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[trilliwarner]

texts with matt! (2)

matt sturniolo × f!reader

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[trilliwarner]

purple fits you well

chris sturniolo × f!reader

warnings: smoking, smut, oral (male receiving)

word count: 1250

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maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out.

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«i literally can't stay here anymore» i huff, throwing myself on the only free place on the couch.

«yeah, me too» chris moves his hand to indicate to me to shift a bit so he can sit on the couch as well.

i do as he asked and when he sits down, he brings one of my legs over one of his. «my head hurts» i put my head on chris' shoulder.

he starts to massage my knee «wanna take anything for it? i think i've something»

«nah, i'm good. i can hold it» i say.

«sure?» chris turns to look at me «i have stuff, though».

i turn my attention to chris, lifting my head up from his shoulder, and looking at him a bit confused «stuff?».

«yeah, stuff» he grins and repeats.

i tilt my head, and after a second, i realize «ooh, you mean that kind of stuff».

«yeah, exactly that kind of stuff» chris chuckles «so, you want to?»

«uh uh, yep» i nod my head once and stand up «let's find a room» i take his hand and help him to get up.

we walk upstairs and into a free bedroom, then lock the door behind us. chris sits on the bed in the middle of the room, back against the headboard.

i sit on the bed as well, in front of chris «okay dude, let's do this».

chris takes off from the pocket of his pants a small transparent bag with weed and other stuff. i look at him and follow his movements while he's preparing a cigarette.

«here you go...» chris hands me the cigar, then he takes the lighter and leans closer to light it. i take a puff and then pass the cigarette to chris.

«okay, so» i try to fix my dress, pulling it down «i bought it like a few days ago, but i actually hate it» i huff.

«why did you buy it, then?» chris asks me, clearly amused. i give to him the weed. «you look cute in it, though»

«well, thanks, but no» i shift and sit more comfortable, stretching out my legs.

«purple fits you well».

«it's not-» i look down to see the color of my dress and notice that it is actually purple. i look back up at chris, and it's when i see a smirk appearing on his face «are you flirting with me or what?» i tilt my head and slightly squint my eyes.

«and even if i am?» he takes a puff from the cigarette, smirking more.

i stay quiet for a few seconds, but in this moment, chris grabs my ankles and brings me onto his lap, so i have to straddle him. i spontaneously put my hands on his shoulders, as he brings his on my hips.

«what, wanna kiss me or something?» i ask in a lower tone of voice.

chris shifts his gaze from my lips to my eyes a couple of times. «kinda» he smirks, tilting his head as he starts to caress my sides naturally.

«we shouldn't, though» i let out a deep sigh. «we're both high, and i don't know where it will go».

«this is the point» he leans a bit closer and brushes our noses together. «let's find it out, mh?».

i look down at chris' lips for only a second and then back in his eyes. «okay» i murmur.

«oh, okay, you said?» he smirks. «okay» he murmurs back before pressing our lips together in a kiss.

«chris...» i whisper against his lips.

«what's wrong?» i feel from his voice he's getting a bit frustrated. «i just really wanna kiss you» he trails a few kisses on my jaw before returning to kiss my mouth, deeper than before.

i close my eyes and kiss chris back, wrapping my hands around his neck. he brings his hands to my thighs, rubbing them gently.

at some point, chris slightly bites my bottom lip. «your lips are so soft» he places a few small kisses on my mouth, making me smile.

«are you saying these things just because you're high, or...?».

«no shit» he shakes his head twice «i mean it, i like your lips» another peck on my mouth.

«so what if i do this?» i slowly shift my hand down on chris' body, down over his chest until i reach his waistband. «would you like if i just...?».

he lets out a small gasp. «well, don't do that if you're not planning to continue» he grabs my wrist to stop my movements.

«you want me to continue?» i look in his eyes to try and see some reaction from him.

«yeah, keep going» chris kisses me again and lets go off my wrist, so i start moving my hand lower again.

i tease the line of his waistband with my fingers. i slide my hand in his sweatpants and start to touch him through his boxers. «can you be quiet for me, yeah?» i whisper, breaking the kiss.

chris slightly nods his head. «yeah, i can be quiet».

i pull down his pants and boxers enough to reveal his hard crotch. i take it in my hand, and at first, i start with slow movements. i don't leave chris' eyes even for a second.

«shit» he lets out a gasp and lifts his head up. «your hand is so soft».

a light grin appears on my face. «you like it?» i continue moving my hand up and down slowly.

chris returns with his eyes on me. he leans a bit forward and places a kiss on my lips. «can you use your mouth, baby?».

i kiss chris back and then nod my head, stopping the movements with my hand. i go down on him, trailing kisses over his chest and stomach. i reach his dick and look up at him before doing anything else.

«mh mh» he mumbles, inciting me to continue.

once told this, i spit on the tip of his length and start to swirl my tongue around it, provoking chris to moan.

i start with bobbing my head up and down slowly, looking up to see chris' reaction.

«oh god, you look so pretty» he moans, interlocking our eyes together. he brings his hand through my hair and gently guides my motions.

i slightly start choking around his cock, and chris closes his eyes and lifts his head up, letting out a groan.

i put my hands on his thighs and he returns to look down at me. «you feel so warm» chris moans.

i try not to leave chris' eyes for a second as i start feeling him closer and closer to reach the edge.

«i wanna cum in that pretty mouth of yours» i hear chris murmur in between gasps. «can you let me do it?».

i don't answer the question, but i make my movements a bit faster and also sloppier. after a few more up and down, i feel chris' cock throbbing, and he releases his seed inside my mouth.

i let chris out of my mouth with a wet pop and when i look up at him and see his face, a satisfied grin appears on my face.

chris looks at me and grins back. he leans down and swipes his thumb on my chin. «you did so good, baby» he places a soft kiss on my lips «so good».

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author's note:

hiii! ik ik, i haven't posted in a while, but hey, i'm back bitchesss 🤪

it's mt first smut sooo lmk what you think!

love yaaa

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[trilliwarner]

masterlist!

chris sturniolo

one-shots:

everything's fine

purple fits you well

texts:

texts with chris! (1)

texts with chris (2)

matt sturniolo

one-shots:

hot cocoa

sweet stress

texts:

texts with matt (1)

texts with matt (2)

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[trilliwarner]

sweet stress

matt sturniolo × f!reader

warnings: a bit angst at the beginning, being stressed, fluffy

word count: 762 (ikk it's short😭)

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and in the middle of my chaos,

there was you.

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«can you please don't leave your hair on the wall? how many times did i tell you that already?» matt snaps at me, stepping out of the bathroom.

as soon as i hear his voice, i jump back and let the lip balm that i was holding dropping down. i look down and see that it is now spread on the floor. i let out a deep breath and close my eyes, trying to stay as much calm as possible.

i'm not feeling so well these days, and i get emotional very quickly. there are days and days, and today is one of those days.

«okay, let's just not-» matt steps closer to me but when he notices my face, he immediately stops talking.

«are you...okay?» he furrows his eyebrows as he tries to make eye contact with me.

«mh mh» i nod my head a couple of times «sorry, it won't happen again. you're right» i try to avoid his gaze. «and sorry also for that...i-i'm gonna clean it up» i kneel down on the floor «just a second...»

«hey, hey» i feel matt bend as well «you don't have to do it now, it's okay. just let me help you, alright?» he takes my hands in his but i quickly remove them.

i take a deep breath and shift behind my ears some strands of my hair. i can feel matt's gaze become more concerned. «it's okay, i'm just tired» i try to stand up but my legs give in and i almost fall.

matt notice it and quickly grabs me from my waist «okay, here you go...» he sits me on the edge of the bed. he bends down in front of me, and i bring my hands to rub my face. «you're definitely not okay, so what's going on?» he puts his hands on my knees.

«i don't know» i mumble the answer into my hands.

«can i see your face, please?»

i huff but slowly remove my hands off of my face, meeting his eyes.

«uh huh» matt makes a small smile «so, could you please tell me what's happening in that pretty head of yours?»

«uhm, i...» i hesitate for a moment and look away from him «i don't know, really. i just feel very stressed out lately» i sigh.

«yeah, i can tell that» matt moves and sits next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders to bring me closer to him. «sorry if i snapped at you before» he puts his chin on my head.

i slightly shake my head «it was nothing» i say back «sorry for the hair on the wall and for the lip balm on the floor. i'll clean all up» i press my lips together.

«yeah...no, no problem» he takes my hand in his and interlocks our fingers together. «you wanna talk about what's bothering you so much?».

i lean my body against matt's. «family stuff» i respond «and school, and anxiety» i sigh deeply «and everything».

i feel matt's free hand through my hair as i talk. «you know i'm here if you wanna talk, right?» he asks me softly.

i slightly nod my head and murmur an 'i know'. i pull away from matt's body to face him «i just need a break sometimes, you know?».

«yeah, i gotcha» he nods his head «but i don't want to see you stressing so much about those stuff» he tilts his head and brings his hands to cup my face. he rubs his fingers on my cheeks.

«i know, but...» i stop for a second «i think too much, like a lot, and then i end up like this» i wrap my hands around matt's wrists and rub them «all messed up».

«listen, okay?» he moves closer «you're okay, alright? you are good. we are good» he places a soft peck on my lips. «no negative thoughts because i know for sure that you can do it, alright? plus, you're not alone, i'm here with you through all of this shit» another soft peck. «i love you, remember?».

i nod my head «i love you» i give matt one more quick and soft kiss on the lips «i love you so much, thank you».

«nah-huh» matt smiles softly «no need to thank me» he rubs his thumb on my bottom lip «i just wanna see you happy».

i smile back at him «you do make me happy, matt» and i kiss him softly.

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author's note:

idk guys, i guess i like it(?) i had like the idea but idkkk

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[trilliwarner]

texts with matt! (1)

matt sturniolo × f!reader

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[trilliwarner]

texts with chris! (2)

chris sturniolo × f!reader

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texts with chris! (1)

chris stuniolo × f!reader

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[trilliwarner]

bf matt coded!!!

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[trilliwarner]

bf chris coded!!!

oh god how i love him

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[trilliwarner]

hot cocoa

matt sturniolo × f!reader

warnings: flufflyyy, kissing

word count: 1338

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it doesn't matter if you are destroyed.

it doesn't matter if i am.

even mosaics are made of broken pieces,

and yet look at the wonder.

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as soon as i read the message, i quickly looked at the time on my phone screen and realized that he had come exactly on time.

am i late? not really, but i need at least another minute. to prepare myself psychologically.

shoes? put on. jacket? already on. hat? taken. phone? taken. house keys? in pocket. perfect, i'm ready. i take one last deep breath and then step outside the house. i quickly close the door and turn around.

the winter air immediately hits me and i mentally curse myself for forgetting my gloves inside the house. i put my hands inside my pockets and step off the porch.

matt is leaning against his car door, keeping his head down as he looks at his phone screen.

i take small steps closer and then wave to him. "hey" i give a slight smile and pull myself tighter into my own jacket.

he hears my voice and lifts his face toward me, placing his phone in one of the pockets of his jacket. "hey" he returns the greeting. "how are you? you feel okay?"

"yeah, i'm good" i nod once. "how about you? you good?"

"very well" he smiles at me. "so..." he sways from one foot to the other, his hands in his pockets. "shall we go?" he asks me, then.

i nod again. "let's go."

matt walks around the car and sits in the driver's seat, while i sit in the passenger seat.

i turn in his direction. "where are we planning to go tonight, mr. sturniolo?" i ask curiously, but also with amusement.

he drums his fingers on the steering wheel and gives me a quick look before putting the car in gear. "did you bring your gloves?"

"no, i didn't bring my gloves" i look at him confused. "why?" i ask.

he turns to me for a few more moments. "because you'll need them" he gives me a wink and then returns his focus to the road.

seriously? i knew i should have brought them.

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"to the ice skating rink, huh?" i close the car door and pull alongside matt as we make our way to the rink.

"what's the matter, are you afraid of falling and hurting yourself, little star?" he teases me.

i give him a shove and roll my eyes. "oh, no. of course not."

we tell our shoe sizes to the lady behind the wooden counter, after which we put on our skates.

"are you ready to see the ice king in action?"

i look up at matt and laugh. "and who are you? elsa from frozen?"

he laughs too. "nah, i'm much better than her." he walks toward the ice rink and i follow him. he reaches out a hand toward me and i grab it, intertwining my fingers with his.

"i haven't been in an ice rink for a few years" i say as we start skating together, hand in hand "so if you see me a little rusty it's exclusively because of that" i make up an excuse, joking.

"oh yes, definitely" he giggles.

after we skate for a while talking about this and that, at some point totally randomly, matt gives me a gentle push. fortunately, we were skating next to the rink fence at the time, so i was able to hold on to that and not fall over.

i turn to matt and look at him in amazement, still keeping a firm grip on the fence. "you! you piece of sh-!"

"whoa whoa whoa, okay okay!" he chuckles and positions himself in front of me "watch your mouth" he teases me and rests a hand along the fence, beside me.

"i don't think you need to show off your prowess by making others fall" i look him straight in the eye, trying to look as annoyed as possible. needless to say, i fail miserably.

"whoops" he smiles "you didn't fall, though" he points, tilting his head.

i turn my head toward the fence and pat it. "thanks dude, without you i'd have my ass in hypothermia by now" i say wryly.

i hear matt laughing and when i return to look at him i immediately cross his eyes. "are you cold?" he asks me softly.

i shake my head and automatically put both hands in my pockets, clutching myself once again and betraying my own words.

matt looks around for a few moments and then returns his eyes to me. "you want a hot cocoa?"

i look around as well, following matt's gaze. i see a small kiosk that corners the square. i turn to matt, again, and nod with a sweet smile on my face.

we step outside the skating rink and take off our skates.

i take matt's hand and we start walking side by side toward the kiosk.

we both order two hot chocolates and then go to sit on one of the benches surrounding the square.

i slice the paper cup with the hot chocolate in it with both hands, and when i sit down, i cross my legs on the bench. i turn with my whole body toward matt so i can look at him.

"is it true you used to play hockey?" i ask him at one point.

he looks up at me. "uhm, yes" he replies. "i played for a while, however, then i stopped" he explains. "now i just occasionally play a few games with friends. but nothing serious."

i nod slightly, taking a sip of my hot chocolate.

"you should have seen me, you know?" he winks a smile. "everyone said i was a phenomenon" he chuckles.

"ah, but really?" i chuckle in turn. "in that case then yes, i really should have seen you."

he shakes his head amused. after which he raises his eyes to me again. we remain silent for a few moments, only looking into each other's eyes as we take occasional sips from the two glasses of chocolate.

"what are you thinking about?" i ask matt "i can see your gears turning in there" i smile.

"about you" he replies without any hesitation, with a small winking smile on his face.

"about me?" i slightly bend my head.

he lays the now empty paper cup beside him. "you're an interesting person, you know?"

i do the same as matt did, placing my glass on the bench. i place my elbows above my knees, cross my hands and then rest my chin on them. i look at matt curiously.

"what is it now?" he chuckles.

"nothing," i shrug once. "i'm just trying to understand your thoughts."

he looks at me. "and what do you understand from my thoughts right now?" he asks amused.

"that yes, you are definitely thinking about me" i chuckle again.

"very impressive" he laughs and shifts his gaze in front of him. "you have a seer's future ahead, you know."

"i'm really studying to become one" i play along with him. "of course this is nothing yet, i'm still learning."

matt turns fully toward me and leans forward slightly, squinting his eyes. "and what is your seer brain telling you at this very moment?" he asks, smiling.

i smile back. "let's see..." i wait a few seconds in silence before continuing, pretending to think. i move slightly closer to matt. "it is telling me that there is a slight chance that something good will happen within thirty seconds" i say in a low tone of voice.

"how many seconds did you say?"

"thirty."

without hesitation, matt moves both his hands to my cheeks and presses his lips against mine. i move even closer, clinging to his jacket and returning the kiss with his same gentleness and intensity.

"see? i told you" matt smiles against my lips.

i nod my head once. "yeah, you were right" i smile back before pressing our lips together once again.

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author's note:

i like this more than the other one but idk. hope u guys enjoy!!

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[trilliwarner]

everything's fine

chris sturniolo × f!reader

warnings: fluffy, kissing, a bit sad(?)

word count: 1951

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but who are you that advancing in the darkness of the night stumbles upon my most secret thoughts?

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"are you going to a party tonight?" i see my mother pass by the mirror in front of me, as she is putting some of my clothes on top of the dresser.

"no, why?" i look at her strangely from the mirror, without then turning around.

"you're taking so long to get ready, longer than usual. then i thought you're going to a party" she stands beside me.

"ah, no" i say merely without specifying anything else.

"so where are you going?" she gives a small smile "are you going out with the triplets? do you have to see christopher?". my mom has had this fixation since i've known the triplets, so practically forever, and she thinks there's something going on between chris and me.

"mom" i say stretching out the 'o' of the name, embarrassed.

"what is it, honey?" she giggles, playing dumb.

"go now, i have to finish getting ready" and without another word she leaves the room.

although my mom teased me, she's right. i have to go to nick, matt, and chris's house. especially for chris, but this would probably be best kept quiet.

"okay, mom, i'm going out" i say by now downstairs. i retrieve my house keys and say goodbye to her.

"don't be too late!" she recommends before i finally leave the house and close the door behind me.

i walk down the few steps of the driveway with my head down and make my way to my friends' house.

*****

ding dong, i ring the doorbell.

opening to me is nick, wearing a chef's apron. "hi y/n, welcome!" he gives me a gentle hug and then lets me into the house.

"hello beautiful" matt greets me from the living room with a smile.

"hello matt" i throw him a flying kiss and he playfully catches it with his hand and locks it in his palm.

"chris!" yells matt "y/n has arrived!"

"coming!" we hear chris shout from another room.

"what are we planning to do tonight?" i ask not aimed at anyone in particular.

"i'm making cookies" says nick, licking a finger to clean it of the dough "we could watch a movie?" he proposes.

"that's fine with me," i reply.

"i'll pick it, though!" says matt immediately, throwing himself on the couch to grab the remote before someone else does it before him.

i don't have time to retort that i am immediately drawn in by another voice. chris. "hey" chris smiles at me as he sees me. he walks over to me and pulls me into a hug "how are you?"

"alright, chris, you?" i smile too.

"i'm fine" he replies.

"okay, okay, good" he starts to say nick "lovebirds, it's okay, break away" he continues "chris come here and help me".

before breaking away from the hug he leaves a quick kiss in my hair, then joins nick in the kitchen while i join matt in the living room.

"chosen what are we going to watch?" i sit next to him, resting my head on his shoulder. he nods his head yes.

"but tell me about it" he makes to change the subject "with chris?" he looks at me.

"with chris, what?" i take the remote control in my hand and start playing with it.

"i mean" he says "between you and chris, is there something going on?"

"mh, no" i reply vaguely "why?"

"i don't know" he shrugs "it seems so" he returns his gaze to the television and neither of us adds anything else.

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after a good hour of watching the movie i hear chris mumble something. "what did you say?" i turn in his direction and whisper so as not to disturb the others.

"nothing" he mumbles again.

"what did you say?" i repeat, still referring to before.

"only feel like having a pepsi" rightly.

"who would have thought it" i giggle.

"shh!" admonishes nick, turning a glare on me.

"sorry, sorry" i say in a low voice. "go get one" i turn to chris, then return my attention to the screen.

not even a second later chris gets up from the couch - his obsession with pepsi is impossible to stop, it's insatiable - only he looks a little discouraged. matt and nick look at me questioningly, and i just say "he wants a pepsi" with a shrug. the two of them shake their heads and go back to watching the movie.

i take a quick glance at both of them, and i notice that matt gives me like a nod as if he has already understood my intentions. i get up pretending that i have to go to the bathroom, so that chris won't find out right away. as i pass by the kitchen i stop and see chris with a can of pepsi in his hand who is looking at the empty space in front of him.

"why don't you go back?" i ask, but he doesn't answer me. i go next to him and wait for him to say something, but nothing. he just lets out a loud sigh. "are you sure you're okay?" i look at him.

"yeah" he nods once "i'm just sleepy, i've had very little sleep tonight" he gives a tugged smile, trying to convince me that everything is fine.

"chris..." i say softly, moving back in front of him.

"do you mind if it's just the two of us here for a while?" he asks, but without making eye contact with me "the other two are too focused on watching the movie anyway."

"sure" i say "no problem."

in truth it's not true that there's no problem, i'm worried about chris. he's aloof today. something has happened for sure.

during moments of silence i move over and sit with my legs dangling over the countertop. chris takes a sip from the can and then stands in front of me. he lays the can down beside me, spreads my legs slightly and stands between them resting his hands on the sides of my thighs.

"chris" i call his attention, at which point he looks at my face. his eyes are off. "will you tell me what's going on, please? what's wrong?" i take off the red hat on his head and put it on myself.

he snorts and shakes his head. "i don't know" he lowers his head until it rests on my chest, moving both hands to my hips, and then he lets out another sigh. "i don't know what's going on" he adds.

i slowly stroke his hair. "you're sad, chris. it's not like you to be like this" i say "there must be something wrong if you're like this. don't make me worry".

"really, i don't know" he repeats and lifts his head up returning to look at me "it's kind of like that" he continues "i'm just not in the picture, that's all".

"oh, chris" i start to say "that's it? what's going on in your damn head?"

a few seconds pass before he decides to give an answer. "i happen to think that sooner or later all this, maybe, will be gone" he says "the stuff with matt and nick, the videos and the fans, my relationship with you. all of this seems too good to be true" he explains.

i sigh, continuing to look him in the eyes. does he really think about these things? "listen to me" i say "i'm not sure things will stay the way they are now, but i'm sure we'll all do everything to make sure we don't grow apart over the years, that we don't drift apart" i continue "i get to think about it too, but, chris, i try not to let that thought wallow in me. i try to think more about what we have now and how, over time, that can only get better. and that's what you need to do too" i say, trying to calm him down.

"okay" he says "alright".

"chris" i call him again "you know that if you need me, i'm always here. i'm not going anywhere without you guys, without you" i say, marking that 'you' more.

"and now come here" i then add. i spread my arms wide and he immediately pulls me into one of his amazing hugs.

he starts to leave me a few little kisses here and there and, in between them, occasionally murmurs a "thank you."

i chuckle slightly, feeling chris' kisses on my chreks. "chris" i murmur at one point.

"hmm?" he mutters as he returns to look at me, though staying very close to my face.

we peer carefully into each other's eyes, trying to guess who will be the one to take the first step between the two. we both know that this first step will be there.

a few seconds later, he is the one who moves. he comes even closer to me and with a quick jerk he is on my lips. with a gesture he drops behind my back his hat that i had on my head until just now, while i immediately and completely let go of the kiss without even thinking about it several times. i push myself further forward so that i feel more contact with him. his hands are still on my hips, while i bring my arms behind the back of his head, touching his hair.

he passes his tongue over my lips, as if asking my permission to deepen the kiss, and i don't hesitate to give him the go-ahead. and as soon as our tongues make contact i immediately feel the taste of pepsi invade my mouth. it's pleasant. more than pleasant.

"guys, what's taking you so lon-" we both gasp at hearing matthew's voice and surprised we instantly pull away, red in the face and with swollen lips. remaining close, however.

in embarrassment i rest my head in the crook of chris's neck as he turns to his brother who is still here with us.

"oops... sorry," he says under his breath, "did i interrupt something?" he chuckles. no matt, do you think so? quiet, you didn't interrupt anything at all!

"fuck, matt!" chides him chris, holding back a smile though "go away!"

"yes, yes, i'm leaving" and then i hear the sound of matt's footsteps, not before i hear a "I knew it!".

chris turns back to me and i return my gaze to him, at which point we both burst out laughing.

"that was pretty embarrassing," i say between laughs.

"I knew it would happen sooner or later" he admits.

"the kiss or matt seeing us?" i ask, intrigued by this statement.

he pretends to think about it and then replies "both."

"oh yeah?"

"mh mh" he looks at me and nods before pulling us closer and kissing me again.

"okay, okay" i let our lips touch again but then i rest a hand on his chest and gently push him away "before someone else discovers us there."

"right" he pulls away, though reluctantly. "well then" he starts to say "i'm going back to the living room".

"yes" i nod and get off the table "i'm going to go to the bathroom for a moment and then i'll join you".

"okay" he says and then disappears toward the living room.

i remain a few moments befuddled staring at the exact spot where he disappeared, thinking about what just happened. only, without even almost noticing, i feel chris' lips settle on mine again to leave me with a quick kiss in the form of a smirk.

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author's note:

hiiiii! this is my first one so it's probably kinda bad, but whatever. plus, english is not my first language so please don't judge.

i hope you guys enjoy!!!

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