shut up" Chris rolled his eyes

scarlet pushed her face more into matts chest. she couldn't wait to go to the eras tour with her favorite person.

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As you walk into the dimly lit café, the smell of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, but it does little to soothe the turmoil in your heart. You spot Chris sitting at a corner table, his eyes glued to his phone. He looks up as you approach, a faint smile gracing his lips, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.

You take a seat across from him, the tension palpable between you. It's been weeks since you discovered the truth, weeks since your world came crashing down around you. Chris clears his throat, his gaze shifting away from yours.

"I'm sorry," he begins, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry for what I did. I never meant to hurt you."

His words hang heavy in the air, but they offer little comfort. You remember the day you found out, the shock and betrayal ripping through you like a hurricane. The evidence was right there, staring back at you from his phone, a string of messages exchanged with someone else, someone he had promised meant nothing.

"I trusted you," you whisper, your voice barely a whisper as tears threaten to spill from your eyes. "I thought we had something real."

Chris reaches out across the table, his hand hovering in the air before retreating back to his side. "We do have something real," he insists, his voice tinged with desperation. "I made a mistake, but I love you. I always have, and I always will."

But his words feel hollow, empty promises meant to mend what he broke. You shake your head, unable to bear the weight of his betrayal any longer. "Love shouldn't hurt like this," you murmur, pushing back your chair and rising to your feet. "I deserve better than this."

With that, you turn and walk away, leaving Chris sitting alone in the café, his regrets lingering in the air long after you've gone. It's the end of a chapter, the closing of a book you once thought would last forever, but now lies shattered at your feet. And as you step out into the cold night air, you can't help but wonder if you'll ever be able to piece yourself back together again.

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Friends - Chris Sturniolo

Summary: Chris and you were friends for a long time, but they became more than that, unfortunately, you still weren't prepared for what would come with this new relationship

Warnings: angst

Author's notes: This is my work, I do not authorize any plagiarism, copying or “inspiration”. English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there are any grammatical errors, and this is my first story that I have the courage to post, so please be kind.

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You didn't know he was coming, no, of course not, there was no way you could have known, of course you knew him and knew there could be a chance he would come, you weren't stupid.

But if you were sure he was going to come, you would have dressed up more, put on another dress, one that showed off your curves the way he likes, maybe you would have done a little more with your makeup, and of course, you would have prepared yourself emotionally.

Because as soon as you saw him, on the other side, talking too close to that girl, you stopped walking, and you tensed up.

What the hell was he doing talking to that girl?

Your eyes were heavy now as you watched the scene intensify, and your breathing quickened.

You had to look away, or you would break, fall to the bottom of the abyss and shatter.

But of course, you couldn't, you watched as he ran his hands over her, the same way he ran his hands over you, and you watched as he kissed her, the same way he kissed you.

Chris wasn't an idiot, he knew he was a handsome man, and he knew that a lot of women were looking at him, but it wasn't the looks of many women that made him stop kissing that girl.

It was your look.

He distanced himself from the girl and his eyes automatically started looking for you, but when they found you, they regretted it.

You were fragile, as you stood still and watched him, he knew you had seen him with that girl, your posture and your gaze said so.

You turned around as soon as your eyes met, and now facing away from him, you took a deep breath, closed your eyes and started counting. Trying to calm down.

You had your eyes closed for a few seconds, minutes, or perhaps hours.

You don't know, you lost count.

But you knew one thing, you could stay with your back to him, without seeing him, for much longer, perhaps, years, centuries...

But of course fate had other plans.

You opened your eyes when something poked your shoulder, and looking back, there he was, Chris.

He had a confused look, a thousand types of questions ran through his head, but none came out of his mouth.

And as much as you wanted to be mad at him, call him names, hit him, you didn't have the right.

It was your fault and you knew it.

You both knew that not only were you friends, that shit didn't make sense, but you weren't together, you weren't committed.

You could be with whoever you wanted, and so could he, the problem was that you only wanted him, but him? He wanted them all.

He didn't do anything wrong.

He knew that.

Did you know that.

But that didn't stop the negative feeling that invaded his body, and dominated his heart and mind.

You were standing still, simply looking at each other. Without uttering a single word.

But each understood the other, he knew what you were feeling, and you knew that he knew.

Your lips parted, but no sound came out of them, you tried and tried and tried, until finally the words you were so afraid to say, rushed out of your mouth.

And they cut Chris like a sword.

"We have to finish, I don't know what we have, it doesn't matter, this is over."

He frowned, and was about to ask what you were talking about, but you were quicker.

"You know what I'm talking about, and you and I both know that I'm not ready for whatever we have, I'm not ready to share you with other girls, see you kiss them like you kissed me, and make them feel good like you do made me feel, I can't do it, I'm not ready."

You knew what was coming.

"Come on, we talked about this..." He started, but you interrupted him before he could convince you to backtrack, you know he could, he's had you walking in a circle this whole time, and if you didn't put a end of it, you would keep going in circles.

Always coming back to him.

"Chris, we keep going in circles and look what happened, we both know this story, and there are only 2 ending scenarios for it, a happy ending and a sad ending. The end of our story has arrived, and the scenario is the one of the heart broken, there is no 'but', we are slowing each other down."

"No, I don't want that, come on! Think before you act, one day I will find you in your laps, my mind is now confusion, we both know, that if you go, you will come back."

Your gaze softens at his words, and when you look at him, you smile slightly.

That seemed to give him a small spark of hope, because Chris's eyes lit up.

But before that flame could grow, you said no.

You rejected him, the same way he rejected you so many times.

And for the first time, you turn your back on him.

You turned your back, never to return.

You had already passed through the door, out of sight, but Chris was still looking at the door you left through.

He had lost you. And he felt something like longing fill him.

He had to lose you to appreciate it.

But now, you didn't want to be his anymore.

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you want to? - matt sturniolo

summary: when you ask your classmate matt for a ride home after school, you find out hes a virgin, how could you not offer to change that?

contains: smut, semi-sub!matt, virgin!matt, swearing.

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the deafening bell rings throughout my math classroom, signalling the end of the day. i look down at my phone which reads 3:00pm, i instantly start to pack up my books more than ready to leave.

i watch the brunette boy to my left swing his bag over his shoulders, he doesn't say much but i'm pretty sure his names matt, i'm quite close with his brother nick but i've never got to know him personally.

i follow close behind him as he walks through the hallway.

we exit through the doors of the school, i decide to make my move now, needing a desperate ride home.

"uh- matt!" i call out walking up beside him, he looks over at me fixing the frame of his dark brown glasses.

"yeah?" he replies softly,

it shouldn't be wrong of me to ask for a ride, i've seen him briefly while i've been round at nicks house, and we got paired up for a group project in 9th grade where i spoke to him for a week.

"this is like- really random but do you mind giving me a ride home, i think my house is just down the street to yours and my car broke down this morning." i ramble

"oh- yeah, okay- thats fine." he says nervously "thank you so much" i let out a sigh of relief.

matt and i walk in silence to his car, his lips are red from where hes been biting them.

he opens the door for me, i jump in the passenger seat. the whole car is clean except for a camera battery and an empty mcdonald's cup.

he jumps in as well, "sorry if this is an inconvenience, i'll venmo you gas money and extra." i say.

"no- don't worry about it, it's fine." matt instantly replies.

i decide to start up a conversation, not wanting to sit in silence for the whole 20 minute ride.

"hows nick?" i ask, "hes okay, i think hes just weirded out about the whole audrey situation."

audrey is nick's best friend, who recently became hated at our school for sleeping with a whole friend group then lying to everyone and saying they made her do it.

"oh yeah!? she fucked that whole group of guys oh god." i exclaim, causing matt to tense up, his hands gripping the steering wheel tight.

"you okay? sorry- do you know audrey"

he shakes his head "i don't know her."

"oh you just went tense about the audrey fucking." i repeat, he laughs slightly, the tips of his ears go red.

"have you never had sex?" i ask, my head spinning round to look at him.

his cheeks go a deep red, he takes a hand off the wheel to rubs his eye under his glasses.

"i- yeah- no.. i dont know" he mutters, "you don't know if you've had sex?" i smile,

"i don't know- no" he says awkwardly with a grin.

"oh, thats fine!" i reply,

"you want to?" i continue, matt goes silent. i instantly regret my words, i didn't mean to make matt uncomfortable but it was just a genuine question.

"sorry." i instantly follow my words up, my tone less.. loud.

"yeah, i think i do" matt almost whispers as though he can't get any louder.

i nod my head understandingly , "you got anyone you want to loose it to, or not really?"

matt seems to grow a little more comfortable, his deathly grip on the wheel loosening

"i can't say" he laughs slightly "i mean i'm almost 18 and both my brothers won't stop yapping about their hook ups." he sighs

"do you want to.. with me?" i ask quietly, the words leaving my mouth before i can process

"but only if you want-" i instantly say after.

his head snaps round to look at me, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose slightly. "you- what" he smiles slightly, his eyebrows twisting as his cheeks flush

i stay silent, maintaining eye contact for a couple seconds.

"yeah, okay thank you" his says breathlessly, looking back to the road

"you can uh- come back to my house, nick and chris are at hockey and my parents are away for 2 weeks." matt says, trying to sound confident.

i nod, "yeah okay!"

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3:42pm

matt pulls into his driveway, we've been having small talk for the past 5 minutes the rest of the way.

i open the door to his car, stepping out onto the concrete. i follow matt inside his house, i'm more than used to being in his house, execpt its usually with nick to hang out, not with his triplet brother to hook up.

i take his hand, he guides us upstairs into his bedroom. i lock the wooden door behind us.

"so uh, where do we start?" matt laughs nervously, reaching a hand up and scratching the side of his head.

i get on my tip-toes, grabbing his jaw and pulling him into a kiss. he hesitates for a second before kissing me back.

it quickly turns into a makeout, i push him back onto the bed before straddling him.

i grind against the fabric of his jeans, matt lets out a pathetic whimper against my lips clearly sensitive.

i pull away for a second to pull my shirt up over my head, revealing the pink lace of my bra. matt shamelessly stares at my tits, his top teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

after a solid 25 seconds of staring he pulls his navy blue crewneck off over his head, his middle part flopping on his forehead.

his breathing picks up as i unclasp my bra, letting it fall down onto his chest. i instantly feel a bulge feel underneath me, his face growing red.

i fix his glasses on his face lingering my fingers on his skin for longer than needed, "oh my god" i hear him whisper under his breath, i shift off his lap onto the floor, matt sits on the edge of the bed.

i fidget with the buckle of his belt, pulling it through the loops of his jeans before unbuttoning the button of his jeans and shimmying the fabric down his thighs.

i don't waste time to yank down his boxers, his erection springs out. matt's tip is slightly more red than his lips, now begging to be touched.

"you ready sweetheart?" i ask him, dragging my nails up and down his thighs.

"yeah- yes please." he nods, i wrap my hand around his length and pumping slowly, i look up at him and his head falls back "fuck.." he groans as i wrap my lips around his tip.

i circle my tongue just around his tip teasingly but it seems to be enough for matt already.

i slowly take more of him in my mouth, taking most of his dick down my throat.

"oh my god oh my god-" matt whimpers as i bob my head up and down,

my pace quickens everytime matt makes noise, only driving me to take more of him. i feel him twitch, meaning he's close already.

after matt bucks his hips up i pull off of him, edging him. "please" matt starts but i cut him off "don't want you to cum yet, don't wanna overstimulate you okay?"

he nods, i get up off the floor to straddle the top of his thighs again, his dick resting against my lower stomach.

"tell me what you want matt." i say, fixing his hair which rests against the glass of his glasses. "please?" matt whispers.

"please what." i tease, kneeling on either side of his legs and pulling down my shorts and panties in one tug. "ride me.." he says shyly. i smile before hovering myself above his tip, slowly sinking down onto his tip.

"oh my god" he groans, i let out a soft groan as i sink further down his length, i grab his wrists and place his ringed hands on my waist instead of him balling up the sheet.

"feels so good" he mumbles shakily, i start to bounce slowly up and down on his dick.

i let out strings of moans as his grip tightens on my waist "please please-" he whines, i start to pick up my pace.

"matt- you wanna try being on top?" i ask quickly, he hesitates before nodding his head eagerly.

he flips us over impressively easily, "grab my ankles" i tell him which he does, his two large hands grabbing my ankles and pushing them down by my ears, i nod.

he starts to thrust into me, matt's middle part flops on his head, his glasses shifting.

"fuck- 'm so close" he groans "you got it matt" i breathe out

matt pulls out, instantly releasing on my stomach as his glasses fall off, landing on my chest.

he flops down next to me on the bed panting, his arms laying across his forehead.

i scoot closer to matt's side, "you okay?" i ask, he wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him, a small smile forming on his face.

"you don't understand how long i've wanted that with you." he laughs slightly, "with me?" i reply, my eyes widening slightly

"yeah- i don't know." he sits up, rubbing his eyes. i sit up next to him, grabbing his glasses off my chest and holding them up

i slide the glasses onto his face, his cheeks still flushed

"we should do this again sometime" he suggests awkwardly,

"good idea matt" i smile, pressing a quick kiss to his red lips.

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