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vanteguccir · 19 days

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Coziness, love, and other things | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N's cozy cottage becomes a refuge for Matt, but it's not just the house that encloses him, but who's inside; OR, where Matt and Y/N are in love, but afraid to confess. Until one day.

Warning: None.

Requested?: Yes, by @mattscurlygirly

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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Los Angeles was buzzing with life when the triplets moved there, looking for new opportunities for their YouTube career.

It was a sunny day, the day after they settled permanently in their own home, when Matt found himself wandering around the local market, on a somewhat clumsy mission to buy fruit and vegetables for a Wednesday video that Nick had come up with. He wasn't exactly an expert in grocery shopping, and the confusion of colors and smells left him a little lost.

It was then that he saw her - Y/N, standing in the middle of the fruit stands, examining a pile of apples with a serene smile on her lips. She radiated a calmness and natural beauty that instantly caught Matt's attention.

With an inexplicable impulse, Matt approached her, determined to overcome his usual shyness.

"Hi, excuse me." He began, nervous but determined. "You seem to know what you're doing here. Can you help me pick some fruit?"

Y/N looked up, her eyes meeting his in an instant. Her smile widened when she noticed his hesitation.

"Of course!" The girl responded, kindly. "What do you want to get?"

What started as a simple exchange of words quickly turned into a lively conversation. Matt discovered that Y/N was a plant lover and an avid supporter of local agriculture. Her passion was contagious, and he found himself sharing more stories about his own life than he expected.

When it was time to leave, Matt found himself reluctant to leave her.

"Hey, do you want to go out sometime?" He asked suddenly, his courage increasing with each word.

"I'd love to. Why don't you come over to my house on Saturday? We can do something together." Y/N smiled, her eyes shining.

Matt agreed immediately, feeling a bubbling excitement in his chest. He couldn't explain the feeling, but he knew there was something special about Y/N from the moment he saw her.

A week later, Matt was standing in the doorway of Y/N's house, his heart beating a little faster than normal while waiting for her. When she opened the door, her warm smile enveloped him almost instantly, dispelling all his worries.

As soon as the boy entered her home, he was immediately captivated by the warm and cozy atmosphere. It was as if he had found a refuge amidst the chaos of the city and even the crazy acceleration of his home.

Over the next few weeks, Matt found himself returning to Y/N's house more and more frequently. He couldn't resist the feeling of peace he found there, nor her company.

Gradually, his feelings for her intensified, but he was hesitant to confess. He was afraid of ruining the friendship they had built - and one of the only true ones he had created in the crazy city of LA and among so many celebrities -, and even more afraid of being rejected.

Little did he know, she felt the same way.

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The gentle afternoon breeze danced across the fields around Y/N's small home, whispering secrets among the leaves of the trees and caressing the petals of the flowers in her garden. The golden sun cast its rays through the windows, painting the interior with tones of warmth and coziness.

Inside the house, Y/N was busy watering her plants in her kitchen, an activity she considered as essential as breathing. Her refuge was a veritable green paradise, with foliage that hung gracefully from shelves and vines that snaked up the walls.

The sound of soft knocks on the door in a rhythm already very familiar to her took her out of her reverie, and a smile immediately formed on her lips.

"Come in, Matt!" She called, letting out a nasal laugh at his sudden appearance in her home as she continued to water her plants.

Matt opened the door with a wide smile, his blue eyes shining beautifully in the sunlight.

“Hey, Y/N.” He greeted, entering and closing the door behind him. "How are you? I couldn't send you a text yesterday. We finished recording during the night."

"Better now that you're here." Y/N responded with a playful smile, turning her watering can over and throwing some water towards him.

"Hey, I came in peace!" Matt feigned horror, quickly dodging away, watching the droplets fall on the floor.

"You always say that." Y/N teased, laughing as she put the watering can back in place. "Come on, I made pie. Your favorite."

Sitting down at the kitchen table, they began to talk while eating, as they always did when they were together. It was that easy with Matt. The words flowed effortlessly, and the silence was never uncomfortable.

"Oh, I brought you something." Matt said, taking out a small package from his backpack and placing it on the free space above the table.

"What is it?" Y/N raised an eyebrow while finishing chewing the sweet in her mouth, curious.

"Surprise." Matt replied in a whisper, his smile widening.

The girl opened the package carefully, revealing a pair of small, colorful flower seedlings. Her eyes instantly lit up, rising to his face as a smile gradually grew on her cheeks.

"Matt, they're beautiful!" She exclaimed, holding one of the seedlings gently. "Thank you."

"I knew you would like it." He pressed his lips into a thin line in an attempt not to smile like crazy, watching her tenderly, his eyes traveling from her eyes bright with joy to her wide and excited smile.

With Y/N's help, they prepared pots for the new plants, sharing laughter and lively conversations as they worked together. It was crazy how Matt found an immense interest within himself in plants. It wasn't news that he loved nature with all his being, but Y/N awakened something different in him.

As they worked, their fingers occasionally touched, sending subtle shivers down their spines. It was nothing new for them - there was always electricity in the air when they were together, a gentle tension that they both recognized but chose to ignore.

As the sun began to set, they finally finished planting the flowers, admiring their work with satisfied smiles.

"They're perfect." Y/N murmured, looking at the flowers fondly and clasping her hands together in front of her body in admiration.

"Just like you." Matt said softly, his eyes meeting hers.

A familiar warmth spread through Y/N's chest, and she looked away, feeling her cheeks flush slightly. Matt always had a way of making her feel special, even with the simplest compliments.

"You're so silly, you know that?" She said, trying to hide the emotion in her voice.

"But it's true." Matt insisted, his smile never wavering.

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It was Friday night, the perfect time to escape the routine and get lost in the city's bright streets. Matt parked his car in front of Y/N's house, feeling excitement pulsing through his veins. With a hint of anticipation, he pressed the horn twice in succession, a sharp sound cutting through the stillness of the air.

A few heartbeats later, the door opened and Y/N appeared, observing the car for a few seconds before bending down slightly, looking at Matt in the driver's seat with a mixed expression of surprise and confusion.

"Matt? What are you doing here?" She asked with a frown, her voice thick with perplexity. "Oh my, we had no plans for tonight, right?"

"No, we didn't. But today's video was too stressful to record, and while I left Nick and Chris at home, I thought it would be a good option to drive around for a bit, I needed to clear my head. But it's no fun alone." Matt shrugged, smiling small and raising his right eyebrow, his expression brimming with expectation.

Y/N arched her own, but the mischievous glint in her eyes indicated that she was interested. She shook her head, a smile playing on her lips.

"Why not? I'll get my jacket."

Matt watched as Y/N ran back inside. He knew there was nothing special about just driving around, but the simple idea of spending more time with her was enough to make him happy.

When Y/N returned, he stretched his upper body across the car's console and the passenger seat, pulling the inside handle and pushing the door open, adjusting his posture again and watching her get in and sit down next to himself.

Matt quickly turned on the car after making sure she was comfortable, leaving the familiar streets of Los Angeles behind.

As they drove through the city, they talked and laughed like they always did, the radio playing Y/N's favorite playlist in the background at a low volume, letting the night guide them wherever they wanted to go.

Matt felt at peace next to her, her closeness filling him with a comforting feeling, his mind finally emptying itself of problems and all stress, and focusing completely on the girl he loved.

Suddenly, Y/N's favorite song started playing, filling the car with an infectious beat. Her eyes lit up, a scream of excitement escaping her lips followed by an excited laugh. Her right hand worked on opening the window on her side, allowing the wind to play with her hair.

Matt couldn't take his eyes off her.

As the girl sang at the top of her lungs, her eyes closed tightly, and a beaming smile opened on her cheeks, Matt felt like he was witnessing pure euphoria personified.

He was in a trance, his mouth slightly open, and his pupils almost completely dilated, his heart pounding in his chest.

She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Matt tried to keep his attention between her and the road, making sure they were safe while Y/N gave herself over to the music and the night, the strong wind circulating through the inside of the car and moving the boy's fluffy hair.

His heart filled with warmth at seeing her so happy, and he knew without a shadow a doubt that he was right where he belonged.

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A cool autumn breeze danced through the tree leaves, bringing with it the comforting scent of dry leaves and spices. In Y/N's room, autumn-scented candles cast a soft, welcoming light, serving as the only source of living light, while the warmth of coziness filled the walls.

Y/N and Matt were cuddled up in the double bed under thick blankets, their bodies pressing gently against each other as they watched a horror movie on the television.

A bowl full of freshly baked and fragrant chocolate cookies rested on the girl's lap above the duvet, consequently warming her legs, both of their hands fishing for the treats from time to time.

The atmosphere was filled with the tranquility of an autumn night, Matt's favorite, but the boy struggled mightily to concentrate on the movie as his heart beat wildly in his chest.

The feeling of Y/N's warm skin rubbing against his made his own goosebumps, the natural smell of her hair filled his nostrils, leaving him in a state of almost drunkenness.

As the movie progressed, a scary scene appeared on the screen, causing Y/N to jump in fright and snuggle even more against Matt's chest.

The boy felt a shiver run down his spine almost automatically, and his heart beat even harder in his chest, so that he could hear it in his ears, the sound of the voices coming from the television becoming muffled to him.

When Y/N looked up with an amused smile on her face, ready to make a joke about the scare, she found Matt's eyes already fixed on her in a different way, a good one. There was something there - a quiet intensity that made her own heart race.

Her smile slowly faded, her throat swallowing hard at Matt's intensity.

Their gazes remained fixed for long minutes, or seconds, and before Y/N could find the courage to say anything, Matt raised a trembling hand, taking it to the apple of her cheek, caressing the flushed and warm skin lightly, his expression full of tenderness and emotion.

"Y/N." He whispered, his voice soft to the ears. "I need to tell you something."

Y/N's heart lurched in her chest, her cheeks burning slightly under Matt's touch, feeling anxiety and anticipation rise through her body like a shiver.

"What is it?" She asked just as quietly, barely able to contain the emotion in her voice, the movie already long forgotten.

Matt swallowed hard, summoning all the courage he had within him.

“I love you, Y/N.” The boy confessed, knowing that if he thought twice, he wouldn't say it. His eyes never leaving hers. "I love you more than I ever thought possible to love anyone. I would do anything for you, anything to have you."

Matt's words echoed in the room, filled with sincerity and vulnerability. Y/N felt tears threatening to overflow her eyes, a wave of heat flooding her chest.

She wanted to say something, express the whirlwind of emotions she was feeling, but words escaped her, and she knew that in that moment she had gained what her heart longed for most, having him for herself.

Then, in a moment of pure connection, Y/N leaned up, resting her hand on Matt's chest, and finally captured Matt's lips with hers, initiating a sweet, passionate kiss.

Their lips moved in perfect harmony, conveying all the love and affection they felt for each other. Y/N's free hand traveled to the side of Matt's head, playing with his curly hair lightly, as Matt brought his hands to her hips, lightly squeezing the covered skin between his fingers.

When they pulled away seconds later, Y/N blinked long and hard, her eyes shining with tears of happiness, a radiant smile lighting up her face.

"Matt, you are every flower I have ever admired." Y/N muttered, her voice cracking. "That means I love you too. With all my heart."

And there, on that autumn night, under the glow of the candles and the warmth of the blankets, Matt and Y/N could finally allow themselves to feel and love, without fear of rejection, because they already belonged to each other.

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littlemissnobody124 · 1 year

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Sunlight

Part 2

Pairing: Chris Evans x Black Reader

Words: ~2k

Warnings: age gap, slow burn romance, I think 18+ in later chapters but for now it’s just storytelling, somewhat dark, mentions/implied death

A/N: hi, this is the next part of my writing fic, I have finally decided to post the next part so I hope you enjoy this part as well :) *if you wanna be added to/removed from my taglist ask me and I’ll add/remove you with no worries at all*

While he was away, all I did, well all I could do was take in my surroundings, and how big this whole space truly was. Seeing the huge bed, all I wanted to do was lay down as it looked as soft as I thought it could be. But seeing a door cracked open a bit, I took a chance to see what could be in there. Walking in I saw how vast the bathroom truly was, a toilet with its seat carved with flowers on top, a counter with two sinks, two mirrors each on the wall on top of a sink, and a beautiful porcelain tub by the biggest window with sheer curtains covering as much as it could. But seeing the sun from a better viewpoint this time.

All I wanted to do was bask in its sunlight for however long. But sadly only could for a few moments before a long knocking came from within the room. Made me rush out to see who it was.

Before I could answer, the door opened itself. Standing before me was a man in armor, a sword at his waistband. Guessing it was Chris’ best guard, I was about to greet him before I saw how discontent he was by his face.

“I am here to guard your room until Sir Evans comes back, but until then I don’t want to see anything with your dangerous magic. I don’t want to watch over you but at his highness’ request I must. I am not his right hand as he wanted to stay with Sir Evans but I’m his second best. Now, this is your maid who is assigned to you,” he stated before walking back out into the hallway and slamming the doors behind him.

Earning a flinch out of me and no need to worry him. As I am powerless as I hadn’t been fed in so long and had not been in the sun either for so long and for barely a few minutes so he didn’t need to worry too much about me.

The maid, just a few inches taller than me, bowed toward me. Fearing she'll be like the guard and the maid from earlier, I began to move out of her way and ready myself for whatever words were to come. Until I felt hands holding my own. Turning to look at her, all I could see was the awe on her face.

“Your eyes,” she beamed, “they’re like the night sky, and magic all at the same time.” She was awestruck at how my eyes looked. It feels so long since I’ve had anyone so intrigued by how I looked except Chris.

“I’m so sorry for getting ahead of myself but I couldn’t help being able to finally be in your presence,” she rambled on, “all most of the maids could talk about how ’scary’ you are but how they described you I couldn’t imagine how scary you could be at all as you sounded so mystical and beautiful and you are but ten times more than what I imagined. I just couldn’t give you justice on what I believed you looked like.”

She gushed on until realizing she needed to get you dressed for the day ahead.

“Ah, I’m sorry once again your highness. I need to start getting you ready to see the new king,” she began before sitting me on the bed. Then running to the bathroom to ready the bath, and then ran back in to lay out the dress she planned for me to wear out.

After getting done, she ran out of the bathroom and slowly walked over to me. Gently taking my hand and guiding me to the full tub, allowing me to test the water with my hand before getting in.

“I hope you like it, miss,” she spoke to me softly. I thanked her before getting undressed and stepping in.

It felt so peculiar as I looked towards the ceiling this time seeing the art painted over my head I didn’t see before and couldn’t appreciate like I did when I first took a look around the room. Feeling such warmth from two people after my captivity slowly made me feel the warmth and affection run all over me.

The prick of tears coming from my eyes from the overwhelming feeling of my emotions not wanting to be seen by my maid I put my head underwater. Imagining I’m within the ocean like I was what felt like a millennium. Staying for a minute or more until I’m ready to come back out.

Coming out I felt the water falling from my face and my matted hair which once curled in front of my eyes until I heard both doors open from the room. The swift yet heavy steps came towards the bathroom. Once in front of the bathroom door, the figure slowly opened the door as I moved the hair from my face. And in he came.

I felt relief wash over my body as he came over me kneeling in front of the tub. I couldn’t tell what was in his eyes this time. He looked over to the maid and then back to me. I could tell I wanted to go back underneath the water once again by how he looked at me. All I could do was look toward the water instead.

“Who upset you and what did they say?,” he asked me as I felt his hand lift my face. He read me like I did every time I saw him and I just leaned in towards his hand before I found my words.

“No one,…sire,” I softly voiced to both of us knowing it was a lie that I uttered.

“No, I’m going to ask once again. Please answer truthfully this time, who upset you, and what did they say?” he urged me to tell him.

Compelled to say it this time, “as long as no one gets hurt,” I began taking a deep breath and swallowing before I went on, “your second-best guard, it wasn’t anything bad as I’ve heard worse from folks, I assure you.”

Taking his hand from my cheek, held it with both hands, and leaned my forehead to his knuckles, squeezing my eyes shut to show him my sincerity.

“I’ll take that as your answer. Now hurry with your bath and come down to the dining room. I'll be waiting for you,” he says to me as if we’re the only people here. He starts getting up, I realized I saw another figure in the room watching our interaction.

About as tall as him, dressed in armor as the guard outside the room, but with dirty blonde hair falling almost into his eyesight. I saw similarities between the guard and him, except for the eyepatch on his left eye and a scar that extends outside of it.

“Before I go, I will not harm the man who said what he said to you but I will still punish him,” beginning to take a breath before continuing, “don’t call me ‘sire’ again, only call me by my name that’s all I wish from you.” he ends taking a look back at me and walking on. His right-hand man bowed towards the maid and me before leaving with him and closing the door slowly.

Right before my maid spoke, all we heard was a shout, a short scuffle of feet, and then quiet once again.

“Would you like me to wash you?,” she asked me and I nodded her way. Before she rambled. I smiled to myself as I listened to her.

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Before long, I was already dressed. As she never took care of curls before all we could agree on was a sad matted bun.

Right as she stated it was time for us to go I had a nagging feeling to ask her something.

“May I ask your name?,” I stumbled out of my mouth, “I mean…I didn’t ask beforehand I feel it’s impolite that I hadn’t. As I wish to address you by your name and not what other royal ladies would say to you.” Feeling heat coming to my cheeks knowing they’re darkening before her.

“Alice, Alice Hartman. Thank you for asking as no one has ever really asked me this before.,” she told me. Seeing her eyes watering, I slowly wiped her eyes as gently as I could with the handkerchief I had grabbed from the vanity in the room.

We took a short breather so Alice could calm herself before we left for the dining hall. Opening the door to the room, there stood Chris’s second-hand guard seemingly exhausted and a bit roughed up but not quite hurt. He bowed as we walked out and closed the door.

You could see he was unwilling but it was better than what it was before. I nodded his way and then followed Alice to the dining hall.

On the way there I saw the garden again. All I could feel was longing to stay there and be in the garden as I could tell it felt freeing being just in its presence. But on we went passing by other maids, some who were cowering in fear and others who looked disgusted. Yet one or two like Alice appeared who looked on in wonder as if telling me they were fascinated by just me and all I could do was smile before we finally arrived at the dining hall.

I could tell we were close as the hall became more extravagant and I saw the doors almost five times my size that seemed like we were to go in there but instead we took a right and went into a room that was bigger than what I thought from just the doors as they were smaller from the ones we just bypassed moments ago.

Strolling in, there was a table as long as the room with multiple chairs but two big ones at each end. I thought I had to sit at one of them as I saw him at the one on the other side. Walking towards the chair, I saw him get up as well and walk towards me and Alice guided me towards him instead.

I begrudgingly walked over to the seat closest to him and sat there.

Telling as I was upset, he asked me, “What’s wrong, sweet pea?” All I could do was look at the seat.

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Now sitting in my glorious big seat, I felt accomplished. I still sat next to him but at least I was in the biggest seat in the room.

He could tell I was satisfied with the way I was beaming with smiles and ready to dig into whatever food was prepared for us.

The chefs wheeled in the food and set the table for us. It was revealed to be a braised roast with a buttered baked potato along with some garnish on top and wine for both of us.

I ate everything on my plate, it was delicious. Now it’s been a while since I had wine or anything with alcohol in it so I got tipsy off of it fast.

Before I knew it, it was dark already. Instead of being walked back to my room, I was carried back from what I remembered.

Then, I was in my bed which seemed to take me to sleep as I was laid down. I felt my hand brought in his rough one, and the deep kiss on my knuckles as he murmured something I couldn’t catch to himself.

He got up and was to leave the room but he turned back and saw a face that darkened and got close to me. Afterward, I dreamt, but I don’t remember much of what it was. But it was brighter and sweeter than any dream I had had beforehand. As every dream I had was just darkness.

I knew I was finally free just from my dreams alone.

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