#starting off here are some happy triplets
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on the phone (c.s)
master list
chris sturniolo x reader
warnings: nothing! just a little angst.
preview: you knew with Chris being famous there would be constant obstacles in the way of your guys relationship. recently, you’ve been having doubts with your relationship since Chris and his brothers left for tour. you wouldn’t be able to see him for almost two months. you couldn’t handle the distance but Chris reassures you everything will be okay.
a/n: big time rush + chris sturniolo. my two favorites at once. masterpiece. - L 🤍
you stand there as you watch the boys load the bus with their luggage. they were leaving for their first tour ever. it was a bitter sweet moment. as happy as you were for the boys, you couldn't help but feel sad at the same time. you and Chris haven't been separated for so long. now he's going to be gone for almost two whole months. Chris asked if you wanted to come along, but you were so busy with college. you and Chris have been dating since high school. so him gaining so much popularity to the point people are paying to see him, has you feeling proud and worried.
you snap out of your thoughts when you hear Nick speak, "well, that was the last bag." you pout slightly as he embraces you in a hug. "I hope you have fun Nick." you say rubbing his back. it was also bitter sweet for you to see Nick and Matt gain so much attention as well. Nick and Matt were like the siblings you never had. you basically grew up with them. "thank you y/n. we wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you." he says with a smile, pulling away. you were always there by their side no matter what, supporting them. you gave them ideas for videos and you helped film them. when they were doubting themselves, you were there to encourage them to keep pushing. now look, they finally got the recognition they deserve.
Matt embraces you in a hug as he speaks, "we'll update you okay?" you nod and smile. now, the moment you've been dreading. you pull away from Matt when you meet eyes with Chris. you cover your mouth slightly as you try to hold in your tears with a smile. he walks up to you and pulls you in for a big hug, holding you. "hey, don't cry okay? I'll be back soon." he says with his face in the crook of your neck. you sniffle with a soft laugh before speaking, "I know. i’m just so proud of you three." he pulls away a bit still holding onto you. he looks into your eyes as he wipes your tears away. "i'll be fine!" you say with a weak smile. "I'll text and call you every day okay?" he says reassuringly. you nod as he holds your face, bringing you both into a soft passionate kiss. "I love you y/n." he whispers after pulling away. "I love you too Chris." you say wiping your left over tears. you hug one last time before he turns around and gets on the bus.
you stand there as you see the three of them look out the window towards you. you laugh softly as you wave good bye, with them doing the same. when they leave, you walk to your car and sit in there bawling your eyes out right away. you really hoped Chris would keep his words.
the next day, you wake up to seeing a text from Chris.
Chris
hey baby! we're preparing for our show today. can't stop thinking about you already!
you smile before texting back.
Y/N
hi handsome! I hope you have a good show. I know you'll do amazing!
Chris
thank you! you're my motivation.
you let out a small laugh as you get up and start off your day. day 1 without him starts now. you do your morning routine and head to your kitchen. you made yourself a bowl of cereal and sat down scrolling on your phone. when on Twitter, you were seeing fans of the triplets talk about how excited they were to see them. you saw some fans talk about how attractive Chris was and how even more attractive he would look in person. your heart tightens a bit at the comments. you knew you were all his but, sometimes you couldn't help but imagine all these girls all over him. you just shrug off the thoughts that popped up into your head.
as it got later in the day, you continued to scroll through Twitter again as you see the meet and greet pics fans posted. it was weird seeing Chris have his hands on some other girl. but what did you expect? you sigh as a call comes through. it was Chris. you pick it up and answer, "hey Chris" "hey baby. we just got finished with the first show! as nervous as I was, it actually went great. everyone was so nice!" he says happily. "that's awesome Chris. i've seen many meet and greet pics already." you say. "what's wrong y/n?" he asks. your eyes widen a bit as you respond, "what? nothing. why do you think something is wrong?" you say lying through your teeth.
he lets out a small chuckle before responding, "i'm pretty sure I know you. we've been together for how long now? I think I know the way you act." you stay quiet for a bit. he wasn’t wrong. "okay fine, i'm just being a little jealous. you look so cute posing with the fans. a little too cute." you respond. "you? jealous?" he questions with a soft laugh, "well i’ll have you know, you’re all i’m thinking about the whole time." he says. you smile a bit before responding, "okay well still! they get to be in your arms while I have to sit here and suffer." "well like I said, we'll be together after and you'll have me all to yourself when all of this is over okay?" he reassures you. "okay i'm sorry. I know this is your big moment. i don’t want to spoil it by being like this." you say letting out a small nervous laugh. "yeah but your feelings are valid baby." he says.
you both talk for the rest of the night before falling asleep on the phone. as time goes by, it's already the 7th show of the tour. Chris has been progressively getting busier and you had to focus on school. so, your conversations were kept short recently. it was late in the night already as you laid there sniffling. you were left on delivered for a while. yeah you knew he was busy but, this is what you were afraid of. your biggest fear was Chris getting caught up in the limelight that he just has no time for you. you shut your eyes and cry yourself to sleep.
Chris
hey baby! I'm sorry I didn't call you last night. I was so tired out.
all you did was look at it and not respond. you didn't want him to think he had to text you or call you. he should just focus on himself you thought. you didn't want him to think you wanted to be his number 1 priority. you just shut your phone and start off your daily routine.
Chris
hey what are you up to? show is about to start. the weather is nice here in St Louis. I miss you.
you read the text but don't respond again. you were too caught up in your studying to send back a text anyways. you just needed to be distracted.
later in the night, you laid in bed as you see another text.
Chris
is everything okay? are you mad at me?
again, you shut off your phone and drifted off to sleep. after about a hour, your phone buzzes. you groan and pick it up to read the contact name. it was Chris again. you answer and talk tiredly, "hello Chris?" you hear him sniffle before talking, "hey y/n. did I wake you up?" his voice sound raspy. was he crying? "yes but it's okay. what's wrong?" you say sitting up in your bed. "I just missed your voice that's all. I'm sorry I can't be able to talk as much and when shows are over, I just get so tired out." he says. "that's alright." you say feeling terrible. you were so caught up in your feelings that you didn't realize Chris felt the same way. "I know this is all hard right now. just know i'm thinking about you everywhere I go. when I go from city to city, you're always on my mind and there's nothing more that I want but to have you here with me." he says making a tear drop slide down your face.
"I just didn't realize it would be this hard." you say wiping your tear away, letting out a soft laugh. "trust me, I know. we just have to be strong okay?" he says. "soon we'll be together." he adds on. you smile at his words as you whisper, "I love you" "I love you too beautiful." he says. but you still couldn’t shake off the thought. he’s only getting more famous. next thing you know, he’ll just be even busier. it had you doubting everything.
*time skip*
a few days later, you came home from work bawling your eyes out. you were feeling overwhelmed by everything. you have a terrible boss and he would use his power against everybody. you laid down on your bed with your dirty clothes as you pick up your phone to call Chris. there was no answer. you threw your phone across the bed as you pressed your face against your mattress crying some more. is this how it'll be from now on? when you need him, he's too busy? you felt selfish thinking that. Chris worked hard for where he's at now. but what about you?
you just shut your eyes and drifted off to sleep. you felt like everyday was just a constant replay. nothing was new. you were either at home doing school, actually going to school to take exams, or at work being treated terribly. while Chris was having the time of his life.
*time skip*
even though Chris reassured you everything will be fine, you couldn't help but feel disappointed still. when you called, he wouldn't answer. when you texted, he texted hours later. it was making you more upset. you only asked for one thing. it was for him to communicate, but he didn't. you always felt like he was leaving you hanging. you scroll on your phone as you see posts from the tour and sigh.
Y/N
Chris I don't know if I could do this.
Chris
what are you talking about baby?
Y/N
this. I can't stand this. I know this is your first tour but, now I can't even imagine more in the future.
again, you felt guilty for feeling this way. you see him type but eventually it stops. you suddenly get an incoming call from him. you pick up about to speak but he cuts you off, "y/n please. listen to me." "this tour will be over soon. once it's over, we'll pick up right where we left off. I know it's hard but, you're not alone. do you think i just let you slip off my mind?" he says. "Chris, I understand you feel the same and trust me I feel terrible even feeling this way but, you're only getting more noticed. who knows how many more tours you'll be on. what am I supposed to do? because even when you are here, you're so caught up with You tube and I just don't want to get in between that." you say. "and when I needed you? you didn't answer me. then you didn't even apologize the next day for it."
Chris stays quiet as he gulps. "I don't know Chris. how will this all work out if this is what you do? this is your job, and I just don't fit in." you finish. "well i'm not the only one whose said this, my brothers also agree that I wouldn't even be here with these opportunities if it weren't for you. all I ask is for you to support me no matter where I am. just because we aren't near each other, doesn't mean this won't work. you do fit in my life. just because I have all this recognition, doesn't mean i'm just going to give up on us. you're the only one who truly knows. you knew me from the start. you do fit in." he says as you let out a sigh, "I can't do this i'm sorry." you say before hanging up.
Chris was left standing there slowly pulling his phone away from his ear. you shut off your phone while hugging one of the stuffed animals Chris got you back in high school. you look at it as you thought to yourself. you missed how simple things use to be.
Chris POV
it's been a while ever since I last heard from y/n. every show has been a struggle for me. we were slowly getting towards the end, but was it worth it? was this all worth it without y/n? our Boston show is our last stop. that was coming up in a few days.
Chris
we can work this out.
i've been texting her and all she does is read them. why couldn't she realize this was hard for me too? "Chris?" I hear Nick call out for me. all I do is look up at him. "we have to set up for today." he says. "yeah i'll be there." I respond looking back at my phone. "Chris, everything will be okay. she'll come around." he says putting a hand on my shoulder. I sigh before responding, "I understand where she comes from. this is all so new. but even when we aren't touring, we let filming get in the way too." "well, don't think about it too hard. I know she'll come around." Nick says before walking away. I really hope so. my heart aches every time i think about her.
End of Chris POV
time passes by as it's now the last show. the triplets finally arrive back to Boston and the first thing Chris wants to do is see you.
Chris
y/n we just got to Boston. please let me see you.
read.
Chris
please i’m back. this is what we’ve been waiting for.
read.
Chris puts his face into his hands as he groans. "come on Chris. lets go stop by the house and say hi to mom and dad." Matt says patting his back. Chris sits up, “have you heard from y/n?” he asks. Matt just looks at him and shakes his head, “nope.” Chris just sighs and nods, “well if she texts, tell her to answer me.” he says.
later during the day, after visiting their parents, the triplets finally arrive at the venue. Chris was washing his face real quick before putting on his outfit. he looks in the mirror shaking his head, "here we go." he whispers out. the time comes and the crowd can be heard chanting. the triplets come out running onto stage as the crowd cheers louder. their show then starts. the show was hilarious. it was obvious the triplets were meant to be up on stage. the fans were really loving them.
after a bit, something catches Chris' eyes. it was a big sign that read 'I love Chris!". "that's a pretty big sign." Chris says into the mic. "is that even allowed?" he continues with a small laugh. "your right. nobody else has signs." Matt says joining with a laugh.
"show yourself!" Nick shouts out into the mic. the sign moves revealing a face. "i'm sorry! I didn't get the memo!" you shout out. Chris locks eyes with you as his mouth is left agape in shock. you smile at him as you hear the crowd cheer. the fans obviously knew about you from the start. they adored your guys' relationship.
"hello y/n!" Nick shouts out with a smile. "surprise!" Matt says shaking Chris. Chris then gets off the stage as he pushes through the crowd to get to you. you drop the sign onto the ground as he embraces you in a hug, nearly lifting you up.
"you scared me y/n." he says hiding his face in the crook of your neck. the crowd was going crazy. Marylou and Jimmy were standing there next to you guys, clapping and smiling. you pull away from him as you look into his eyes, "I'm sorry for ever doubting us." you say. he shakes his head before responding, "don't even apologize y/n. i'm just happy you're here." you let out a small laugh as you push him away softly, "okay we'll talk after the show! get back up there." he nods as he kisses you on the cheek, running back up onto stage.
when the show ends, you meet Chris backstage and he embraces you in the same big hug from earlier. "I can't handle another goodbye." Chris whispers. "next time, you're coming with me you understand?" he says. you let out a giggle and kiss his cheek, "okay I will.” you say. “we have lots to talk about.” he says pulling away, planting a soft kiss on your lips. you smile and nod as you both sit down with him talking about the whole experience. even though you doubted this whole thing, you don't regret being in this moment right now. you'll go through what you went through over again if it means you'll be in his arms in the end. no matter what, world wide.
a/n: if you know the iconic sign scene from the show, you know what’s up. LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED! THANK YOU! - L 🤍
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#Encanto#Julietta Madrigal#Pepa Madrigal#Bruno Madrigal#disney#my art#doodles#old art#chispi Encanto#hey everyone!#I've queued up a few older pieces while I get back into posting#starting off here are some happy triplets#and a few Chispi doodles#not necessarily in that order
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𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧
pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader
word count: 2.6k
summary: y/n joins the triplets on the cut the camera podcast to talk about having a boyfriend who’s a triplet, social media, and hobby’s
warnings: dirty/sexual jokes, established relationship, swearing, sexual innuendos, not a warning but thank you @whoetoshaw for some inspiration. please check her out! i will probably make another one 🤍
“Good morning campers, welcome back to the cut the camera podcast. It’s your hosts Nick Sturniolo,” Nick introduced, “Matt Sturniolo,” Matt told the camera, “and Chris Sturniolo.” The boys finished. “And we have a special guest if you couldn’t hear her laughing at us, Matt’s girlfriend, Y/n!” Nick told the camera as it showed you in your seat, smile on your face as you waved. “Happy to be here.” You spoke to the camera. It then panned to Matt sitting his his seat with his cheeks turning pink. “We had to beg her for so long to feature in one of these.” Chris laughed, shifting his hat as he spoke into the mic. “We had to buy her a box of Diet Coke.” He deadpanned. You smiled in response.
“Okay, to be fair, I’m not a social media person. I think the only social media I have and use a lot is Instagram and Facebook.” The three boys laughed as you mentioned Facebook. “It’s for family members! My grandparents have a hard time figuring out social media apps. But either way, have Tiktok but don’t even remember the last time I posted on there.” You tried to think but nothing was popping up. “That brings me into the first question,” Chris interrupts you, “what’s it like dating an “influencer” as some would call us while you just ━━ quite recently actually ━━ made your accounts public?”
“━━ before you speak,” Nick interrupted as Chris gave him an annoyed look and Matt groaned. “Here he goes.” Matt whispered into the mic. “I was just going to say she should introduce herself!” He yelled in defense as he put his hands up. “Oh shit, true.” Chris gestured to you. “Hello everyone, I am Y/n and I am a friend of the triplets and Matt’s girlfriend.” You started to introduce. “I like how she said a friend of the triplets and not just Matt’s girlfriend.” Nick laughed. “You know it babe.” You replied, laughing in your seat. “Anyway, I am nineteen. I am from Canada, and moved to LA around two ━━ three years ago? Yeah. Sorry, what was the question before?” “See, Chris? She has manners. You need to learn some.” Nick teased. “Shut the fuck up. The question was what’s it like to date an influencer?” Chris asked. Matt turned his head toward you.
“I’m not really sure what it’s like to not date an influencer since Matt was like . . . my first “real boyfriend” you could say, but I would assume it’s similar to a relationship with a non-influencer. You do the same things: dates, sleepovers, movies, etc. But he’s away sometimes,” you shrug, “when you guys went on tour, Matt was away a lot and we had to do long distance for a bit. I think it was hard for both of us ━━”
“━━ more for me.”
“━━ but it’s what happens when you date someone as famous as you guys are. I know what I was getting into, same with the social media part. I knew I would be on camera sometimes, especially because you guys vlog and other things. You guys respected my want to be off camera and I remember, Matt was so worried when we got together because we really liked each other but social media was his job, but I was fine with that! Of course I would be.”
“I was so worried,” Matt breathed out, “like I had mentioned before that I did what I do and she had mentioned that she didn’t want to be online, but when it got serious I didn’t want for this whole thing to be ruined because of what I do, you know?” “Of course,” Nick butted in, “and especially hate that she could’ve gotten ━━ no offense Y/n.” You nodded, “none at all. Completely agree.” “You would’ve felt a little scared, no?” Matt and you nodded. “I didn’t, and don’t, want her to be effected negatively from it. I mean, it’s inevitable really, but still. I couldn’t help it, still can’t, I’m her boyfriend.” “I knew what I was getting into,” you spoke, “it’s what happens in most male celebrity, youtuber fan bases. You guys get hate too sometimes.”
Chris nodded. “I think me and Nick were a bit unsure too. We had known you for awhile and we liked you. We talked to Matt about it too. Just saying like “watch out for hate,” and “support her,” and shit like that. You didn’t need any help at all.” “Like I said, I knew what I was getting into. I have friends that are dating some popular content creators and we have talked about it before. That’s how I know what to experience and how to deal with it. Thank you ━━“ there was a bleep as you said her name “━━ love you to bits.”
“What is it like to be on the podcast?” The youngest boy asked, looking at his phone and then to you. “To be honest? It feels great. I have seen this set from when it was just an idea to it actually happing and it is truly amazing to see what these boys can do.” You we’re honest, these boys had such great ideas and it felt unreal to see them come true. “Matt, you have such a nice girlfriend.” A laugh that sounded more like a giggle came out of Matt’s mouth. “Thanks. She is.” He replied, moving the mic. There was laughing around the table.
“This would’ve been super awkward if you were like “no, I hate her!”” You joked. Nick put his hand over his mouth. “I don’t know what I would do if that actually happened.” “Well good thing I’m not going to say that.” Matt spoke, looking at his girlfriend. “Thanks. What a man everyone,” you clapped your hands, “get yourself someone like this guy over here.” You pointed to him.
“Yes!” Nick yelled, clapping too. “And, there’s two other brothers . . . but one is gay. He is still available? Boys? Hit that line. And Chris’s too,” you pointed to the long-haired brother, “it’s too often he tries to get into the bed with me and Matt because he hates sleeping alone.” You whispered into the mic. The camera moved to Matt nodding and then to Chris as he started to protest. “No! You’re just over too often. Stop hogging my brother. I slept with him first ━━ wait!” He puts his hands up. You moved your hand over you mouth in shock as Matt leaned his head against the table and Nick copied your movement. “Not like that! I meant we,” pointing to Matt, him, and Nick, “had sleepovers before you did.” “Bitch, don’t bring me into this.” Nick chimed in. “Real.” You agreed.
“Let’s just move on!” Your boyfriend suggested as he lifted his arms up. “What is like dating a triplet?” He asked. “It’s not that much from dating a regular guy, apart from the fact that either one of these kids is following him everywhere ━━ mostly Chris ━━“ which earned a “what?” from the guy “━━ and sometimes I’ll like . . . steal a sweater or some sweats or something from Matt and then I’ll just be on the couch and one of the boys will come in and be like “I’ve been looking for that” and it gets confusing.” You laughed. “But besides some of those confusions, it’s like dating a guy and having two best friends that come with him.” “A package deal.” Nick agrees. You snapped your fingers at him, “yes. Exactly like that. And it’s so fun. It can get annoying, but what’s any kind of relationship if you don’t get annoyed?” “Yeah guys. I may be annoying, but you still like me.” Chris jumped in. “Yeah, sometimes I doubt that.” “Me too.” The other brothers agreed. “That was so inspiring.” Nick said. “Thank you.” You did a fake bow in your seat.
“You also help keep the house clean since you practically live over at our house.” Matt added. “I do, I do. I literally have clothes and my skincare shit at you house. And a toothbrush ━━”
“━━ And a toothbrush.” Matt said at the same time. “It’s convient for sleepovers!” Nick explained. “And also because you do just live here. There have been so many times where I’ve knocked on Matt’s door and then opened it and Matt’s just playing games while you’re chilling in his bed.” You nodded, shrugging. It was true. “Dude ━━ I have gone to wake up Matt for the day and I won’t even notice she’s there until I hear her move or some shit cause she’s all up under the blankets. Surprised you’re even under the blankets with Mr. Blanket stealer over here.” Chris points to Matt as Nick nodded his head and you laughed.
“I just tug em’ back. Or he just grabs me. This kid . . . I swear it’s like I’m never close enough.” “I just run hot you’re always cold.” Matt retaliated. “You run hot because you steal all the blankets!” Nick yelled. “I feel sorry for Chris every time you guys have to share a bed.” “Do you really though?” The boy in question asked. “. . . Not really, no. I like my blankets. Maybe you can teach him to share Y/n.” “I will certainly try.”
“And she can teach you fuckers to clean,” Matt retorted, “every time I go into your room it’s like I am walking through a morgue.” After he finished there was a “hey!” from Chris and a “that’s not true!” from Nick. “Keep me out of this.” You held your hands up in defense. “I will clean what I need to.” “She’s like a second mom.” Chris compared. “Don’t say that. That’s weird.” Matt muttered into the mic. “Yeah, this is like the same argument as the use of mommy and daddy.” Nick agreed. “Now, you just made it weird,” Chris pointed at Nick. “How about we move on so we can stop this from getting even weirder.” Matt clapped his hands.
“Yes. Next question. You watch our videos I would assume?” Nick asked. “Of course, who would I be if I didn’t?” You replied. “Period.” Chris replied. Nick gave him a side eye, “anyway . . . How do you feel that people are writing fan fiction about your boyfriend?” You covered your mouth with your hand. “What?” Matt asked, looking scared. “You guys are going to hate me for this.” You spoke. “You didn’t make one about Matt did you?” Chris joked. “No! I wasn’t that weird. But a canon event in every girls childhood ━━ and I mean every single one - was writing or at least reading fan fiction. Brittany Broski is so real for talking about it. Me? It was the guy who played in Doctor Who. The 2000s one.” “David Tennant?” “Yes. I was an avid Wattpad user. You could catch me on there every fucking day dude. I think I still have my account.”
A scream filled the room as everyone looked at Nick. “We have to find it and go through it. But . . . I still can’t believe you used Wattpad.” “Dude, ask any mentally unstable female girl and I promise you, she will tell you she did. I don’t use it anymore, but I was obsessed.” “Are the videos awkward to you because you used to write shit or no?” Chris jumped in. “A little bit. I mean, it must feel weird getting fan fiction written about anyone. But I think because I’ve been in that spot and writing it that I understand a bit more,” you admitted, “the videos are great ━━ like every video of yours is - and it’s so funny to see your reaction.” “We need to bring you sometime if you’re up for it.” Matt suggested. “Maybe?” You shrugged, dragging the word out. “It would be super funny.” Nick commented. “Oh for sure, but I don’t know if I’m ready to go back to that phase in my life.” You grimaced.
“Hashtag trauma.” Chris responded. “Please never say that again,” Nick murmured. Matt agreed with a “that was so cringey.” “Really though,” you laughed, “you get it.” Chris got up from his seat and high-fived you. “Have you guys ever read fan fiction outside of filming?” “Oh, switcharoo question. I mean, I have to check and find stories and make sure we don’t get demonetized. I don’t know about these two.” Nick answered first. “I haven’t, but I find it weird that Matt has wattpad downloaded . . . And that he asked people to send some to him.” Chris spoke. “It’s not like that!” Matt yelled, putting his face in his shirt. “Matt, honey. It’s fine.” You joked. “Oh my god.” His voice was muffled from the sweatshirt.
“Is that how you got into reading like . . . Actual books?” Nick asked you. “Not really. I’ve been a reader since I learned to read, but it probably had some effect on my reading.” You responded. “I read a lot now, too. Like if you guys are filming I’ll just hangout im Matt’s room or something and read.” “She’s always reading.” Matt said into the mic. “No actually. We could be getting picked up by Matt and this kid is in the passenger seat with a book in her hand. How can you even read in the car?” Chris blurted. “I actually don’t get car sick. I think I’ve been car sick once. I sleep in the car too. And I have the best naps in the car. It’s just something puts me to sleep. I’m not sure what.” You explain. “But yeah, I do read a good amount. I’ve got Matt to read a little too. Chris would you ever read?” “Probably not,” he answered,” just have too much going on. And no offence, but if I have time off I’m not going to sit down and read. There’s so many other things I could do.” You nodded your head, “to each their own.” “I’ll like nap or something. I feel like we’re all avid nappers.” Chris asked.
“No, totally. I love napping.” Matt answered. “Me too.” Nick agreed. “I’ll only get up if I have to.” “I’ll only get up if Y/n gets up or if Chris wakes me up. There’s not a lot that will get me up. Except if I need to pee or we have something that day.” Matt added on. “It’s true,” you nodded, “he will not let me go. And if I get up, he will get up and pull me to the couch if I’m not already on it and just lay there.” Your boyfriend nodded. “Hey, at least you have a personal pillow.” Chris added on. You nodded again. “You should by lucky? You know how many girls would want Chris to do that?” The blonde boy continued. Chris made a weird face. “Hey guys, make a fan fiction about it.” Matt looked at the camera. “No!” Chris yelled, slapping Matt’s finger that was pointing to the camera. “I’m just kidding, I don’t really care as long as they’re not super weird and gross.” “Cheers to that.” Nick agreed.
“On this note, I think we should wrap it up.” Nick announced. “That was today’s episode, it was amazing. Everyone thank Y/n for coming on the podcast.” Chris faced you, speaking into the mic. “It was an absolute pleasure. I would love to come back if you would have me.” You thanked them. “Of course. We won’t let you leave.” The blonde boy joked. “Just kidding, but still, thank you for coming on and we will see you guys next time. Bye!” Everyone waved to the different cameras before it showed you in your seat with Matt sitting next to you. “He’s secretly clingy.” You said before the camera shut off.
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casual | m. sturniolo
i’ve been scheming for weeks !! (actually started this before move over AND voice. so.)
basically i’m obsessed with this song
summary: the most dangerous label is the casual one; or you both want more
warnings: matt x fem!reader, use of y/n, ANGST, cursing, happy ending bc i’m a sucker & a lost cause
wc: 6.5k
the sun is dipping behind the horizon, painting the sky pink and orange. you have your window rolled down, letting the salt air breeze pick your hair up as you rest against the car door. matt has elmer’s new song playing on aux, something lofi with a bit of spanish mixed in.
“like what you see?” he speaks up, taking his eyes off the road for a second to look over at you. he stares for a second, your skin illuminated by the fading rays of the sun, kissing the tops of your cheeks and giving you a warm glow.
you press yourself up to sit properly and catch his hand resting on the center console. you always loved that he drives with his left hand, the right always close enough for you to touch.
“it’s pretty,” you say, poking your head back out of the window, looking overhead at the passing trees, “the palms are so tall.” matt squeezes your hand, and when you look back up he’s already looking at you, smiling when you meet his eyes.. his hair looks lighter in the setting sun, the side of his face lit up all golden and warm. you bite your lip and smile, turning away with a slight flush.
“it’s green,” you tell him and he flicks his head back forward, muttering a curse under his breath.
“my bad,” he admits, refusing to drop your hand.
it looked like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t, just takes a breath and lets it out before turning back to the road.
when the car pulls into the garage you reach to the back to grab your overnight bag. matt’s already out of the car, coming over to your side to open your door, “c’mon,” he says in that silly high pitched voice, just to hear you giggle.
you make your way to his bedroom, knowing the ins and outs of the triplet’s house like the back of your hand. matt follows behind you, his footsteps echoing amongst the hardwood floors.
“i can’t wait to lay down,” you sigh, the effects of the sun's heat catching up with you now that you’re in the cool, air conditioned house.
“yeah, i’m feelin’ pretty tired too,” matt agrees, his voice heavy and suddenly cloaked by fatigue.
you’d been out all day, shopping on melrose, walking by the beach. dinner and ice cream and the beating sun soaked up all your energy. nothing sounded better than getting cozy in matt’s bed and watching a movie, maybe catching a bit of a nap before deciding to head home. you knew he’d insist on driving you, and that always hurt more than you’d like to admit.
the two of you weren’t dating, he wasn’t your boyfriend and you told yourself you didn’t mind. it wasn’t a very convincing lie though, most everyone around you could tell. it’s not that you hadn’t talked about it, you had, there were just things getting in the way.
matt was worried about how his fans would react, and he absolutely did not want it to be at your expense. you hated the thought of pushing him, like forcing him or asking too much, being too needy would only drive him away. all your friends had told you to stop, that you were only going to get yourself hurt, but you’d honestly rather have half of him and a broken heart than none of him at all.
you never doubted that he cares about you, in fact you know he does. he always picks you up from classes, knows your order at all your favourite fast food places and keeps an extra toothbrush in the bathroom for you. it’s things like that that make the title of causal or just seeing each other sting a little bit more.
here though, all settled in matt’s bed, you try not to think about it too hard. there’s some liam neeson movie he insisted on showing you playing on the tv, and you’re happy to be watching it, but mostly happy to be watching it with him. his chest rises and falls under your head with each breath and it’s making you more tired than before.
“i’m so warm,” you say through a yawn, all comfy now in your sweats and matt’s crewneck, although the comfort comes mostly from his arms wrapped around your middle.
“you can throw on a pair of boxers if you want, top drawer,” matt offers, his arms unmoving, keeping you mildly trapped against him.
“let me goooo,” you groan dramatically, making a big show of sliding out from under his arms and grinning to yourself when he laughs.
“come back,” he pouts, reaching for a stuffed animal to take your place while you cross the room to his dresser.
“just give me a sec,” you giggle, rummaging around in the drawer and pulling out a pair of plaid boxers. there’s something stuck to it, all tangled up in the mess of his clothes, “what the– is this my bra? i’ve been looking for this for like a month.”
matt lifts his head just enough to see what you’re holding up, huffing when he hits the pillow again, “i dunno, sweetheart, you probably left it, you’ve got a lot of stuff here,” he sounds tired, and the words are pressed against his pillow now that he’s rolled onto his stomach.
you’ve got lots of stuff here.
it digs into you, how casually he says it, an almost physical ache you feel beyond your ribs, right where your heart is.
quickly you try to shake it off, shucking off your sweatpants and sliding the boxers up your legs so you can hurry back into bed before allowing yourself to think about what he said too much.
“c’mere,” there’s a little smile on his face when he says it, arm outstretched for you to crawl under. immediately matt tucks you up against his body impossibly close, his nose stuffed into your hair and breathing you in. it feels nice, right, and you let yourself bask in it, like maybe the state of your relationship (or lack thereof) won’t be in limbo forever. he has to feel it too, the pull.
“i think you should just stay tonight,” he says quietly against your temple, leaving a little kiss there.
“are you sure?”
he nods, “it’s late, ‘m not gonna kick you out,” you can see his smile in the dark, his features lit up delicately by the dim light of the movie, “and i kinda wanna cuddle,” he admits sheepishly, trying to hide his blush when you turn to him.
“awe, matty,” you tease, scooching closer to him, hardly an inch away.
“hey,” he says all high pitched, making you laugh again.
“that voice always gets me,” you tell him, snuggling up under his chin.
“that’s why i do it,” he tells you.
it doesn’t take long for you to slip into an easy sleep with matt holding you, the mindless noise coming from the tv luring you deeper into unconsciousness. he’s being extra gentle, finger tips dragging along your waist under your top. you hardly feel him slide out of bed or tuck you in all snug under the covers.
nick’s in the kitchen when matt emerges from his bedroom for some water, hunting for something in the pantry. matt rubs his eyes.
“hello?” chris leans forward on the couch, his voice startling matt.
“jesus, what– you’re just both out here at fucking two in the morning?” he grumbles, eyes squinted against the harsh lights.
“we ordered food,” chris stands up, walking into the kitchen.
nick nods, closing the cupboard, glass in hand, “we thought you were at y/n’s or something, i didn’t hear you come in,”
matt grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and a takes a sip before answering, “nah she’s here, she’s asleep,” he says, nodding towards his bedroom.
nick groans, “god, are you guys dating yet,” he asks, head rolling back against his shoulders, exsapertated.
matt’s eyes widen at the sudden outburst of noise, looking back at his door to make sure nick didn’t wake you, “dude, be quiet,” he urges.
you’d felt matt’s absence after a few minutes, the warmth of his body leaving the bed when he did. slowly you sit up, pressing the heel of your palm into your eye and swinging your feet to the floor quietly. you stand behind matt’s closed bedroom door, prepared to silently creep out and go to the bathroom when you catch his voice.
“and no,we’re just casual,” he continues to answer nick’s question, who glances over and chris. “what— don’t look at him like that,” this earns him another sideye, “i mean it, it’s not serious.”
“matthew” nick starts, “isn’t she asleep in your bed right now?” nick points an accusatory finger in his brother’s direction, emphasizing his words.
it’s matt’s turn to look at chris, who holds his hands up in surrender, “don’t look at me, i’m with nick,” he says, looking away from his brother from where he remains on the couch.
“well she’s not my girlfriend, if that’s where this is going,” matt turns back to the fridge, not really looking for anything, just trying to hide from his brother’s judgmental, but justified, stares.
it hurts to hear, even if you know it’s the truth.
“and why not, idiot,” nick asks, getting fed up. he can clearly tell how his brother feels and is getting frustrated, mad even, with the idea of him toying with your feelings.
“i just—i just can’t do it.” that hurts more, a sharp pain you feel in your chest. you swallow dryly, and that hurts too.
you decide you don’t have to go to the bathroom that badly anymore, and slowly sink back into matt’s bed. you know you and matt aren’t together, that he’s not your boyfriend, but a part of you has always clung to the idea that one day he would be, that he’d finally make the move. you thought he liked you enough to at least try.
tugging the duvet up to your chin you roll over onto your side to face the wall. matt comes back into the bedroom and you can hear nick and chris talking quietly for a second before the door closes again. you’re not too sure, but you think one of them mumbles your name amidst the conversation. matt slides back under the covers with you, coming as close as he can to wrap his arms around you.
it makes your head spin, his words rattling around in your mind, saying he “can’t do it,” but here is, body tucked perfectly against yours, holding you so tight you’d think he never wanted to let go.
—
matt seems notice that you’re a bit quieter than usual the next morning, but you try to hide it under the excuse of not feeling well. he offers to drop you off and you take him up on it, knowing that marinating in the misery you feel won’t solve anything but seems to be the easiest thing to do at the moment.
“text me if you need anything, okay?” his tone is concerned and you can feel him looking at you even though you’re trying to avoid eye contact. you know you’d cave, catching a glimpse of the light blue with all that worry clouding it.
“yeah, i will,” you sigh, reaching into the back seat to grab your bag.
matt catches you, palm placed delicately along your jaw so you’ll look at him, “hey,” he says all soft, “c’mere,” he guides you forward slightly and you know what’s coming, you know it’s gonna hurt but you do it anyway.
he kisses you gently and you fall into it with ease, reaching out to touch his arm. when he strokes his thumb along your cheekbone you pull away, licking your lips.
“i’ve gotta go,” you whisper, afraid the full volume of your voice would shatter something, you’re not too sure what.
“yeah, okay,” he nods, pulling his hand away from your face and trying to smile as you open your door, watching you walk into your building.
he stays there in the parked car for a minute, wondering what’s wrong, pretending he doesn’t know that this whole situation hurts you just as much as it hurts him. he’s staring up at your apartment window, tapping the steering wheel and taking a long, deep breath.
“fuck,” he mutters to himself, pushing his hair back and putting the car in reverse.
—
you and matt don’t talk excessively for the next few days, only a few texts exchanged here and there and one phone call after he knew you’d just written a midterm.
he called to ask how it went and tell you he was proud of you, and also to invite you out to dinner with his parents on the upcoming weekend. they were flying out to l.a. for a few days and he wanted you to meet them. it felt cruel.
“i dunno matt, i’ve got an assignment due sunday at midnight, i might not be able to make it,” of course you wanted to go, but the tug of self preservation was starting to become more equal to the pull you felt towards him. you were starting to lose sight of what was more important, him or yourself.
for so long it had been him.
“please, sweetheart, i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever,” matt slumps into his desk chair, spinning back forth.
you cave and somehow your vision clears. it was him again.
“yeah, yeah, okay, i wanna see you too,”
matt smiles on the other end of the phone, “yay,” he says sweetly, making his joy obvious, “i can help you with your assignment if you want, too,” he offers, and you know he’s just trying to get a smile out of you.
you laugh without meaning to, “matt, you know nothing about the course,”
“i’ll figure it out, anything i can do to make sure i see you,”
you bite your lip, trying to keep a smile at bay, “careful, you’re gonna make me think you like me or something,”
“aw, well i can’t have that now can i?” he teases, and it cuts deeper than he realizes it does.
“no,” you mutter, trying to hold onto the smile on your face even though matt can’t see you, “um, i should probably get going, if i wanna finish my assignment on time,”
“oh, yeah, okay. i could come by a little later with some food?” he poses it as a question, sensing your hesitancy.
“you don’t have to do that,”
“i know, but i want to,” he says it so easily, like there’s no reason in the world he wouldn’t come to your house after eleven pm just to sit on your bedroom floor while you do school work.
“canes?” you finally offer.
“be there in half an hour.” you hear the car keys jingle through the phone, the front door latching shut.
—
the triplet’s parents land on friday afternoon. you haven’t seen matt since wednesday night when he called and brought take out to your place, and you’re starting to feel a little nervous at the thought of seeing his parents.
you’ve spoken to them over facetime once or twice when matt had called them, but this is real, this is serious.
you think you’ve completely driven yourself insane with that, thinking of it as serious. for days there’s been a battle in your head about whether or not this means matt wants to make your relationship offical. it’s become such a problem that you’ve forbidden yourself from thinking about it.
taking a deep breath you refocus on yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair and trying to decide on a lip product for the night when your roomate wanders into your bedroom.
“how are you doing?” she asks, leaning against the door frame. you don’t answer, just look up at her with what must be a miserable expression, because she chuckles sadly at you, “that bad, huh?”
you groan and clench your fists, “i’m just confused!” you exclaim.
“i know, but i think tonight should clear some things up,” she tells you hopefully, and you really want to believe her.
“i hope so,” you sigh, “i just really like him,” you whine, defeated.
your phone dings then, a message from matt of course.
matt sturn
be there in twenty
ive got the kids
you laugh sadly at the text.
“‘s that him?” your roommate asks.
“yeah, him and his brothers are on the way, they’ll be here soon.”
“you’ll do great, don’t sweat it,” she tries to reassure you, giving you an over enthusiastic thumbs up before shutting your door again.
matt, nick and chris have been in the car for about five minutes and already matt’s debating driving into oncoming traffic. him and his brothers have had the same fight at least three times since you stayed over last week, and if he’s honest, he’s getting really sick of it.
“enough of this ‘i can’t do that’ bullshit, matt, she’s coming to dinner with our parents,” nick says pointedly, running out of air at the end of his setence, “you don’t just bring your hook up to that shit, so fucking stop talking to her if it’s that much of an issue,” he continues, leaning froward against matt’s seat, staring holes into the side of his brothers face.
matt is clearly aggravated, gripping the wheel a little too hard, “shut the fuck up, nick— she’s not just a hook up,”
nick’s eyes get wider at this and he leans over matt’s seat, voice exponentially louder when he says, “you just proved my fucking point!!”
“you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about,” matt mumbles in a deft tone, staring harshly out onto the road.
chris leans over from the passenger seat, gesturing in matt’s direction, “and you do? you never shut the fuck up about her, and she’s always at the house but you’re too much of a pussy to do anything,” he yells over matt all in one breath, words coming out too fast.
matt’s mouth is set in a firm line and he’s shaking his head, “you guys don’t get it!” he finally yells back, signaling and switching lanes before he can finish his thought, “i can’t do that to her,” the car’s stopped at a red light now, allowing him to look nick in the eye from the rearview mirror. both him and chris shut up for a second.
“i can’t do that to her,” matt emphasizes again, making his point with his hands, bracketing the last two words, “the internet would chew her up and spit her out. you think i don’t want to make her my girlfriend? do you think i like doing this to her? every fucking day i think about cutting it off because i don’t wanna hurt her, but i’m too fucking selfish to do it.”
“it’s green,” chris mumbles.
“shut the fuck up,” matt says through his teeth as he turns back to face the road, driving through the light.
“so what are you gonna do?” nick asks, softer now, arm hung over the back of matt’s seat.
matt looks up at him in the rearview again, taking a deep, anxiety ridden breath, “i don’t know.”
the three boys are silent for the remainder of the drive to your apartment. matt puts the car in park and mumbles something about being right back before getting out and heading up to your floor, slamming the car door a little bit too hard.
“jesus christ,” chris breathes, feeling the tension finally break.
there’s a knock at the front door, and you take a deep breath before opening it. matt stands with his hair a little bit messy and his cheeks a little bit red, but he softens when he sees you.
“hey,” you say, “let me just grab my bag,”
“wait, y/n,”
“yeah?” you turn back around to look at him. he’s standing in the middle of your kitchen, looking a little bit deflated.
“can i have a hug?”
your heart nearly shatters. is he feeling it too?
“wha– of course baby, of course,” you cross the kitchen over to him and he already has his arms open. immediately he locks his arms around your waist, resting his head against yours. you gently rub his back and rest your cheek on his shoulder.
“is everything okay?” you wonder after a second, feeling him breathe heavily against you.
matt squeezes you a little tighter and kisses your hair, “yeah,” he sighs, “nick and chris are just annoying,”
“you love them though,” you remind him.
he pulls away but keeps you close, hands on your hips now, “sometimes i think about reevaluating that,”
you laugh at him, fixing his messy hair, “no you don’t,”
its his turn to smile, “you’re right,” he leans in for a quick kiss which you grant him, letting it dampen your nerves and reservations on the evening.
“i know, now c’mon, we’ve gotta go,” you slide your hand down into his.
“you don’t have to be nervous, by the way,” matt says to you in the elevator, still holding your hand.
you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding and he squeezes your hand, letting you know he’s there for you, “it just feels serious,” you finally admit what you’ve been thinking for the last few days. you’re a little bit afraid to look over at him, so you keep your gaze towards the closed elevator doors.
matt gives your hand a quick squeeze and glances at the side of your face, you can feel his eyes on you, “it’s not serious, don’t worry,” it’s a little strained when he says it, as if he means something else but you can’t quite decipher it. it’s too much to think about now and yet it’s all you’ve been thinking about for days, how ‘unserious’ it all is to him.
when you do get to dinner, marylou and jimmy are already at the restaurant. marylou is being so sweet to you, asking about classes and how you met the boys, what you like do to in your spare time and things about matt that you tease him over. you feel like a girlfriend, you feel like his girlfriend and you don't think you can take much more of it. she tells you how much he talks about you when he’s home, that even justin has started making fun of him for it.
when you look over at matt he’s blushing but staring directly into his plate, avoiding you.
the smile you plastered onto your face fades and you dig your nails into your plam under the table.
“excuse me, i’m gonna run to the bathroom,” you say to no one in particular, catching nick’s eyes. he seems to notice your pleading gaze, and sends you a text after you’ve left the table
nick stromboli
you okay?
you lock yourself in the single bathroom and stand staring at your phone screen.
you
this is brutal
your mom is being sooo sweet but matt won’t even look at me
i feel like he's embarrassed
nick stromboli
he's actually the biggest idiot that ever lived
chris is lowk giving him a death stare rn
nick was being serious, chris staring at matt as marylou goes on about how nice you are.
nick elbows matt in the side and he looks over, more than slightly fed up.
“i think you should go check on y/n,” he whispers, making matt perk up a bit in worry.
“why?”
“i don’t think she’s feeling good,”
“oh, i hope she’s okay,” marylou interrupts herself.
“i’ll be right back,” matt stands from the table and walks to the bathroom, knocking on the door gently, “y/n/n? it’s me sweetheart,”
a slight panic drops through you as you push away from where you were leaning against the wall, trying to catch your breath.
“c’mon let me in, nick said you weren’t feeling good,” he knows you were nervous about tonight, and he’s hoping that’s all it is, that he can fix it.
you sigh, head tossed back to your shoulders as you breathe out before letting him in, hoping you look more composed than you feel.
“hey, you okay?” he asks gently, closing the door behind him.
“yeah, uh, i think i’m gonna go,” you mumble, looking away.
“what? d–do you want like a gingerale or something?” his brows are pinched and he’s reaching out for you. you step back without thinking about it. you don’t even notice you’d done it until you see the hurt look on his face. he reaches out again, slower this time.
“y/n…”
something in you clicks, or comes crashing down when his fingers brush your wrist, “i’m not your girlfriend matt, stop worrying about me like i am,”
he's a little bit stunned at that and pulls back, saying your name again.
“no, don’t do that, i heard what you said to the guys last week, and you keep telling me we’re causal and we can’t be anything but we’re at dinner with your fucking parents. i can’t keep prenteding to be your girlfriend, or–or that it doesn’t hurt, i just can’t do it anymore,”
there’s tears in your eyes you don’t notice until matt whispers, “don’t cry,”
“i’m going crazy,” you tell him, voice so soft, so fragile that his heart breaks a little bit.
“no you’re not, c’mon– we can work this out,” the words are so comforting, and normally he’s the one you’d run to for comfort, but he’s hurting you.
“are we gonna make it official, matt? or are we just gonna keep sleepingover at eachother’s houses four days a week and tell all our friend we aren’t dating?” you ask, pressing your fingertips underneath your eyes, “are we gonna do this for real or are you gonna keep telling your parents about me when you’re in boston, and–and keep coming to my house after midnight with take out just because i don’t wanna be alone working on assignments,” he doesn’t say anything, just stares at you with a solemn look, so you keep going.
“i can’t take the sorry fucking look chris keeps giving me when i’m walking out of your room, it hurts, matt,”
he steps forward finally, trying to make up for more than the physical space that separates you, “no, c’mon, just–just come back to the table. i’ll stay at yours tonight and we’ll talk about this,”
you hold back a scoff at the irony of him mentioning he’ll stay over, “i need an answer now.” you tell him. he’s gone back to standing a few feet away from you, not touching you anymore.
“an answer for what?”
“can you commit to this now? to me?” you feel like you’re pleading with him and you hate how desperate it is.
“we aren’t having this conversation in the bathroom right now, can we please just talk about it later?” matt asks.
you shake your head, “matt, we’ve been doing this for four months, i don’t wanna wait any longer, i’m not a toy.”
he stares at you, licking his lips. you stare back, suffocating in his silence. it’s all the answer you need.
“i’m gonna go,” you mutter, “tell your parents it was really nice to meet them, and that i’m sorry for leaving,” you add, looking away when you walk passed him to open the door.
you leave the restaurant and call an uber, hardly sparing a glance in the direction of his family’s table on your way out.
“is y/n okay?” jimmy asks when matt comes back alone.
matt shoves a hand into his hair to push it back, not meeting anybody’s eyes, “she went home, she wasn’t feeling good”
“and you didn’t offer to take her?” marylou scolds, sure she raised her son better than that.
“she didn’t want me to,” matt admits, defeated.
nick and chris share a look, knowing that isn’t the whole truth, or really the truth at all.
—
a few days later, after their parents had gone back to boston, matt’s shuffling into nick’s bedroom, where him and chris are laying on the bed on their phones.
matt looks a mess, hair wild and eyes sunken in. he’s been in his bedroom all day, blinds drawn and door latched shut
nick thinks he’s wearing a hoodie of yours, the faded smell of your perfume lingering when his brother walks in.
“…you okay?” nick asks, glancing up from his phone.
matt shakes his head and sits on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes with his fists, “i feel like fucking shit,” he admits, still looking down, “i hate that i hurt her,” he tells the two, as if his brothers weren’t already acutely aware, “i was trying so hard to keep from hurting her and i fucking did it anyway,” they wait for matt to finish, knowing he has a little more to say, “i was so fucking scared of making things offical that i lost her all together, she’s never gonna talk to me again,”
nick sighs and looks over at chris, the two of them sharing a sympathetic look before he moves forward and puts his arm around matt, who slumps against his shoulder, “that's not true,” nick says, “she probably should never talk to you again, but she’s a good person, and she’s our friend,”
“yeah, and she cares about you a lot, matt.” chris adds, sitting on the matt’s other side.
matt groans and covers his face, “i know, and that’s what sucks,” he wipes his palms over his face, “god, why was i so fucking stupid?”
“because you really like her,” chris offers, “and you’re gonna try and make it up to her…right?”
matt sits back up, staring at the wall, “i dunno, i want to, i don’t…” he takes a deep breath, willing the pit in his stomach to go away, “i’m more afraid of losing her all together than i was of any of that other shit, but i don’t know how to fix…this,” he says, dejected.
nick perks up, because he’s never seen matt half as lively as he is when he’s with you, or talking about you. he’s pretty sure matt was on his way to falling in love with you (if he hasn’t already) and refuses to let him lose hope,“i have an idea,” he says.
matt looks at his brother, desperate. the circles under his eyes a shade too dark, his cheeks sunken in, his lips chapped. nick continues.
“we’ll need waffles.”
—
it’s been over a week and a half since you walked out of the restaurant, and since you’d spoken to matt. nick’s been messaging you, asking if you’re okay and telling you he’s there for you. there’s been a bit of him telling you how stupid matt is, which you’d agreed with solemnly.
nick’s messaging you now. you’re posted up at your kitchen table trying to review for one of your exams, but more so warding off another wave of tears, pressing your fingertips into your eyes.
you pick up your phone to answer the message nick had sent, something about a sleepover at your place this weekend and a promise of a hannah montana binge, but there’s a knock at your door. you’re confused at first, wondering who’s at your door this late.
“did you order food?” you ask your roommate as you get up, looking in through the crack of her barely opened door. her headphones are on and she's hunched over a textbook with a highlighter, oblivious to any visitors.
your heartbeat speeds up a little bit as you begin to think about who’s on the other side. with a huff you look through the peephole, met with a slightly distorted image of matt anxiously shifting his weight from foot to foot.
he keeps looking down the hallway and biting the inside of his cheek. he’s holding something. a paper bag in one hand and a bouquet of delicately wrapped flowers in the other.
you turn the lock, hand shaking a little bit as the door swings open. he whips his head from where he was looking down the hall to the now open door, your eyes locking immediately.
“matt,” you whisper, not even meaning to say it.
he stares at you for a second, seemingly forgetting any words he would have said for a second before holding up the bag.
“i brought waffles.”
—
“please let me in,” he says breathlessly, as if he was holding his breath waiting for you to open the door. “i know i probably don’t deserve a chance, and you probably don’t wanna hear me out, but…but please,” he licks his lips, grip tightening on the stems of the flowers, (you didn’t think he was listening when you told him your favourites all those months ago) “i miss you,” it’s quiet, the way he says it. he’s pleading with you.
there’s an ache in your chest, you’re trying not to mistake his tenderness for pity. and yet you still find yourself letting him in.
“okay,” it takes so little convincing. you missed him too.
there’s little talking at first, mostly just you and matt grabbing plates down and dishing yourselves out. he went to your favourite diner, because of course he did. the waffles are still warm and are making your kitchen smells like butter and sausage. you move your books and laptop out of the way to make room for the two of you to sit, elbows touching when you start to eat.
you’re half way through your first waffle when matt speaks up. you could feel him staring, his body half turned towards you in his chair. some of your hair falls into your face and his finger twitches before you tuck it away. all he wants to do it touch you. hold you, kiss you, anything. he’s such a jerk.
“i’m sorry,”
you freeze for a second, still facing away from him. after you finish chewing you set your fork down and turn slowly, finally looking him in the eyes. the blue has grown a shade too dark, melancholic.
“for what?” you ask stupidly, just needing to know how he’s felt about it all.
“fuck, everything?” he says, forcefully pushing his hair away from his eyes.
you shake your head and turn back to your plate.
“y/n,” he sighs, “c’mon look at me,”
you do, but it hurts.
“i’m sorry for what happened at the restaurant, and i’m sorry things got so out of hand and–and that…this went on for so long,” he gestures between the two of you, fixing his wild hair again.
“this?” you ask, voice breaking, thinking the worst, that he regrets it all, that it’s over. it’s really over.
“this stupid fucking dance we’ve been doing for four months, it’s crazy. it was always crazy.”
you huff, probably a little bit too dramatically as you shift to face him fully, “matt, what are you saying?”
“i’m saying that i like you! and it was so stupid to fucking…dilute that becuase i was scared or some shit,” the latter end of his sentence loses volume, he’s getting shy again.
“but–but you just wanted to be casual–” you start, looking down at your crossed legs.
“no, i never wanted to be fucking casual, i was just…. fuck i was just scared.” he says around a mouthful of waffle. the air smells like syrup.
“i wanna be with you all the time, i like you so much– i just– at first i didn’t want things to be weird between us, which is why i thought a relationship was the wrong idea, but then we started…doing relationship things and it only got better.” he starts, messing with his hair and pushing his food around his plate, “after i stopped being so afraid of that i just, i got scared of another thing,” he finally looks up at you, eyes a little sad, a little heavy.
you can tell that he knows how he’s made you feel, and despite that you hate that he’s sad. you never want him to be sad.
matt continues, “i’d hate for you to get hurt because of my fans, and i knew it was gonna be hard to keep things private, to keep things…ours. i thought that was something i didn't wanna do or i wasn't ready for but…” he sighs, cutting himself off and taking in another big breath. you want to reach out and rub his back, knowing he’s anxious and just trying to calm himself down.
“you being mad at me i can deal with,” he starts again, “you being mad, or–or upset because of me, is harder to handle, but fuck, not having you at all? that's worse than anything else we’d have to face,” he looks up, dead into your eyes to make sure you understand the weight of what he’s about to say, “together.”
“matt…” you whisper. you’ve forgotten about the food. it’s getting cold but it doesn’t matter.
he shakes his head before meeting your eyes again, “i’d rather go through all that bullshit with you than go through nothing without you,” he sounds so sincere that you think your heart skips a beat.
“what are you—”
“i wanna do this. for real.” he nods once, watching you closely.
“do you mean that?” he hates how doubtful you sound and he hates that he’s the one to have put all that doubt there. he thinks you might cry.
“y–yeah of course i mean it. i should have said it a long time ago, and if it makes you feel any better nick’s been giving me shit for like, two months, and i think chris wanted to beat me up last week.” he offers you half a smile, hoping you’ll give one back.
instead you breathe out laugh. he basks in it.
“i want you to be my girlfriend,” you’re looking down again and your hair falls from it’s place behind your ear. he doesn’t stop himself this time, nimble, ring adorned finger pushing it back, “i wanna be your boyfriend,”
you look up at him, studying his face for a second before you speak. he looks tired and a little worn, like he’s been thinking too much and too hard and worrying even more.
“yeah?” you finally say.
matt smiles at you. he has such a pretty smile.
“yeah.” he nods, smiling now.
“so we’re not just casual?”
matt scoffs out a laugh and stands. you stand too and he wraps his arms around you, tucking his chin atop your head when your arms go over his shoulders. he kisses your hair and breathes you in, the lingering scent of your shampoo and your perfume and you. it’s all over his clothes and his sheets, but nothing beats having you in his arms again.
“we were never just causal,” he assures you, as if you didn’t know.
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The Elevator Game Gone Wrong PT.2 [M.S]
type: fic!
pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader
warnings: VERY long, sfw, fluffy, alternate universe, paranormal activity, getting an attachment, seeing spirits, elevators
summary: As you and the triplets join Sam and Colby in investigating the most haunted hotel in Texas, the two ghost hunters suggest that Matt participates in a ritual called The Elevator Game. Little did everyone know that the ritual would actually work and your boyfriend would get stuck in another part of existence.
notes: part two is finally here ! hope you guys enjoy it ^^ I really did NOT expect the first part to get so much attention but tysm for all the love ! I appreciate all of you very much <33 also, yes thats how this fic is gonna end there will NOT be a part three ;3 anywho, happy reading !
WC: 8969
PT1
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“Matt?” You call out, your voice echoing rather loudly inside the empty elevator. You feel tears prick your eyes as you crouch down and take the discarded camera and horse necklace up off the floor. You practically cradle them both to your chest and shut your eyes tightly, your mind starting to spin as you begin to spiral.
This can’t be happening.
The stupid ritual actually worked and Matt is gone.
He’s stuck, by himself, in another plane of existence and you have no idea how to help him escape it.
You should’ve persuaded him to not go. You should’ve been a good girlfriend and held him back. (As mean and selfish as that sounds)
I mean if you didn’t let him go in the elevator the second time, this wouldn’t have happened right? Hell, if you didn’t let him go in the elevator period none of this would’ve happened.
Sam and Colby probably would’ve gone in the elevator together. They could handle it, right? Of course, they could! They fucking professional ghost hunters for crying out loud!
Forget about them… Matt is gone. Your boyfriend is gone and the chance of seeing him again is slim to none. What the fuck are you gonna do?
You feel your chest tighten as you feel a lump form in your throat. As tears begin to cascade down your cheeks at a slow pace, you find it more difficult to breathe. Maybe it was because of the small space you were in or how your clothes were starting to become rather unbearable.
Who are you kidding, Matt is fucking gone.
You feel your chest tighten as you struggle to take air inside your lungs. The feeling made you panic more than you already were and you found yourself crawling back on your hands until your back hit the wall of the elevator. You hurriedly set the camera down next to you and begin to claw at your chest as you bring your knees up to your chest.
As more choked sobs escape your lips, the muffled sound of footsteps approaches you. You see a tall figure in your peripheral vision but can’t distinguish who it is. Everything was so blurry and you couldn’t hear a thing except for your heartbeat that began beating loudly in your eardrums.
You flinch rather harshly when you feel someone wrap their arms around you. You keep your head down as you allow the person to bring you against their chest.
“y/n.” The person calls. They tap your shoulder a few times to get you to look up at them. At the sight of an all too familiar mop of red hair, you find yourself relaxing a little. “There you are! Look, I need you to listen to my voice okay? Can you hear me?” Nick asks, his voice nothing but soft as he looks down at your trembling frame. It takes a moment for you to register the male’s question but when it finally clicks, you slowly nod your head.
“Okay, I need you to try your best and follow my breathing okay? Chris went to the car to grab some headphones and he’ll be back but as of right now, we need to try to ground ourselves okay? I’m right here. Just try to follow me.”
You manage to focus your still slightly blurry vision on Nick’s mouth and wait for him to start going through a few simple deep breathing exercises before you attempt to follow. The moment you try to inhale, you immediately begin to cough your heart out. You shake your head with a small whimper and lean your head against the redhead’s bicep as you feel your heart tighten.
“No, no, no. y/n, we need to try again. Come on, lift your head please.” Nick leans back a little to get you off him before he gently cups the side of your face, the sight of your tear-stained cheeks and pained expression as you begin hyperventilating breaking his heart. “Where the fuck is Chris? Does that mother fucker not know how to unlock a car and find a single pair of fucking headphones?” Nick looks behind him and locks eyes with Colby who’s looking down at the two of you worriedly.
“He’s coming!” Sam exclaims, heavy exhales escaping his lips as he runs back to the three of you.
“Fucking finally. God, my grandmother would be faster than his ass and she’s half fucking blind.” Colby smacks both of his hands over his face to muffle his laughter as Sam giggles and covers his mouth with his hand. Nick smiles softly and focuses his attention back on you as Chris runs up to the four of you.
“Here. I could only find yours.” The younger pants out as he holds the redhead’s Apple headphones out in front of him.
“That’s fine. What took you so fucking long?” Nick grumbles as he takes the headphones with his left hand and hurriedly digs in his pocket with the other.
“I couldn’t find the car.” Nick quickly looks up and sends a glare to Chris who’s rubbing his nape and looking down at his shoes.
“Of course you couldn’t.” After taking his phone out, the redhead quickly connects his headphones and opens up Spotify. “y/n look at me for a second. I need to put these on you.” You hesitantly comply and lift your head to allow the male to gently set his headphones on your head. After ensuring they’re comfortably over your ears, he quickly searches for a playlist that you and he often listen to and pushes play. The moment the soft beats of Halley’s Comet by Billie Eilish fill your ears, you find yourself claiming down nearly instantly.
You shut your eyes and allow yourself to get absorbed in the music as you lean against Nick again. You feel the latter wrap his arms around you in a tight embrace, one of his hands softly hitting your back in a steady rhythm. Your heartbeat begins to follow the beat made and you soon find yourself calming down. When you’re finally able to breathe properly, you let out a soft exhale and slowly open your eyes.
“Thank you, Nick.” You mumble softly, a faint sniffle coming shortly after your comment.
“Of course,” Nick replies with a small smile. The boys allow you to take a few minutes to get yourself together before you pull away from Nick’s embrace and pull the headphones off your head and set them around your neck. The redhead intently watches as you stand up to your feet, his eyes watching your every move as you heavily exhale and look down at Matt’s horse necklace in your hand.
“We need to get him back. I don’t care what we have to do, I need him back.” You state as you lift your head and look at Sam and Colby who are a few steps away from you.
“I don’t really know how to hit the rewind button on this ritual per se. I didn’t think it’d work so I didn’t bother looking up how to bring something back.” Sam says as he looks down and rubs his nape, his lips forming into a straight line as he stares at the floor.
“Well if you guys don’t figure out a way to get Matt back, I will not hesitate to do this stupid ritual over and over again until it takes me to the same universe he’s in. I'm sorry if I sound like a total jackass but I literally can’t live without Matt. And neither can Chris and Nick. We all need him back”
“Sam and I will scavenge the internet to try to find a way to fix this, promise. But as for right now, we need all of you guys to get out of the elevator.” Colby says, his voice soft as he mentions for you and Nick to step out. You exhale heavily and gently nod your head before you walk out of the elevator, Nick following close behind you.
You immediately make your way over to Chris who’s sitting on a bench across from the elevator. You look over at the male after sitting next to him and gently tap his knee to snap him out of the faint daze he’s in. After a moment, the male finally looks over at you and a frown immediately takes over your features at the sight of the male’s tear-filled eyes.
“Oh Chris…” You mumble. You quickly wrap an arm around the latter’s shoulder to pull him against your side. When you do, the male doesn’t hesitate to bury his face in your neck.
“I want Matt back.” Chris mumbles, his voice breaking slightly as he bites back the tears threatening to spill from his glossy eyes.
“I know. We all do.” As you begin to rub comforting circles on Chris’ back, Nick takes a seat on the other side of the male and joins your attempts of calming him down.
“Hey, guys?” Colby calls, his voice echoing in the elevator and seeping out into the hall.
“What’s up? You find something else?” Sam asks as he quickly makes his way over to the male.
“Yes, actually. I found a note under the camera but I can’t decipher it for the life of me.”
“What?” You quickly pick your head up and look over at Colby who’s stepping out of the elevator and looking intently at the camera in his hand. “Lemme see.”
The ghost hunter makes his way over to you and takes a small sheet of yellow paper off the bottom of the camera. You watch as his eyes skim over it a few more times before he hands it to you. Colby was right. On the small yellow sheet was horrible handwriting that was in…
Crayon?
“It looks like a kid wrote it.” You say, your eyes squinting as you try your best to decipher the words written.
“A kid?” Nick asks as he and Chris quickly turn around to look at you. Both boys lean closer to get a better look at the note in your hand, the same bewildered expressions appearing on their faces as they stare at the writing.
“Yall don’t think that Samantha wrote it, right?” Chris asks as he rips his gaze away from the note to look up at Sam and Colby who are already looking down at the three of you.
“I’m not sure... How could she send a note to us?” Sam asks as he crosses his arms over his chest, his face deep in thought as he also stares down at the note in your hand.
“Wait, is the onvoy still out?” You ask as you hand the note to Nick who has his hand out in front of him, gesturing you to give him the small piece of paper.
“Yeah, it’s right here,” Colby replies as he walks over to the said device that has been discarded in the middle of the floor. “You wanna ask something?”
“Yes please.” Colby gently nods his head and sets the onvoy next to you on the bench. You force your lips together in a straight line, a sudden surge of fear filling your veins as you stare down at the device. After inhaling and exhaling deeply, you ask your question.
“Samantha, are you the one that wrote the note that’s under the camera?”
Silence fills the lobby the moment the question escapes your lips. You take a glance up at Colby before you turn your attention back to the onvoy, nervousness filling your body as you begin to hear your heartbeat loudly in your ears.
Why isn’t it-
Your thought gets cut off when you feel a quick jab on the side of your thigh. Your breath quickly hitches as you flinch and quickly turn around, fear glossing over your eyes as you move closer to Chris. The moment you go to open your mouth to say something, the sound of the onvoy dinging alters the five of you. You quickly turn your head around at the sound and lean in closer to the onvoy to read the glowing response.
“It says yes.” You read, quickly leaning away from the device after you feel a cold shiver run down your spine.
“Wait, how the hell did she get the note to us?” Colby asks as he picks up the device and switches it off.
“I have no clue. And I kinda don’t wanna know so.” You reply, your voice trailing off as you hug your torso.
“I know what this says,” Nick states as he holds the yellow note in between his fingers. At the male’s statement, you and the rest of the boys quickly look over at him.
“What does it say?” Chris asks as he leans against the redhead’s shoulder, smiling slightly as he manages to make him fall back a little.
“It says mirror room but it’s just horribly misspelled. I mean it makes sense since Samantha is a literal child but.” Nick replies, a faint grunt escaping his lips as he pushes Chris off him and sits upright.
“Mirror room?” Sam repeats, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he takes a glance over at Colby.
“Is she talking about the Maximilian room inside The Mezzanine?” Chris asks, his head slightly tilting to the side as he looks up at the two ghost hunters in front of him. The moment the question escapes Chris’ lips, a small giggle escapes you at the feeling of two pokes coming in contact with your side again.
“Samantha, I am not built for this, please do this to Chris. He’s right here.” You beg as you quickly slam your arm firmly against your side. When you use your free hand to gently pat the younger triplet’s shoulder, the male’s face grows pale as his eyes widen in pure fear.
“Why would you say that?” Chris asks through gritted teeth. “Samantha, she doesn’t mean it. Please keep messing with her, not me.”
“Wait, maybe Samantha is trying to communicate with us through y/n. You know, considering how she touched her immediately after Chris asked the question.” Colby says as he points a single finger towards you and he looks over at the blonde next to him.
“Samantha, if you would like to communicate with us through y/n instead of the onvoy, could you poke her two times for us?” Sam asks, his question causing your jaw to drop to the floor.
“Guys, this is fucked uP-!” You say, your speech getting cut off by you giggling at the feeling of two pokes being delivered on your side. Your giggles soon turn into a small whine as you cover your face with both your hands and lean against Chris’ arm.
“Did she poke you once or twice?” Sam asks.
“Twice.” You grumble in response. “This is so fucked up why me out of all of us?”
Sam shrugs in response. “Not sure. But at least we know how to communicate with her better.” Colby nods his head at the blonde’s comment as he lands a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Now, Samantha, would you like us to go to the Maximilian room inside The Mezzanine? Remember, one poke no, two pokes yes.”
The moment the question is asked, you feel Chris jerk away from you, a stream of panicked giggles spewing from his lips as he reaches for Nick.
“Thank you, Samantha.” You say aloud, a small smile visible on your lips as you look over at the two boys next to you.
“Did she poke you, Chris?” Colby asks, a small laugh escaping him as he watches the latter hurriedly rub his left side.
“Yeah. Twice.” Chris replies, a frown forming on his lips as sends a quick glare in your direction. At the male’s intense look, you give him an innocent smile and quickly jab your hand into his side. A chuckle escapes you when Chris lets out a choked laugh and stumbles off the bench. “Bro, this isn’t funny!” The male exclaims as he lays on the floor and covers his face with his hands.
“It’s a little funny,” Nick says with a smile as he bends down to reach the younger male on the floor. He lands a quick poke near Chris’ underarm and giggles when the male squeals and rolls away from him. “Dude, you squeal like a little girl.”
“Nick, I will fucking rock your shit. Don’t play with me right now.” Chris says through gritted teeth as he sits up and leans against his arms. Nick raises his hands in defense and takes a seat closer to you as Sam walks up to the male on the floor.
“Come on, I think we should head over to The Mezzanine,” Sam says as he holds his hand out in front of him. Chris looks up at the blonde for a moment, a small smile sneaking onto his lips as he grabs his hand and allows the male to help him to his feet. “y/n you wanna lead the way?”
You slide your tongue over your teeth as you look over at Sam, your stomach churning out of anxiousness before you quickly avert your gaze from him to Nick. When you turn to the male, the redhead gives you an encouraging smile and gets up. The moment he holds his hand out for you, you smile widely and grab it as you follow suit in getting up.
“Yeah. Let's head over there.”
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“Okay, someone go in first I don’t fuck with the dark.” You say. After a few minutes of searching the hotel, you and the boys managed to find the Maximilian room inside The Mezzanine. The moment you walked up to the doors and saw that the room was pitch black inside, you quickly backed away and walked behind Nick and grabbed both of his arms, basically making him your shield.
“Hell no, I'm not going in first either!” Nick exclaims as he turns around and puts you back in front of him.
“God, y'all are a bunch of pussys,” Chris mumbles as he walks past you and Nick to get to the door. After swiftly opening it, the male enters the large room and begins his short search for the light switch. Upon finding it, the boy turns all the lights on with a single flick of the finger. “Yall coming in or what?”
“Yeah, yeah, we’re coming.” You mumble, sending a look to Nick before you join Chris inside the room. As the rest of the boys trail behind you, you begin to wander deeper inside the room, your eyes staying glued onto the mirrors as you quickly observe them.
“Okay, now why would Samantha bring us here? It’s just a room full of mirrors.” Nick asks, his eyes following your frame as you continue to walk around the room.
“Maybe she left another note?” Colby suggests as he sets his backpack and camera down on the floor against the wall.
“Let’s start looking around the-“
“Matt?” At your sudden exclamation, all the boys quickly whip their heads around in your direction. They silently watch as you run up to the mirror at the end of the room with wide eyes before they all run up after you.
“What happened?” Nick asks as he stops behind you and sets both his hands on your shoulders.
“I saw Matt in the mirror.” You say, stumbling over your words slightly as you point to the mirror in front of you. “I managed to catch a glimpse of his hair before he walked to the left.”
“Are you sure you saw him?” Colby asks, his voice holding a sense of uncertainty as he raises an eyebrow and looks up at the mirror in front of all of you.
“I swear on my life it was Matt! I could recognize his ass from a mile away!” You slip away from the group to walk to the mirror to your left. The mirror that Matt walked towards. You stand in front of the said mirror and your hold on his horse necklace tightens as you desperately look around the glass.
You needed to prove to the guys that you weren’t seeing things. They probably think you're going insane right now and you can’t have that.
The moment you go to walk to the next mirror, you feel a small tug on your sleeve. You quickly jump away with wide eyes and cover the area where you got touched.
“Samantha is that you?” You call out, your statement drawing the attention to the group of boys still standing in front of the other mirror. At the feeling of two small pokes on your knee, you heavily exhale and nod your head softly. “Can I see Matt in the mirrors?” Another two pokes. “See! She said yes!”
“But how is that possible? You can’t see another person in a mirror unless they’re in front of it.” Sam says as he walks up to you, the rest of the boys following close behind him.
“I have no idea how it’s possible but Samantha confirmed that I’m not going crazy.” You don't wait for the blonde to stop in front of you before you walk off to the next mirror. Sam stops in his tracks and looks back at Colby, a look of uncertainty clear on his face as he locks eyes with the male. The latter simply shrugs in response and pats the blonde’s shoulder before he, Nick, and Chris follow you.
“Matt?” You call you again, your eyes desperately searching the mirrors in hopes of seeing your boyfriend again. You let out a frustrated huff when you reach the end of the wall. No Matt here. You quickly turn on your heels to begin your search on the other wall. The moment you walk up to the first mirror, your breath gets caught in your throat when your eyes land on an all too familiar mop of chocolate brown hair. “MATT!”
You run up to the mirror showcasing your boyfriend curled up in a tight ball against a wall with both of his arms covering his head. The closer you got to the mirror, the more you could faintly make out his rapid and labored breaths.
“Matt?” You shout as you delicately set your fingertips on the glass. You watch with wide eyes as Matt quickly looks up and whips his head around, trying to find who called him.
“Hello?” The male calls out, his voice sounding rather muffled as he hurriedly stands up.
“Matt it’s me, y/n! Can you hear me?”
“y/n?..”
At the sound of quickening footsteps approaching you, you quickly turn around to see all the boys coming up to you. The same shocked expression can be seen on all of their faces as they look up at the mirror.
“It’s fucking Matt.” Chris breathes, tears welling up in his eyes as he grabs onto Nick’s bicep.
“How the hell…” Colby mumbles.
“Matt!” Nick shouts as he drags Chris up to where you are standing directly in front of the mirror.
“Nick?” Matt calls, his voice wavering slightly as he clutches his clothed chest.
“Matt, we’re all here. Me, Nick, Chris, Sam, and Colby. Can you see us?” You ask. You all watch as Matt rubs his eyes with his palms and looks around aimlessly.
“No...” Matt replies sadly as a frown overtakes his lips.
“Matt, do you see a mirror anywhere by any chance?” Sam asks as he and Colby walk closer to the mirror.
“Umm…” Matt’s voice trails off as he begins to walk around. The moment he goes to walk outside of the mirror, you all yell at him.
“NO, MATT!” You all exclaim in unison. The male jumps at y’all’s exclamation and quickly walks back to where he was.
“Look in front of you,” Chris instructs, a small giggle escaping him as he watches his brother cross his arms over his chest with a frustrated exhale. Matt complies and looks straight ahead, his eyes widening slightly when his gaze lands on a small mirror with a black frame.
“I see one!” Matt exclaims as he quickly runs up to it. As he does so, he nearly takes up the entire space of the mirror the five of you are looking in, his tall frame looking over you guys as he scans the mirror on his side. You and the boys immediately begin to back up to get a better view of the male, small chuckles escaping a few of you at the sight of Matt mimicking a mine as he sets his hands on the glass.
“Can you see us in-“ You cut yourself off when Matt suddenly yelps and jumps to the side.
“What the fuc-“ The male starts, cutting himself off when he looks to his side and sees something.
“What happened?” You ask, worry washing over you as you see Matt take a few steps back, his eyes wide in fear.
“Samantha’s next to me.”
“WHAT?” Chris exclaims, his jaw-dropping as he quickly whips his head around to face Sam and Colby, the two sharing the same expression as him.
“Wait, we can’t see her,” Nick says, his eyebrows furrowing together as he over at the space that Matt is looking down at. You watch intently as Matt reaches his hand next to him, your eyes widening when you see a yellow sheet of paper appear in his hand moments later.
“That’s the same sheet that was under the camera,” Colby states, earning a small head nod from you and the other boys.
“Thanks,” Matt says slowly. You see the male smile slightly before he looks down at the paper in his hand. “Awh, this is wonderful Samantha thank you.”
“What’d she give you?” The moment the question slips out of Sam’s lips, Matt flips the paper over and holds it against the mirror, allowing the five of you to see it. You can’t help the large smile appearing on your lips when your eyes land on the shark drawn with a blue crayon on the yellow sheet of paper.
“Awh, that’s so cute!” Chris gushes as he jumps a few times.
“Do they like it?” You hear a small voice ask. Collective gasps emit from you and the boys the second you guys hear the voice.
“Yes, they love it,” Matt confirms with a smile. A small, high-pitched giggle rings through your ears before Matt faces the mirror again. “Guys I'm fucking petrified here please bring me back.”
“We’re not finding anything on how to get you back, Matt,” Colby says, a frown appearing on his lips. Matt covers his face with both his hands as a shaky exhale escapes him. You find yourself shaking your head slightly as you force your lips together and dig your hand in your pocket to take your phone out. The moment you unlock the device, you feel a sudden weight on your shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Nick says softly, his minty breath fanning over the right side of your face as he peers down at your phone.
“Trying to find a way on how to bring Matt back.” You reply, your thumbs quickly tapping the screen as you google the ritual Matt did in the elevator. Silence fills the room as you type away on your phone, your eyebrows knitting together as a determined and focused expression spreads across your face.
“Home?” You quickly pick your head up the second Samantha’s voice fills your ears. You watch Matt remove his hands from his face, your expression falling into one of worry at the sight of your boyfriend’s glossy eyes, before he looks down at the space he was looking at previously.
“What was that?” Matt asks softly, a small sniffle escaping him as he quickly wipes away the tear that escapes his eye.
“You wanna go home?” You hear Samantha ask.
“Yes, I really wanna go home,” Matt replies as he furiously nods his head.
“You don’t belong here?”
“No, I don’t. I belong somewhere else.”
“Where?”
“Just somewhere else.”
“With y/n?” You feel your heart skip a beat the moment your name escapes the little girl’s lips.
Matt’s eyes widen and his words get caught in his throat for a moment before he hurriedly replies. “Yes with y/n. With my two brothers and friends too.”
“How did you get here if you don’t belong here?”
“I decided to play a little game that I shouldn’t have played by myself.”
“What game?”
“Just a little game in the elevator.”
“Oh! I know that one!”
Matt’s face falls into one of worry the moment Samantha answers. “You do?..” Matt asks, his voice trailing off as he takes a glance over at the mirror next to him.
“Yes! I like to play it with my friends! We get to go somewhere else if it works! It’s a lot of fun.”
“Wait, do you know how to take me back to where I belong then?”
“You belong in the place where me and my friends go?”
“Yes! Yes, I do.” As you hear the small girl hum softly, you quickly turn around to look back at the boys behind you.
“She knows about the elevator game.” You say, your voice soft and low as you try to not get Samantha to hear you.
“Let’s hope she knows how to send Matt back,” Chris adds as he begins to nibble on his bottom lip.
“I think so.” You hear Samantha say. You could tell she was rather unsure with her reply due to her voice going up a few octaves at the end of her sentence.
“Could you try to send me back, please?” Matt asks as he looks down at the girl, a pleading expression clear on his face.
“Yeah! Come with me!” Without allowing the male to get another word out, Samantha grabs Matt’s hand and pulls him away and out of the mirror. The second the male vanishes, your face drops and you quickly turn around to face the boys behind you.
“We have to go back to the lobby. Now.” You state, giving all the males a stern look before you exit the Maximilian.
“y/n, wait up!” Nick exclaims as he begins to run after you, the other three boys soon running after the both of you.
Matt’s POV
The constant colors of blue and yellow have been blinding my vision the entire time I’ve gotten to this universe. This world is a replica of the regular world apart from the fact that the majority of this world is in those two colors. While wandering around this universe’s hotel, I did encounter a hallway that was a different color. However, I didn't think about walking down it considering how it was a deep red color. And if my representations of colors were correct, I know that you should always stray away from red since it’s often tied to danger.
Honestly speaking, I didn’t expect this elevator ritual to work so when it did, I had a full-blown freakout. I mean, why would I not? I’m in a different universe and couldn’t contact anyone. Not to mention how the camera I was using to record myself and my horse necklace completely vanished into thin air the second I got ‘transferred’ over here.
Adding to my list of things I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect to be able to see hundreds of spirits walking around. No one seemed to care about how I was there and kept going on their merry way, floating around the hotel grounds as I wandered around like a lost child in a grocery store. I almost gave up on my search trying to figure out where the hell I was and how to get out but when I heard y/n’s voice, I gained a little bit of hope. But the fact that I couldn’t see her and the rest of the guys frustrated me heavily. And they could somehow see me? I have no idea how that makes sense but I didn’t even bother asking because I was sure they wouldn’t have an answer.
My first encounter with Samantha while I was talking with y/n was absolutely terrifying. The little girl that I saw in a painting was standing next to me and communicating with me. She had a bright yellow aura surrounding her, which was a great contrast to the other spirits who held a dull gray one. I’m assuming that she was the only one who had this aura because she’s a kid and still has that child-like innocence to her. But the moment she mentioned that she and her friends played the elevator game for fun, I could not believe my ears.
I mean, she doesn’t know better and probably thinks it’s all fun and games but to me, it’s the complete opposite. That little game of hers got me here in the first place. Now, I'm not blaming her because she's a literal child and has no control over this but the elevator game being fun??? That’s just mind-boggling.
“Wait, where are we going?” I ask, my eyes squinting as Samantha’s aura begins to blind me.
“The elevator, silly!” The little girl replies, a small giggle emitting from her smiley lips as she continues to drag me down the blue and yellow hallways. A small sigh escapes my lips as I continue to let Samantha lead me to the first floor, thankfully with the use of the stairs, and to the lobby where the elevators were. “Get in!” With a small push of a button, the elevator doors open to reveal a purple-filled space with blotches of yellow coating the brims of the elevator walls.
“Good to know there’s no red in here,” I mumble under my breath.
“What did you say?” Samantha quickly turns around on her heels, her dress momentarily twirling around her as she looks up at me with large doe eyes.
“Nothing.” I give the girl a small smile before I enter the elevator. I immediately excuse myself to go to the corner as Samantha enters right after me. As she walked up to the panel of buttons, I could faintly hear her humming a soft tune, her body subconsciously swaying along to the tune. After pushing the button for the first floor, she turns back around and walks up to me.
“Will you come back to visit me?” Samantha asks with a large toothy grin. I feel my heart ache as the small girl looks up at me. As I force my lips into a straight line, I begin to have a small mental battle about whether or not I should be honest with her.
“I’m not sure, Sammy. I really wanna go back home.” I reply softly.
“Can I come with you?” The moment Samantha asks me that question, I feel my heart drop. Panic immediately fills my body as I blink down at the girl in front of me.
“No, I'm sorry. You need to stay here with your friends. They’ll miss you if you don’t come back.”
As Samantha’s smile forms into a pout, the elevator dings faintly before the doors open. I watch as the small girl turns around and goes to push the next floor, her pout not faltering.
“y/n seems nice,” Samantha says softly as she makes her way back to me.
“She is a wonderful girl. I’m very lucky to have her in my life.” I comment as my lips form into another large smile.
“I think she’s scared of me.” My smile falls into a slight frown as I look down at Samantha.
“What makes you think that?”
“Every time I try to get her attention, she always looks so scared. She hasn’t looked as scared the last few times I poked her but I know she’s scared of me.” As Samantha picks her head up to look at me, I feel my heart shatter as I take in her large and glossy doe eyes. “Am I scary?”
“Oh no, not at all Sammy.” The moment I open my arms, Samantha runs closer to me and crashes into me. As I wrap my arms around her and gently pat her head, the small girl nuzzles her face into my stomach.
“Are you sure?” Samantha asks, her voice cracking as tears begin to run down her small face.
“I’m sure, sweetheart. You are not scary at all. In fact, you are quite adorable and so sweet.” I reassure the girl as I begin to run her back comfortingly. As Samantha sniffles softly, the faint ding of the elevator doors opening causes me to lift my head. I let out a small sigh before I bend down and lift the girl into my arms. As I make my way over to the panel of buttons, Samantha wraps her arms around my neck and rests her head against my shoulder.
Carrying this small kid has to be the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced. She practically weighs nothing and my skin is tingling.
Why am I tingling?..
“Hey, Sam?” I call, my index finger gently poking the said girl’s side. I smile softly when she squirms away with a high-pitched giggle.
“Yes?” Samantha replies as she lifts her head off my shoulder to look over at me.
“What floor do we go to next?”
“Six!”
“Alright, thank you.” Samantha hums softly in response and returns to her spot on my shoulder. After I push the bottom to the sixth floor, I walk back to the corner I was previously at. Comfortable silence fills the elevator as I continue to hold Samantha close against me, her soft breath tickling my neck as she begins to faintly hum the same tune from earlier.
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Your POV
You find yourself pacing back and forth in front of the elevator as Salt In The Wound by boygenius fills your ears. You can see Sam and Colby talking to one another in your peripheral vision, however you can’t make out their voices due to the headphones on your head.
You had no idea how to wrap your head around what happened 15 minutes ago. You thought you lost Matt for good yet you were able to talk with him through a mirror. The whole thing sorta of reminded you of Bloody Mary but minus all the scary aspects. The fact that Matt was able to physically see and communicate with Samantha while he was in the other universe was pretty shocking to you. You hope that the girl will stay true to her word and help your boyfriend back in this world.
God knows you desperately need him back.
You get snapped out of your pacing and your daze by a small tap on your shoulder. You flinch rather harshly and rip the headphones off your head, your eyes mimicking those of a deer caught in headlights as you stare wide-eyed at the person who tapped you.
“Fucking hell, Chris. You scared the shit out of me.” You say as you clutch your chest.
“My bad.” Chris apologizes with a small smile. “Nick wants you to eat something.” At the male’s statement, you turn your head and immediately make eye contact with Nick who’s holding his hand out, an open pack of fruit snacks on the palm of his hand. At the sight of the snack, your mouth shapes into a small oval before you scurry over to the redhead and take a seat next to him. The moment the male hands you the pack, you shoot him a large toothy grin before you indulge in the snack.
“I can’t be the only one who can’t believe what just happened,” Colby says as he rubs the side of his face with his hand.
“No, I can’t either. That was fucking insane.” Nick agrees as he quickly points over to the male before he fishes another pack of fruit snacks from his pocket.
“It reminded me of Bloody Mary a little bit. You know since they both deal with mirrors.” Sam chimes in as he nibbles on a single club cracker.
“Me too!” You exclaim, a hand coming up to cover your mouth as you continue chewing on your gummies.
“Do you guys really think that Samantha will help Matt? I mean, she is a little kid after all.” Nick asks as he stuffs a few fruit snacks in his mouth.
“I don’t know but I hope she’s able to bring him back.” You reply as you sigh gently and continue chewing.
“Hey guys?” Chris calls. You and the rest of the boys quickly look over at the male who’s looking at the elevator with slightly wide eyes.
“What’s up?” Sam asks as he lifts himself off the wall he’s leaning against to walk over to the youngest triplet.
“Was the elevator always on the fifth floor?” Your head quickly turns to look over at the number atop the elevator. And low and behold was the number five shining brightly above the golden doors.
“Wait, why is it blue?” You ask, your eyebrows furrowing as you stare at the bluish glow emitting around the number. “Wasn’t it always white?”
“Yeah, it was…” Colby replies, his voice trailing off as he takes a stand next to you. “That’s weird.”
The moment you go to fix your gaze back to the half-empty pack of gummy snacks in your hand, the sound of Chris gasping rather loudly causes you to pick your head up again.
“What’d I miss?” You ask quickly as you look over at the male.
“The number is going down,” Chris replies as he points up to the number shining brightly atop of elevator doors. Your eyes widen the moment that statement escapes Chris’ lips and you quickly look over at the elevator again.
“What the actual fuck…” You hear Nick mumble next to you. You feel your heart beat loudly in your ears as you watch the number above the elevator slowly go down. The moment the number one appears, your eyes quickly shift over to the elevator doors. You had no idea what was happening but you knew that the elevator arrived at the floor all of you were currently on. It could be that another person is taking the elevator and they’re coming to the lobby but why was it stuck on the fifth floor?
You get pulled out of your thoughts when you hear a small ding coming from the elevator. Subconsciously, you reach over to Nick and grab his hand for mental support as you hear your heartbeat quicken in your ears. After a few moments, the elevator doors slowly begin to open. After it finally opens halfway and you don’t see anyone, your gaze falls back to the pack of fruit gummies in your hand.
Stupid fucking haunted ele-
“MATT!” You hear Nick exclaim, his hold on your hand vanishing as he quickly gets up and runs to the elevator. You quickly pick your head up at the mention of your boyfriend’s name and see all the boys rushing inside the elevator. Your mind seems to lag for a minute as you sit there, frozen, until you finally get back to reality and join everyone in the elevator. You nudge your way through the small crowd of boys to get to the middle and the moment you see an all too familiar set of blue eyes look down at you, tears immediately begin to well in your eyes.
“Matt.” You sob. You immediately crash into your boyfriend’s arms when he walks closer to you and opens his arms out. You bury your face into Matt’s chest and curl your fingers against his clothed back as a steady flow of tears runs down your cheeks. “You’re back.”
“I'm back, I'm right here,” Matt whispers softly as he begins to land soft kisses on the top of your head. The male shuts his eyes tightly and takes in your comforting scent as he begins to tear up himself.
“I thought I’d never see you again.” You remove yourself from Matt’s chest to look up at him. “Never do that shit again. I won’t let you.”
“I won’t, I promise.” Matt brings a hand up to the left side of your cheek to cup your face, this thumb beginning to wipe away your tears as he locks eyes with you. A few beats of silence pass by before the sound of someone clearing their throat interrupts y’all’s small moment.
“I apologize for interrupting but I’m feeling quite claustrophobic here,” Nick says as he gestures to the small space around him.
“Yeah, and I think I’d like to leave this trauma-inducing elevator,” Matt adds with a smile, his statement earning faint laughs from all the boys. You watch as all the guys file out of the elevator and walk back into the lobby. Before you grab Matt’s hand to pull him out with you, you turn back to face the male with a small smile. The brunette shifts his gaze down towards you and smiles softly before you decide to grab his face and pull him down to capture his lips for a quick kiss.
“Never thought I’d be able to kiss you again.” You say after you pull back, the same smile visible on your lips.
“Hey! No sucking face in the elevator!” You both hear Chris exclaim. You can’t help but roll your eyes at the boy’s statement before you take Matt’s hand in yours and pull him out of the elevator.
“I think it’s safe to call it a night,” Colby says, a heavy exhale escaping his lips as he picks his backpack up off the floor.
“I thought we still had the Estes Method to do,” Chris says, his eyebrows furrowing as he watches the two ghost hunters collect their equipment.
“Well…” Sam starts as he detaches the light from one of the cameras. “We do but a lot has gone down and I think we should wrap things up here. Right, Matt?”
“Most definitely. I saw and interacted with enough spirits today.” Matt confirms as he rapidly nods his head in agreement.
“We can pick up another day if you guys want. I think we have plenty of footage for the video but we’ll release something at the end explaining what happened with Matt without giving away too much information.” Colby suggests as he swings his bag over his shoulder, one of his hands resting against the strap to hold it in place.
“We can pick back up in two days,” Nick says, taking a glance over at Matt and Chris and waiting to gain small head nods of approval from them before he looks back at Sam and Colby. “We do have another week here.”
“Well, let us know. You guys do not have to continue the investigation if y'all don’t want to. As Colby said, we should have enough footage for the video.” Sam reassures, a small smile appearing on his lips as he stuffs his hands in his pockets.
“We will,” Matt says with a smile of his own.
“Well, we’ll see you guys later. We still have that dinner reservation in three days so don’t forget!” Colby exclaims as he points a finger at all of you.
“We won’t.” Chris chuckles. “Thanks for inviting us guys!”
“Dude, of course.” You and the triplets begin to share quick hugs with Sam and Colby before the six of you begin to head towards the exit of the hotel. Upon arriving at the front doors, Matt holds the door open for you to allow you to be the first person to step outside. When you do, you take in your first breath of fresh air with a content smile.
“God, how much I missed seeing the outside world.” You sigh as you turn around to face the rest of the boys.
“Oh me too.” Colby agrees with a rapid head nod.
“We’ll see y'all later! You guys make it back to your hotel safely.” Matt says as he walks up to you, his left hand instinctively going to reach out to grab yours
“Yall too! Goodnight guys!” Sam shouts with a large smile as he and Colby wave goodbye to the four of you. You and the triplets bid farewell to the ghost hunters before walking through the parking lot in search of the van.
“I never thought I’d be so happy to see a car in my entire life,” Matt mumbles as he takes his car keys out. As the male unlocks the car, you giggle softly and watch as Nick and Chris hop in the back. Matt looks over at you and lands a quick kiss on your forehead before he brings you to the passenger door. You slip inside the car with a small smile when the male opens it and gently shuts it when you get yourself situated in your seat.
“God I'm fucking exhausted.” Nick breathes as leans against the car window, his eyes shutting in the process.
“Ima knock out. I kid you not.” Chris adds as he pulls his seatbelt over his body.
“Y'all better wake the hell up when we get to the hotel. I’m not carrying y'all up to the room.” Matt says as he slips in the driver's seat, a soft thud coming from the door after he shuts it.
You manage to catch Nick making a talking gesture with his hand in your peripheral vision as you look over at Matt. You watch silently as the male puts his seatbelt on and pulls the gearshift down to drive. Before he begins to drive off, he looks over at you and sends you a large smile before capturing your lips for a quick kiss.
“I’m never leaving your side again.” You say as you shift in your seat to lean your head against the cold window.
“Same here. I’m never letting you out of my sight.” Matt smiles as he takes a glance at all his mirrors. After backing out of his parking spot, your boyfriend reaches over to grab your hand as he finally drives off. As the male gently caresses the back of your hand with his thumb, you find yourself drifting off into a deep slumber.
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A week later…
“Okay Matt, this is starting to scare me. Do I need to make you an appointment right now?”
“No, I'm fine.”
“Matt you’ve been on the floor for the past five minutes and you look like you’re fucking giving birth. You are clearly not fine.”
“What’s happening?” You ask as you walk inside the warehouse, the door shutting close behind your heels as you forcefully pull it shut.
“Look at your boyfriend,” Nick says as he points down at the said male. You follow the redhead’s finger and worry washes over you when you see Matt curled up on the floor, his eyes screwed shut as a pained expression paints his face. You quickly set the McDonald's bags in your hands down on the nearby sofa before hurrying over to Matt.
“Baby, this is the third time I’ve found you like this this week.” You say as you sit down near the brunette’s head. After Matt doesn’t say anything and simply rests his head in your lap, you let out a small sigh and begin to card your hand through the male’s hair. “Is it still your lower back?”
Matt gently nods his head. “It really fucking hurts. It’s like a bunch of tiny needles pricking my skin. It feels so weird and tingly.” Matt mumbles, a sharp hiss escaping him shortly after he finishes his sentence.
“Matt, again?” You hear Chris ask, his footsteps becoming louder as he walks into the room. You hear the male sigh before you take a glance up at him.
“You guys are acting like I'm in control of this fucking happening. Cut me some slack, holy shit.” Matt grumbles as he digs his face into your thigh.
“Have you texted Sam or Colby?” Chris asks, averting his question to you as he raises a single brow.
“No… why would I?” You question back, your eyebrows knitting in confusion as you send the male a look.
“I have a gut feeling that they have an idea about what’s happening. Just saying.” Chris shrugs as he makes his way to the McDonald's bags on the sofa. You shake your head with a small chuckle when the male digs in one of the bags and takes out his food before he walks off.
“Should I text one of them?” You ask as you look over at Nick who’s leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
“You can if you want. It’ll shut Chris up.” The redhead replies with a shrug. You gently nod your head and pull your phone out of your pocket. “Maybe text Colby. He responds a lot quicker than Sam.” You give Nick a thumbs-up before opening your chat with Colby. You twirl your thumbs around the keyboard for a moment trying to figure out what to say before you finally start typing.
You: hey colby ? I have a question to ask you
Colby: Ask away!
You: so matt has been having these pains in his back and i was wondering if you had an idea as to why he’s been having them
I know it’s random but chris had a hunch that you guys might know soo …
Colby: His back…?
You: yea
Colby: Like his lower? Upper?
You: lower
Colby: Oh shit
You: what … what’s wrong
Colby: I think Matt got an attachment
You: a WHAT ?!?
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Do you think he knows?
summary: you just became popular on YouTube and you just moved to LA and you were invited on one of your favorite podcasts, The Zach Sang Show. Everything was great until he brought up a little crush of yours that you gushed about that the beginning of your career, which caused you to light up in embarrassment hoping to god he never saw anything you’ve said about him.
warnings: Just fluff, mentions of drinking/ being sober
"Next topic" Zach said through the microphone. I just smiled and looked over to him as he looked down at the sheet in front of him.
My friend, Sarah and I had been growing rapidly on youtube and our podcast that we had. We made vlogs and just filmed some funny moment that happened throughout our lives, and people actually tuned in and listened. Which shocked me. 20K viewers turned in 100K viewers and we were now sitting at almost a million subscribers on youtube and an average of 800K-1M views per video.
We had just offically moved to LA a month ago and were still settling into everything. It was all very exciting and this was the first time were appearing on someone else's podcast and I was nervous to say the least. When we were first invited on the podcast, The Zach Sang Show, of all places, I debated on going or not, but ultimately we decided it would be best to further our career. So here we were, sitting here doing someone else's podcast.
The first few questions were easy. Just basically talking about the come up of our career, how we got here, how we met, etc. I felt better having Sarah here by my side, I didn't know what I would do if all of the attention on me. I was just happy not too many personal questions were asked so far.
"Chris Sturniolo" Zach said directing his attention to me. I took in a breath, attempting not to show on my face the embarrassment that began to arise.
I was so excited when we first started blowing up. I never really thought we would go anywhere, just making silly little videos to look back on, so that persuaded me to say whatever came to mind. Including my huge crush on Christopher Sturniolo. In our earlier videos, I would go on and on about how attractive I thought he was. How funny I thought he was. How I would marry that man in a heartbeat.
This caused many of the Sturniolo triplet fans to be directed towards our videos. Clips of me gushing over new instagram posts of him, going viral on TikTok. The comments being filled with their fan base saying things like, "She gets it" or "Me too girl".
Once we started to blow up even more I started to calm down my obsessive tendencies. I knew that since our faces were starting to pop up around more and more, I would die of embarrassment if Chris came across any of those clips. I wasn't stalker-obsessed. I'd seen a few of their videos, seen a few clips on TikTok, which like many other girls across the globe made me start taking an interest in Chris.
I didn't know everything that's ever happened in his life or anything. I just saw his face, seen him say some funny shit, and was like "Yep love of my life" and that was it. Kind of like people's crushes on Liam Hemsworth and Jacob Elordi. It didn't go far past seeing funny or attractive clips of them.
To this day, I still didn't know if Chris had seen anything i've said about him and honestly I really didn't want to know.
Sarah looked over at me, raising her eyebrow a smile on her face. I shook my head and looked down, feeling my face start to burn up.
"You've been pretty open with your past relationship history in your videos, which is why many of your fans love you guys. For your open and honest thoughts" He said looking down at the sheet in front of him.
"y/n, you've never actually been in a relationship before?" He asked looking at me. I sighed and nodded. "I've been in positions of potential relationships before, but they all treated me like shit. So i've just kinda voided the whole thing off. I don't think it's ever gonna happen for me. I've definitely been hurt enough in the past to where I'm not even looking to be in one" I said honestly nodded. Zach nodded smiling.
"You know we just had Chris on the show" he said. I sighed looking down smiling and shaking my head. "He had an answer very similar to yours" he stated. I looked over at Sarah who was smiling and biting the straw on her drink.
"Look" I breathed into the mic. "Chris is a very attrative young male, but I don't know anything about him really. He could be in a relationship for all I know. I'm not into stepping on anybody's toes" I laughed awkardly looking at him. He nodded looking down.
"You've mentioned in some of your past videos that you thought he was the most attractive man to walk the planet" Zach said making Sarah bust out laughing and push the mirophone out of the way. I hit her in the shoulder and shook my head.
Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at me. I avoided his eye contact attempting to wipe the smile across my face. "Do you still think that?" Zach asked looking at me. I pursed my lips. I took a deep breath as I leaned into the mic.
"Okay, I know I was a little obessive there for a minute, but I swear it wasn't in a creepy way. I just saw a cute guy popping up on my feed and was like "oh heyy"" I laughed into the mic.
"I don't even really know the guy that well" I shook my head. Zach smiled raising his eyebrows. "Are you sure? You’re blushing a little bit over there" He laughed. I shook my head smiling.
"Hello? Have you seen the guy? I still stand behind everything I've said. I just don't want to get attack by the fan base, I'm honestly scared of them. I really haven't seen that many of their videos" I said shaking my head.
"She plays their videos to fall asleep at night" Sarah said leaning into the mic. I glared over at her smiling. "She's lying!" I said shaking my head. "I'm kidding" Sarah laughed shaking her head. I was now blood red.
"Have you met him yet in person? I know you guys work with the same merch company" Zach stated. I smiled and nodded. "Wow you really did your research" I laughed. "That's my job" he said smiling. I shook my head.
"No, I haven't met him in person and If i'm being completely honest I think I'd run and hide. My 17 year old self had no filter" I laughed shaking my head.
"So what makes you feel an attraction to Chris rather than Matt per say?” Zach smiled and leaned back in his chair. I sighed. "I feel like from what I've seen Matt and I are very similar in the fact with dealing with mental health shit and kind of letting everyone else talk and being shy" I said looking at him.
"So I feel like Chris is like a breath of fresh air of not seeing myself in him. I wouldn't really want to be with someone exactly like me" I stated.
"Not that I think Matt isn't attractive or a great person, oh god i'm so scared of their fanbase" I shook my head quickly. Zach laughed. "In full honesty Nick is my favorite" I laughed. "But I don't know, In a weird way I feel like them being sober and me being sober and everything, It would just be nice to have someone like that especially in the LA scene where I feel like everyone is the same" I sighed. He nodded.
"So this is y/n’s offical application to be Chris Sturniolo's girlfriend" Sarah said into the mic. My eyes went wide and I pushed her. "It is not!" My face went red. Zach laughed.
"But yeah they are all attrative, clearly" I said holding out my hands and looking around. "But I think they are like genuine people, which is hard to find" I sighed. They nodded. "I agree" Sarah said into the mic, I nodding looking over at her and smiling.
"If you could go back and delete some of those clips of what you said about him, would you?" He asked looking at me. I took a deep breath before leaning into the mic.
"No, I wouldn't. As fucking insane as I sounded--" I laughed. "That's one of the main things that made us blow up, being relatable and such. Plus it made alot of his fan base find us, and I wouldn't give that up just to save myself future embarrassment. I also meant everything I said, I was young growing up--but it didn't mean I didn't feel the things I was saying. I think it's kind of sweet looking back and seeing those clips and seeing the emotions of it all. It reminds me of when I would obessive over bands and stuff when I was a kid" I smiled nodding.
Zach nodded smiling. "That's a sweet way of looking at it" he smiled. I shook my head laughing.
"Okay, now bring out Chris Sturniolo!" He yelled holding out his arm towards the door. My eyes went wide and I screamed covering my face with my hands, making Sarah and Zach laugh.
"I'm kidding. I'm kidding" He said into the mic. I looked up feeling my face heat up. "Zach, we're not friends anymore" I bit back a smile shaking my head, making him laugh.
"Next topic, please" I said shaking the smile off my face.
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"How do I look?" Sarah asked running her fingers through her hair. I smiled at her. "Good, really good" I said looking her. She smiled letting out a breath. She looked over at me looking her up and down.
The Zach Sang episode went out last week, and low and behold the clip of me talking about Chris went viral. Out of everything I talked about, that's the one topic that gets millions of views. It helped out our fan base quite a lot actually, we gained almost 100K after that video posted, so I couldn't be that mad. I just could never look Chris Sturniolo in the eye and I was okay with that.
"You're not nervous at all?" She asked looking at me. I shrugged and then shook my head. "They are just people Sarah, just like us" I laughed as she nodded and took a deep breath.
It was our first ever influencer party ever. Familiar faces i've seen online crowded the room. It was weird seeing people I used to fan girl over in the same room as me, even speaking to me. It was something I never even imagined myself doing. But here we were.
I wasn't nervous it was weird. Maybe it was because we had just as many followers as some of the people around us.
"Did you see Vinnie Hacker was over there?" She gushed before closing her eyes and covering her mouth in excitement. I shook my head looking at her. "Calm down, this isn't a meet and greet. We're here to make connects so calm down" I said through gritted teeth. She took in a deep breath before nodding and smiling.
"Okay, Okay I'm calm" She nodded looking at me. I raised my eyebrows. "I am--I am look" She said pinching her fingers and taking in a slow breath and letting it out. I smiled and shook her as she attempted to mediatate in front of me.
She opened her eyes before they trailed behind me and she froze. I just looked at her. "What?" I asked. She stood frozen, staring behind me. "Did you see lil huddy or something?" I chuckled, but she didn't smile. "Sarah what?" I asked again looking at her. She glanced down at me, dropping her arms.
"The triplets are here" She said quietly. I felt all the blood leave my face. "What?" I asked quickly looking at her. She glanced behind me before quickly looking down at her feet. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" she said quickly placing her hands against her face. My heart started to beat out of my chest.
"Sarah what?" I whispered quickly. "We made eye contact, they are walking over here" She said looking up at me. My mouth dropped at I stared at her in disbelief. "What? No--Are-Are you sure--" I whispered looking at her. She lifted her head, before a smile came her face.
"Shut up, shut up" She whispered quickly under her breath as she raised her eyebrows, her attention turning to the people walking up to us. I stared at her, my eyes wide and anxiety filling my whole body.
"Hey"
I heard a male's voice say. I reluctantly looked up to see Nick staring down at her. I smiled up at him, slightly star struck from standing this close to him. I glanced over and saw Matt standing next to him and Chris standing next to Matt, all looking at me.
This was my worst nightmare.
"Y/n and Sarah right?" Nick smiling pointing between us. I took in a breath looking over at Sarah with wide eyes, she wore the same expression. Unfortunately. I wanted to say.
"Yeah" I nodded smiling. "I'm Nick" He said holding out his hand for me to shake. I looked down at his hand. Maybe he's being humble. I obviously knew who they were. I took his hand anyway shaking it, before he extended his hand to Sarah, who shook it smiling.
"This is Matt and Chris, my brothers" He said motioning to them. I looked over at Matt who smiled nodding at me, and then to Chris who smiled slightly. I swallowed looking down at my feet. Oh my god.
"We love your videos" Nick said making me snap my head up. I looked at him furrowing my eyebrows. He just looked at me. "Like--" I said looking over at Sarah who was just looking at me.
"Like our videos?" I asked motioning between me and Sarah. Nick laughed. "Yeah, we watch you guys like every week" He breathed. I just stared at him, my mouth slightly parted trying to figure out is he was serious or not.
"Like actually?" Sarah asked looking over at Nick. "You guys are funny as fuck" Matt said chuckling. "We live for the shit talking saturdays podcast" Matt said looking over at me. I smiled closing my eyes.
"You guys--" I said looking between them, trying so hard to not keep eye contact with Chris. "Are the funniest people i think i've ever seen" I chuckled looking at them. They all smiled.
"Thank you we appreciate that" Nick said looking up at me. I glanced over at Chris, who has yet to say a word, to see him just looking at me. I glanced away from him quickly looking back at Nick.
"I know that we have a lot of them same fan base--" Nick said looking between us. "Would you guys maybe want to colab sometime?" He asked raising his eyebrows looking at us. I looked over at Sarah who looked at me, attempting to send me messages through her eyes, before shrugging. I looked back at them.
"It doesn't have to be for a whole pod episode, I know you guys just did that--" Matt started to say, making me close my eyes and scrunch my nose. Fuck. I took a breath, reopening my eyes. It's fine. It's fine. You're fine.
"It could just be like a regular video, I know our fans would love to see it" Matt explained looking between us. I took in a breath and looked over at Sarah, who shrugged and nodded. I looked back at them, my cheeks slightly red.
"Yeah, we'd love that" I nodded. Nick smiled at me. "Great, can I get one of your numbers?" He asked looking between us. I nodded before pulling out my phone and handing it to Nick. Nick looked down at the phone, making silence come between the rest of us.
I just looked down at my feet.
"I like your shoes"
When I heard his voice my eyes shot up. Chris was looking at me. I looked down at my shoes and then back at him. "Mine?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded. My face lit up in what felt like flames.
"Oh! Thanks. I actuatly just got these--They were like super expensive for like no reason, they are just like tan shoes like why are they so fucking---" I stopped myself biting my lip. Fuck, I'm word vomiting. I paused looking at him and he was staring back at me waiting for me to finish.
"Expensive" I breathed looking at him. He smiled and nodded. "They're sick" He said glancing back down at my shoes. I smiled and looked away from him, just in time for Nick to hand me back my phone.
"Just text me whenever you're free" He smiled before walking past us, watching Matt and Chris following along after him. I let out a breath.
I looked over at Sarah.
"He definitely saw it" I groaned closing my eyes. Sarah looked over at me. "He definitely saw it" She nodded looking over at me. I looked over at her. "How embarrassing was I?" I sighed rubbing my hands over my hands. Sarah shook her head looking at me.
"No, no you weren't I promise" She said looking down at me. I cringed looking up at her. "Maybe a little red--" She squinted. I sighed and looked down. "But definitely not embarrassing" She said putting her hand on my shoulder.
I looked over to see the triplets moved across the room, just in time to see Chris look back at me. I turned away and grabbed Sarah's arm. "That's enough embarrassment for one night" I mumbled as I dragged her away.
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"I'm gonna go talk to Vinnie" Sarah smiled up at me. I rolled my eyes. "Sarah, you've had too many drinks. You're gonna embarrass yourself" I chuckled pushing her drink down. She rolled her eyes.
"Liquid confidence" She cheered before moving past me. "Sarah" I said looking at her as she smiled and winked at me and made her way across the room. I sighed once she finally made her way over to him and he looked down at her.
Sometimes I wondered how it was so easy for her. To just go up and talk to guys. Sure I was confident online with my podcast and everything, but when it came to real life situations--I wasn't the one talking first or being the loudest one in the group.
This resulted in Sarah having multiple flings with people, pulling guys wherever she went and me being the girl who just creppily talks about a triplet and runs away from him. God.
"Hey"
I glanced away from the interaction from Vinnie and Sarah and looked up to see the same blue eyes I was just thinking about staring down at me. I turned slightly to see if anyone else was around me that he could possibly be talking to, but when I saw no one I turned back to look at him. He smiled and shook his head at me.
"Hi" I breathed looking at him. Chris. glanced down at my cup. "What you sippin on?" He asked. I looked down at the cup in my hand and then back up to him. "Oh! It's like this herbal-tea thing. It's suppose to help calm you down, but not in like a drug related way---Like in a herbal tea way--" I chuckled slightly.
"But it's really not that good, if i'm being honest i'm having to choke it down, because it is not working--" I said shaking my head looking back up at him, a smile just on his face.
"Not! That i'm super nervous or anything, I just--It's my first influencer party and I don't really know anyone except for Sarah--Who is--" I said looking over and seeing her lips attached to Vinnie's. I scrunched my nose and looked back at Chris who was also taking in the sight himself.
"Sucking on Vinnie Hacker's face currently" I chuckled slightly looking back at him. He chuckled and nodded. "But don't mind her, she's not normally like this. She's just drunk and nervous which is why she's making out with a famous twitch streamer" I shook my head. He just nodded smiling at me.
"Not--that i'm judging her for drinking or anything. That's totally okay with me--It's just not for me, you get what i'm saying? Sometime I like being the DD, but only if it means no one is puking in my car. But she never usually gets to that point, I also love how she doesn't judge me for not drinking even though we're in LA, because sometimes peer pressure is just like---" I said looking around and then meeting his eyes again, pausing as he looked down at me. I sighed closing my eyes.
"I'm....talking a a lot aren't I?" I asked opening my eyes looking at him. How could I possibly have gone on a tangent this long from the simple question: What are you drinking? God If I could crawl into a hole right now, I would.
He chuckled and shook his head. "No you're fine" He smiled looking down at me. I took a breath and looked down, feeling my face betray me and light up. "I'm sober too, I think it's cool that you're sober" He said pointing at my drink.
"Think i'd rather be drinking alcohol than whatever herbal ass this is" I joked looking down at my drink, my hand slightly shaking. He laughed. He laughed, making me look up at him and take a real breath. He shrugged.
"Yeah maybe sounds really gross" He breathed looking down at me. I took a breath as we stared at each other. Not believing that we were genuinely speaking right now.
"I saw that you said you were working on a jewelry brand" He stated looking down at me. "That's really fucking cool" He smiled looking at me. I smiled and nodded.
"I'm really excited about it. T-shirt and sweatshirts are whatever, but like making a genuine brand that people who aren't a fan of my content can wear is really cool" I said looking at him. He nodded.
"Yeah I think it's pretty cool that you can decifer yourself and what you want to do, from Sarah's. I feel like I kind of a hard time doing things without my brothers" He stated looking down at me, like I was a normal person and we were having a normal converstaion.
"Yeah well, I feel like before all this social media stuff, Sarah was kind of the one who made all the plans, was always invited somewhere, always had more friends. Mainly because she was more outgoing than me--" I said glancing over at her, still kissing Vinnie. I looked up at Chris who was watching them.
"Clearly" I chuckled and he chuckled and nodded. "And also with the fact that she drank and I didn't" I sighed. "I guess they just felt awkward inviting me to places where there would be drinks, like I was allergic to it or something" I said shaking my head. He nodded, like he was understanding what I was saying.
"I would never say this to her, but taking the step to doing something by myself that I feel people would love is like the biggest deal to me ever. Especially since I feel like when people look at the two of us, they usually like her more" I sighed. Chris nodded and his eyes didn't leave mine as I spoke, like he was really listening.
"Which I guess it's not her fault, but it's how I feel" I shrugged. He let out a breath and glanced over at Sarah who had finally come up for air. "Sarah's cool" He stated. I looked up at him nodding. He glanced back down at me.
"But she's not as funny as you" He whispered slightly leaning down, making me start to shake slightly. I chuckled and shook my head. He leaned up and smiled down at me. We just looked down at me for a second.
"Sorry I'm not really good at this" I said looking at him, he furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" He asked crossing his hands over his chest. I tilted my head and narrowed my eyes at him.
"I don't know this?" I asked shaking my head. He smiled and licked his lips. "What flirting with me?" He asked looking down at me, making my eyes go wide. He raised his eyebrows and smiled. I scoffed, feeling my face go red.
"I am not flirting with you" I said attempting to bite back my smile as he looked at me. He shrugged and looked down at me. I sighed looking down and swallowing my pride.
"You've seen the clips haven't you?" I asked scrunching my face and looking up at him. He smiled and shrugged. "Maybe a few" He laughed lightly. I swallowed shaking my head, suddenly regretting everything i've ever said. I groaned placing my hands over my face.
"Oh god" I said looking up at him. He shook his head. "No, don't be embarrassed. I think it's flattering" He chuckled. I shook my head. "No Chris, it is embarrassing" I laughed off the awkwardness of this conversation.
"I think it's cute you think my eyes are bluer than the ocean" He chuckled. I shook my head holding up my hands. "Stop stop" My face just got redder by the second. He laughed and stepped towards me grabbing my hand that was in the air. I looked down at our hands and saw him looking down at me.
"Maybe you weren't flirting with me, but maybe I wanted to flirt with you" He stated running his thumb over my hand and then letting it fall. I glanced up and blinked at him, as he looked down at me. Was I dreaming? Was this real life? I didn't believe the words falling out of his mouth.
"What?" I whispered. He took in a breath sighing and looking to the side. "My brothers would never shut up about the things you've said about me, reminding me almost everyday--" He started looking back down at me. I didn't speak I just looked at him.
"and maybe I mentioned that I thought you were cute" He smiled down at me. My mouth parted. Dreaming, definitely dreaming. "And ever since I said that, they haven't shut up about getting us to meet each other--Since they love your videos so much" He said quietly looking down at me.
"They love?" I asked smiling up at him. He sighed rolling his eyes. "We love" He stated smiling. I blushed and shook my head. "Sorry" I whispers running my hands over my cheeks that were out of control. He shook his head, his eyes not breaking mine.
"No it's okay" he smiled. I smiled up at him. "So...you think you'll do a video with us?" He asked quietly. I took in a breath. "i'll have to check my schedule" I teased looking at him. He licked his lips and nodded.
"You think you have time in your schedule for a date?" He asked smiling. My smile dropped as I looked at him, seeing if he was serious. He raised his eyebrows looking at me.
"Like actually?" I whispered looking at him. He smiled and nodded. "Dinner? My place?" He asked looking at me. I opened my mouth and then closed it just staring at him.
"Are you seeing someone?" He asked due to my silence. I shook my head quickly. "No" I stated. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Will you go out with me then?" He chuckled. I took in a breath before smiling, getting ready to respond but I was too nervous so I turned to the side.
I glanced over seeing Sarah leaning against Vinnie's shoulder, groaning with her eyes closed. I sat up straighter.
"Shit" I breathed. I looked back at Chris. "I'm sorry I have--" I said looking at him. He shook his head stepping back. "No go, you're fine" He said shaking his head. I took in breath stepping away from him and starting towards Sarah, but I paused turning back around to meet Chris's eyes again.
"Dinner. Your place. Saturday night work?" I breathed smiling. He started to smile. "Y-Yeah that's perfect" He nodded. I smiled before leaning up and kissing his cheek and then leaning back seeing I was no longer the one who was red in the face.
"You're sweet" I whispered. He just smiled at me, before I turned and headed off towards Sarah.
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Oneshot: Matt confronting you after you start getting quiet. You’ve been getting insecure and you feel like you’re holding him back. This hot ass man is sweet as fuck tho!!!
talk to me - matt sturniolo x fem reader
a/n: took my own little twist on this :) sorry is there are any mistakes!
warnings: mentions of toxic childhood, not eating, hate comments, insecurities. if you are going through any of this please talk to someone! my inbox is always open if you need some to rant to 💞
as always my inbox is open for requests, but other than that, enjoy!
lots of love,
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it had been about 2 weeks since you and the triplets have done anything together. every time they asked you to do something that involved getting ready nicely you shut them down. this wasn’t like you, normally you were a very bubbly and happy person who was always jumping at opportunities to do something fun, so you knew they were starting to get suspicious but you just brushed it off and moved on.
lately you’ve been feeling very insecure with yourself. you grew up in a toxic environment, which lead to you always having the thought in the back of your head that you weren’t good enough. recently, you’d been in some of the triplets videos, and the hate had been adding to this. you’d stopped eating as much, cutting down to a few snacks a day, maybe a whole meal if you were lucky. it’d been like this for a while, and while you hated doing this to yourself, you couldn’t bring yourself to stop.
a few days had passed and matt was starting to get worried. he knew you were struggling at the moment but he didn’t realise it was this bad. the triplets ordered canes for dinner last night, and while matt thought you ate your meal and didn’t finish because your stomach was hurting, he was wrong. he found your entire meal in the bin the next morning and suddenly everything made sense. he’s been trying to muster up the words and courage of what to say to you. he knew he had to do something, he couldn’t bare to see his beautiful girl going through this. he waited a while before finally going to your guys’ shared bedroom, already finding you sat on the bed, phone in hand. you had bags under your eyes. you’d lost a lot of weight, you weren’t yourself anymore.
“hey baby, can we talk?” matt stuttered,
“uh, yeah of course,” you hesitantly replied, these kind of conversations always made you nervous. “uhm i don’t really know how to start this, but i saw all of your food from last night in the trash, i thought you ate some of it?” matt asked.
shit. you thought.
“oh eh i just wasn’t that hungry thats all.” you quickly replied, hoping to end the conversation.
matt knew that was all bullshit.
“love, you and i both know that isn’t true,” he spoke.
oh you were screwed.
“talk to me baby, whats going on?” he carried on, adding a comforting hand to your thigh, you tensed under his touch.
tears started to well up in your eyes, you knew you couldn’t keep it in anymore, you had to tell him. “i’ve just been feeling a bit insecure recently, i mean you’ve seen the comments right? everyone thinks i’m fat!” you’d broken down by now. matt’s face was drained with guilt. “baby those comments don’t mean anything! your the most gorgeous girl i know! they’re just jealous, mean 12 year olds! please don’t let them affect you. everyone loves you so much, nick loves you, chris loves you, and i love you more than anything! this isn’t healthy, you need to eat.” matt was right. “i know, i just didn’t know what to do.” it was a lame excuse and you knew it, but you had nothing else to say. “please talk to me next time, you know i’m always here for you,” he reassured, you lazily nodded.
“i love you matt.” “i love you more baby, why don’t we go get ice cream from down the street, your favourite?” matt smiled. “that sounds great honey, thank you.” you blushed.
matt quickly kissed you forehead and grabbed his keys from the dresser. he held his hand out for you as you got up and interlocked fingers, making your way to the car.
what would you do without this boy.
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For as long as I can remember, my older brother Nate has been best friends with the Sturniolo triplets that live down the street from us.
I was always a little jealous of the triplets. They’re so outgoing and have loving parents and just seem to happy all the time. Things are different with me and Nate.
While Nate and I are siblings, it’s only half-siblings. We have different fathers, and we live with our mother. Every other weekend I go see my father, but Nate’s old enough to decide he didn’t want to go visit his dad anymore.
I don’t blame him. I’m going to do the same thing next year, when I’m able to. What can I say, our mother has a type. Douchebags that don’t care about anyone but themselves.
I don’t need a father anyways, I have Nate, my big brother. He’s better than anything I could ask for. He’s always been there for me, always looked out for me, always cheered me on.
Of course, he’s my brother and we argue. A lot. Lately about his friends, the Sturniolo triplets. Nate has noticed how I feel about Chris, and warned me against it. But what can I do about it, Chris is over all the time.
I pack my clothes into my bag. Today’s Sunday so I’m going back to my moms after spending the weekend with my father. The weekend was as it usually is. I was locked away in my room while my dad was out doing whatever. He didn’t trust me to be in the house myself. He thinks I might break something.
I’m glad to be going back home. My mother might have the worst taste in men but she’s the sweetest woman I’ve ever known. She takes care of my brother and me all on her own.
I shut off the light to my room and walk downstairs, bag in arm. “Come on, i don’t have all day. There’s a game in tonight, I want to get back before it starts.” My dad says.
“I’m coming.” I mumble as I walk down the stairs. This will be the last time I’m here. I turn 18 next week, then I’ll be old enough to decide whether or not I come here, just like Nate.
My dad ushers me out the front door, and I walk to his truck in the drive way. I get in the back seat, since his passenger seat is covered in trash from take out.
My dad gents into the truck, pushing some trash to the side. He mumbles to himself “mother can’t even get her own kid.”
I just roll my eyes and lean back in the seat. My phone buzzes with a text from my brother.
Nate 💩 :
You on your way home?
I smile at the text and send a reply.
Me :
Yeah, I’ll be there soon
Nate 💩:
Good moms making supper she wanted to know if you’ll be here
Me:
I’ll be home in 20
I shut my phone off and stare out the window as we back out of the driveway. It’s a silent drive, if you don’t include my dad bitching about my mom.
I don’t understand how someone could talk so crudely about someone so sweet. I ignore his voice and just stare out the window during the drive home.
My dad pulls into the driveway of my home. I quickly get out of the truck and run to the door, only waving goodbye. He pulls out of the driveway as soon as I have the back side door closed.
I set my bag down on the couch and walk into the kitchen where Nate sits at the island counter on his phone while our mother cooks. My mom looks up and smiles “Sweetie! You’re home!” She says.
I smile back at her. Nate turns around and sees me. “You look like you need a shower.” He says
I stick my tongue out at him and he just smiles at me. “I do, I’m scared of dad’s shower.”
“What’s wrong with his shower?” Mom asks.
“I think it’s infested.” I reply.
“Infested? With what?” Mom laughs as she cuts vegetables.
“Cockroaches, ants, centipedes.” I shiver.
“Oh, you’re just being dramatic.” My mom says.
“I’m serious, it’s disgusting. And his shower is yellow, too. Like stained yellow.”
My mom rolls her eyes and sighs. “Go shower, be down for supper.” She says with a slight smile.
I run up the stairs to my bedroom to grab some clothes and take a quick shower. After I run back downstairs and to the kitchen. I sit down next to Nate at the island counter.
I peak over his shoulder and see a message with my name, and see him texting Chris. I blush slightly and bite my lip as I try to read his messages, only for Nate to catch me.
“Hey!” He says as he turns his phone to the side so I can’t see.
“I wasn’t doing anything!” I say as I hold my hands up in surrender.
“You were snooping on me!”
“I was not!” I lie blatantly.
“Mom, she’s snooping on me!” Nate tells mom.
“Snitch!” I yell back at him.
“Will you two get along?” Mom says to us.
“When she stops looking over my shoulder and reading my texts, yeah.” Nate mumbles.
“Y/n respect his privacy.” Mom says.
“He’s talking about me, I saw my name in one of the messages!” I say back.
“Don’t talk about your sister behind her back, Nathan.” Mom says sternly.
“Chris just wanted to know when the camping trip for Y/n’s birthday was.” Nate says.
I blush slightly. “Why does he want to know that?” I ask.
“Because him and Nick and Matt are coming, dumbass.” Nate reply’s.
“Watch your mouth.” Our mom says.
My blush gets deeper. “Chris is coming on the camping trip?”
“Yeah, mom said they could yesterday.”
“They’ve never come before.”
“Chris asked me about it.” Nate shrugs.
I look down, trying to hide my blushing face. Chris wanted to come to my birthday?
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The forest had been your whole life it was where you had been born and took your first steps, it had made you happy and also broke your heart. It had become the place where it held all the people that you love so dearly, and who saw you for you. Sorrow had come from the place when you had been blamed for actions way out of you control, and later on banished from the place you call home. Still holding close the memories and some keepsakes from your old home and life. When there comes sorrow there also comes new beginning and you had stated your new beginning.
y/n" my eywa my great mother my guidance in the dark" Right now you are sitting in the home that you have made with kawwney. It had been nearly three half years since she was exiled and disowned. She had been able to make a new life here among the reef navi, yes it did take her time to adapt but she soon become one of the people.
y/n " thank you great mother for the blessing you gave me in life" you are singing your song chord. Life had changed so much for you since you had left home and become metkayian.
????? " ma y/n" you soon stooped singing and soon looked up to see your husband kawwney standing there.
y/n " hello my husband how was the talk with your father and mother"
Kawwney " it had went well my love I had been even asked by my father to join him, on scouting missions and I agree if that well with you"
y/n " that perfect with me ma kawwney it good you and your father, are helping and sharing the clan responsibilities"
kawwney " thank you yawntu" kawwney soon brought you into an warm embrace and kissed your forehead, making you smile and kiss him back as well.
kawwney " now tell me where are our wonderful children"
y/n " they are fast asleep my love"
kawwney " here I was hoping to have some time with them before I had to leave"
???? " baba"
y/n " well it seems like you get that wish answered my love" kawwney smile brightly and laughed, as she soon walked off into another room of the home.
y/n " do you need help in there"
kawwney " I'm good" kawwney soon came into the room carrying three navi children in his arms, all of them smiles brightly and happy.
y/n " they are growing up so fast ma kawwney"
kawwney " well they are ours in no time they will be walking around here and talking in compete sentences with us"
y/n " our perfect sons and beautiful daughter"
kawwney " yes our perfect children just like their mama and they will do amazing in the future" You had started a family with kawwney not that long ago and had triplets two boys and one girl, and triplets are rare among navi sending the clan into celebration due to the boys birth. They are named Kewia, Roili, and Aeyla names that you and kawwney had picked out for them.
warrior " kawwney and y/n hello I'm sorry for interrupting"
y/n " it okay has something happened"
warrior " yes tonowari has called us we will be leaving now for scouting and some other matters"
kawwney " tell my father I will be there shortly I need to put my children down"
warrior " yes I will make sure to tell him" the warrior soon left leaving the family of five in the home.
y/n " here let me take Ayela for you so you can put kewia and Roili down"
kawwney " thank you" ayela had soon went into your arms and smile, as you held her for a bit until you put her down on a mat, soon being joined by her brothers.
kawweny " I will be home in time for dinner so don't worry"
y/n " I always worry"
kawwney " I will be safe you had helped me learn more about these humans and their ways, take care of yourself and the children as well ... I know you will not be alone today as my mom and siblings will be here with the rest of the clan"
y/n " that what I love now go dont keep your father and other waiting any longer"
kawwney " yes my love" kawwney had grabbed his spear and soon kissed you and the kids goodbye before he took off and left. You had soon watch him leave until you could no longer see him, and you soon sat down with the children.
y/n " my children you will always be love by me and I will make sure the three of you are treated fairly and no ever feels alone, I will not become like them"
kids " mama" the children smile towards you making you smile at them, as you soon started looking at them as they play with their wooden toys and crawling around trying their best to walk.
tsireya " hello"
y/n " tisreya come in" tsireya soon smiled as she walked into the home, you and her become very close after the days of your arrival here. She had been happy to finally meet the girl her brother had been crushing on and telling her about as well.
tsireya " I came to check up on you and my nephews and niece how are they doing"
y/n " I'm guessing your brothers are not that far as well"
rotxo " good morning"
aonung " good morning y/n and little ones" the children started speaking in gibberish and laughing after seeing their uncles and aunt arrive in the home.
y/n " it good to have you kids here today but sadly you missed your brother as he went off with your father"
tsireya " oh we saw him when he was with our father and as we going to come see you anyways"
y/n " that sounds like your brother"
aonung " come here kawie lets do more with your walking I know you will be a mighty warrior like my brother" aonung soon reached out his hand and started helping his nephew walk a bit.
rotxo " come on roili we can't let them have all the fun" while the boys were doing some walking practice on the other side of the room, leaving you with ayela and tsireya.
y/n " these boys are so much like kawwney"
tsireya " do you mean the older boys are the babies"
y/n "both" you and Tsireya had laughed as the both of you are helping ayela with her walking.
later that afternoon
ronal " hello everyone"
aonung " mother"
ronal " hello I came to speak with y/n and see my grandchildren"
rotxo " yes mom but I thought you will be busy all day"
tsireya " yes with clan responsibilities"
ronal " well I got some time off and now I came to have some words with y/n"
tsireya " yes mother"
y/n " you all can come see the children later it almost time for their nap"
aonung " okay will we are off to deal with our task mom"
ronal " that good my children" the kids had left as you had put the triplets down for a nap, once they are asleep you are now sitting with ronal.
ronal " I came here to have some words of importance with you"
y/n " sure"
ronal " as you know my son will start taking a more serious role as the future leader of the clan, and sharing responsibilities with his dad"
y/n " yes he told me that this morning he very happy about it and I'm happy for him"
ronal " I'm happy for him as well but I wish for you to take over some roles of tshaik as you being his mate, you will share the title with tsireya"
y/n " I wish not to take away her birthright"
ronal " no need to worry y/n reya has benen told and agree with it, as you had helped her learn as well you healing ways have helped the clan in many ways and your connection with the great mother is mighty and beautiful ... tshaik was your brith right was it not"
y/n " yes but everyone wishes for my sister and my brother future mate over them as I was seen bad child or demon blood"
ronal " there no demon blood in you I was shocked when my son said he was in love, and I was hoping to meet the girl who stole his hair but we did meet ... in a way I was not hoping for"
y/n " I don't think anyone hope we will meet like that' you and ronal laugh a bit.
ronal " you are perfect learning the ways wonderful and soon making. name for yourself, and soon becoming one of the people and starting a family here as well"
y/n " thank you and I will like to take the responsibility and tile of tshaik"
ronal " good" well it was agree as now you will be taking over the some of the responsibilities of tshaik, an announcement had been shared with the people and soon enough word had spread around the village. As life in the village had become peaceful and clam at the moment that all changed when you heard horn blow.
y/n " has someone come or have the Scouts return" you had went to check on the children to see they were still asleep, as you soon went to see what was going and it seem like the rest of the clan is doing the same thing as well.
navi " new arrivals have come to the village"
navi 2 " yes it seems like they all have traveled a long way to get here"
navi 3 " they look similar to y/n they are from the forest as well ... oh y/n hello"
y/n " hello it seems like we have guests from the forest I'm going to see them" you had soon made you way through the crowd it was not the hard as they had made room for you, soon enough you had seen the newcomers bit by bit until you were close enough. Until you stopped walking as you reach the front, looking at the male navi who was at the front.
Jake "hello we come in peace we mean you all no harm" it was your family and old clan, even due it had been many years you could still remember them very well but it seems like they did see yet. Soon enough tonowari and kawwney had retune shocking the new arrivals, as they landed their creatures in the water and soon walked onto the beach.
Jake " I see you tonowari and I see you kawwney"
tonowari "Jake sully" soon enough ronal had made herself know as the crowd made room for her as well, she was now standing with her son and mate.
ronal " ......."
tonowari "why have you all come here"
Jake " we came here seeking refuge for my family and clan ... we seek uturu"
ronal " uturu"
Jake " yes for my family and clan please that all I ask for" ronal was walking around your family she soon noticed three of the kids, are just like you and her granddaughter. She knew of the history of your parents and was staring draggers at them.
ronal " there arms and tails are weak they will have a hard time adapting here"
Jake " we can adapt right everyone"
everyone " yes"
ronal " these three kids have the blood of sky people in them"
Jake " yes they are just like me two of them my kids and other one the adopted son of my right hand man Tsu'tey, but I was once sky people and become one of the people"
Tonowari " we all know tale of toruk makto but you are not the only one who has come here from the forest"
mo'at " what do you mean"
ronal " many years ago someone from the forest had made their own journey here
Jake " who we never knee someone from the forest had come here"
????? " hello it has been a long time hasn't it Jake sully" you soon showed yourself looking at your family and old clan, they all looked shocked to see you standing there.
neytiri " y/n"
y/n " hello may the years have gone by but I can still remember you all"
sully kids and spider " y/n"
tonowari " y/n as you had once been form the forest and one of omatacayia clan, do you think we should let them stay"
y/n " yes we should let them stay it the will of the great mother, it will be horrible to send them away after all the way they came here"
Jake " y/n you are ...." Jake had tried to take a step near you but had been hissed at by kawwney who was glaring at the war hero.
tonowari " you and your family along with your clan will be allowed to stay here, we have some home and extra space for you all to use ... hut during your time you will be learning the ways of our people"
Jake " yes what do we say everyone"
everyone " thank you"
tonowari " my childern from my sons and daughter will be helping with your children and the boy with training, and y/n as well if she wishes to"
kawwney " y/n"
y/n " I will help them as I still hold my clan and old home close to my heart, even after all these years"
aonung " we will help for the sake and honor of y/n"
rotxo " yes we will do our best to help to our guests learn the ways"
Tsireya " yes we will"
tonowari " my people the sully family and their clan members will staying here with us as we see them learning the ways, but we will need to help them as they are babies taking thier first breathe" the clan was not that happy that much of helping the adults as they knew of your past, and hated how much pain you had been put through.
y/n " come with me I will show you around the village and where you all will be staying"
tsireya " I will help as well"
rotxo and aonung " us to"
y/n " then grab what we can and help them move come along so, you all will have enough time to settle in" there had been no time for words to be spoken, as the group had soon followed you as you showed them around village. Your family was now standing near their new home.
y/n " this is where you will be staying for your time being there enough room for you all. Tsu'tey you and your son will be staying over there"
Jake " thank you"
y/n " your welcome" your sibling and spider had put their stuff down and soon ran towards you, they soon hugged you.
neteyam " you been here the whole time"
y/n " yes I have after the incident that had unfolded many years ago"
lo'ak " we have missed you but now that you are here with us"
y/n " yes I have missed you all"
kiri " you have changed so much sister"
y/n " we have all changed my sister"
tuk " y/n I'm happy to have my big sister back"
y/n " I'm happy to have my baby sister back as well"
spider " we have missed having you around"
y/n " well we are back together"
mo'at " granddaughter"
y/n " grandmother" the children had let you go as mo'at soon walked closer to you, and soon hugged you and you hugged her back.
mo'at " I'm happy to see you are well and the young adult you have become, all of you have grown up well in front of my eyes and when we were apart"
y/n " yes we all have and that makes me happy"
tsireya " we hope you all have a good stay here"
lo'ak " thank you for the help"
tsireya " your welcome"
neteyam " thanks for the help back there with the stuff"
aonung " well you are all our guest here we will be helping as much as we can"
spider " this place amazing"
kiri " I cant wait to see what is offers"
rotxo ' " well you are going to have an amazing time here" the group had helped the guests unpack their stuff and settle in bit.
tsireya " y/n we are going to head home for dinner and it getting late as well"
y/n " yes that good" the three teens soon left leaving you with your loved ones.
y/n " there is the food here or I see you brought some food as well, getting settled in"
neteyam " wait why don't stay with us"
y/n " I will love to brother but I have my own place here and I'm need elsewhere, don't be sad I will see you all tomorrow and we will have enough time to caught up"
tuk " okay"
y/n " goodbye for now rest well everyone" your sibling and spider hugged you on last time they soon walked into the their homes. As you were now with Jake, Neytiri, and Tsu'tey the tiro looked at you.
y/n " I hope the clan can help you while you are here"
Jake " it been so long your have grown over the time"
neytiri " yes it good to see you again life hasn't been the same"
y/n " take care all of you and tomorrow change is coming for us all" you had bowed your head saying nothing else as you soon walked off, leaving them alone to get use to their new lives here. There was something new about you that no on could understand only mo'at could see and understand, they soon saw you speaking with kawwney and soon talking with him and walking off together. There was this feeling in the air that your family and clan were feeling after see you after so long.
That night
y/n " ......" you are sitting on the bed you share with kawwney, he soon came into the room with the children.
y/n " what going on"
kawwney " it will be best for them to stay in here with us tonight, as you are going to need all our support to deal with them" kawwey soon place the kids in hanging crib.
kawwney " they are asleep after having a good dinner and play time"
y/n " yes"
kawwney " what the matter my love"
y/n " I hope I have enough strength to deal with them"
kawwney " you have enough strength my love you have shown me that strength over and over again, but you are not alone I'm here I will help you"
y/n " thank you"
kawwney "I love you"
y/n " I love you as well" kawwney soon brought you into a hug and kissed your forehead, the both of you stayed awake before laying in bed and fall alseep after moving the kids to the bed. You had looked at your mate and kids, with a smile on your face yes you did have the strength for anything that will come for you. A smile grown on your face as you kissed your husband and kids on their heads, before falling asleep as well. As the last words had escaped your mouth before you had fallen asleep thank you great mother.
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can u please do really heavy angst with dad!matt? but with a happy ending ofc
Shot - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n oneshot
warnings - blood, shooting, swearing, violence, guns, angst, death, mid ending
disclaimer: first and 3rd person PoV
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2:55pm
Ding
I looked away from my computer as i heard my text chime come from my phone.
Picking up my phone i read the text.
Esposo ❤️
can’t wait for you to get out of work baby
i love you
I smiled to myself before responding.
Esposo ❤️
can’t wait for you to get out of work baby
i love you
i love you too matt 💗
2:57pm
I responded before shutting off my phone.
Three more minutes Y/n. Three more then you get to go home to your husband and kids.
Y/n finished typing her article as the clock went from 2:59 to 3:00.
She was done for the day.
Picking up her stuff with her phone in her jean pocket, locking her office door and starting to walk down the hallway.
“Goodbye, Y/n. See you tomorrow!” The receptionist, katie said.
“Bye, katie. See you tomorrow.” I said, smiling at her.
I see my bestfriend Josie come out of the staff room with a coffee, I let out a laugh. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting off work now?” I asked her as she took a sip of her coffee.
“Yo soy, pero el jefe quiéreme stay longer.” She told me.
yo soy, pero el jefe quiéreme: i am, but the boss wants me to…
I shook my head, our boss didn’t particularly like us, it’s either because we were of a different race or because he didn’t like woman. Whatever the reason, it sucks, and he treats us differently, the only reason he keeps us is because we are too good at our job to be let go, and the only reason we put up with it is cause the moneys good.
“Cabrón, el es loco, dios mío.” I scoffed.
cabrón, el es loco, dios mío: bastard, he is crazy, my god
She put her hand on mine, basically telling me she wasn’t bothered by it. “Okay, enough about la chupacabra, we still on for Saturday?” She asked.
la chupacabra: weird animal type thing (search it up to get a better understanding)
I nodded, “Yes, Matt has the kids and no work, so we get the night off.” I told her.
She nodded, “Should we invite Chris? Maybe he needs some-”
I laughed, “Josie, stop obsessing over him! You’re crazy!” I said, starting to walk away again.
She followed me, “He’s hot, y/n!”
“Josie, you realize that if you call Chris hot you’re calling my husband hot because they’re triplets!” I said, taking a left into the hallway that had the elevator at the end of it.
Josie stopped for a second, “Oh my god, that’s disgusting.” She fake gagged.
I let out a laugh and pushed her shoulder, “Bye, weirdo. Love you.”
Josie laughed, “Love you too.” Before walking away back to where we had just came from.
I pressed the button for the elevator, waiting patiently.
Ding
My phone chimed again.
I went to check before i heard a BANG.
I jumped at how loud it was.
It was silent before i heard screaming, my coworkers were screaming.
Along with the screaming, i heard crying, my friends from work begging not to die.
Before i heard two more shots.
I was frozen, stuck in place as i heard footsteps coming around the corner, the same corner i just came from.
The elevator door wasn’t opening, so i decided to take a right and run down the hallway.
I knew there must’ve been a shooter, and he or she was right where my office was.
As i run i open a random office door, locking it and shutting the blinds, before i here a cough.
I look down and see Josie covered in blood, and a shot to her abdomen.
I almost let out a scream, but remembering the circumstances i didn’t, i let out a sob.
“Josie?” I sobbed, falling on my knees next to her.
“Y/n..” She breathed out, her holding her wound.
I pulled out my phone, calling 911.
“911, what’s your emergency?” An operator asked, female operator.
I let out a sob as Josie began to struggle to breathe.
“Y/n, s-shh..” She croaked out, putting her hand on my wrist for me to be quiet.
“T-there’s a shooting- the los angeles news office p-please come quick.” I cried.
“Okay, ma’m. Do you have any idea who the shooter is?” The operator asked.
I let out another sob, “N-no!” I said, maybe a little too loud.
Josie let out a cough, one that gathered a lot of blood to spit up on her chest. “Y/n, be quiet or you’re going to get hurt.” Josie said, squeezing my wrist slightly, not hurting me though.
“Alright. Help is on the way, i’d like you to stay on the line with me. Can you do that for me?” The nice lady asked me.
“M-mhm.” Y/n says, her hands shaking as she held the phone, her eyes locked on her bestfriend that was probably on her last breaths.
“Josie- j-josie! Keep your eyes open, p-please don’t die- this can’t happen you can’t die, i- i can’t! Come on, y-you’re my best friend, w-we’re supposed to get really rich and move far a-away together with my family, a-and matt’s gonna have to deal with having you around all the time because i love you. We are supposed to get out of this office, josie, together!” I sobbed as i held her in my arms.
“Ma’m, it��s best to stay quiet, you would not like to let the shooter know where you are.” The 911 operator butted in, i let out a quick mhm.
Josie smiled at me, “We will make it out of here, y/n. Don’t be so dramatic.” She tried to convince me.
I almost let out a laugh but another cry fell out of my mouth, “I can’t lose you, i can’t.”
Josie let out another cough, “I’m getting kind of tired, i think-”
I shook my head, “Josie, no, please, no no, Josie, no!” I held her to my chest as her eyes started to close.
“I love you, Y/n. Tell Ella and Mailo- and even Matt i love them too. You guys were a real family to me.” She said, letting out a few more coughs, before her body went still.
Y/n let out a blood curdling scream, the scream was loud enough for the police that were swarming outside to hear it, the scream was so loud she was going to be next.
“No- Josie, this isn’t funny, wake up, Jose. Come on! Fuck, please! Fucking wake up! We have plans on saturday! Josie please! Come on, i love you!” I shook her body but she didn’t wake up.
I heard sirens and the 911 operator in my ear, “Ma’m? What’s going on? Are you near the shooter?”
I let out multiple sobs, “M-my bestfriend! She’s dead! S-she’s- she’s dead!” Y/n sobbed, hugging her bestfriends body.
“Im so sorry, Y/n.” I heard the operator say before there was a bunch of commotion outside the office i was in, i heard the cops and a couple more shots.
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3:24pm
Y/n was brought outside with a police officer that rubbed her back, bringing her to an ambulance.
Y/n was still, silent.
Death was weird, it’s like one minute you’re making plans with somebody and the next minute that somebody is dead. Isn’t it weird?
Well to Y/n it was.
Right now she didn’t know what to feel, happy she’s alive to go home to her husband and kids? Or heartbroken that the person who understood her the most was taken away from her, in her own arms.
“Whats your name, hon’?” Asked a EMT, pulling Y/n out of her thoughts.
“Y/n Sturniolo.” She croaked out, her throat scratchy from her crying.
The EMT nodded, offering a soft smile, “Okay.. I need someone we can contact, someone who can pick you up?”
Y/n rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands, “My husband is taking care of my kids i don’t want them to see me like this.” Y/n said, swallowing harshly as she pointed out that she was covered in blood, not that it was hers but she’d never want her kids to see her like that, that vulnerable.
The EMT nodded, “Well, Y/n, it appears that you’re still recovering from shock, so why don’t we give your husband a call, is that okay?” The EMT pushed.
Y/n’s ears started ringing, “I just- i need to go home, i’m so tired.” She whispered out.
The EMT placed a hand on her shoulder, “Let us call your husband.” The EMT whispered with a whole lot of care in her voice, taking in and acknowledging Y/n’s state.
Y/n looked up at the EMT, giving a slight nod before pulling her phone out and dialing Matt before giving the EMT her phone.
The EMT muttered a ‘thank you’ and turned her back towards Y/n when Matt had answered the phone.
“Hi, is this Matt sturniolo?”
“Okay, great. My name is Abby gibbons I am an EMT for the Los Angeles hospital, I’m afraid to tell you that there has been a shooting in your wife’s place of work-”
“Mr.Sturniolo, your wife is okay…”
That’s when the EMT’s voice drifted off, Y/n closed her eyes, her head leaning on the side of the ambulance truck.
Falling asleep.
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3:47pm
Matt rushed out of his car, walking towards where all the commotion was.
He looks around before spotting Y/n sitting on the back of an ambulance with her eyes closed as her head was leaned on the side of the truck, an EMT standing with a clip board.
Matt rushed over there.
“Sorry, there was so much traffic and i had to drop the kids off-” Matt’s breathing is quick and rapid, “Sorry, i don’t-” Matt shook his head as he placed his hand on his chest.
Y/n rubbed her eyes as she started to wake up.
Matt had tears down his face.
“Y/n is okay and free to go home, she is dehydrated so i recommend giving her lots of water.” The EMT told Matt.
Matt nodded and went to give Y/n a hug, Y/n didn’t hug back which was weird but Matt didn’t say anything.
“There’s blood- why are you covered in it?” Matt said as he pulled away from the hug.
Y/n shrugged, “It’s not mine.” She said as she got up, scratching her head.
Matt quirked his eyebrows, “Then who-?”
“It’s Josies, she died.” Y/n cut Matt off as she pulled out her phone, starting to go on it as Matt’s face dropped.
Matt let a few more tears drop down his cheek before he wiped them away, knowing Y/n should be hurting, should be crying, should be showing some sort of emotion but she's not.
"I'm so tired, Matt. Can we go home, please?" Y/n asked as she stood up.
Matt nodded as he grabbed her arm to help her, "We can go."
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4:28pm
They both walked in the house, Matt keeping his hand on the small of her back.
"I can run you a bath, sweetheart." Matt said as Y/n rubbed her forehead, she wasn't in a good state of mind.
Y/n looked towards Matt, nodding, "Okay, that sounds nice. I'm just gonna call Josie, we have plans on Saturday. You're still gonna babysit the kids then, right?"
Matt lets out a sigh, flashing a smile, "Yeah, i got them." Matt reassured, making Y/n smile and pull out her phone, dialing Josie's number.
Y/n stands there, picking at her nails, waiting for Josie to pick up, but as expected she didn't.
Y/n let out a 'huh', shrugging before she put her phone down on the coffee table, "She didn't answer.." Y/n says, her face curious as to why her bestfriend didn't answer her.
Matt bit his lip, trying not to cry at his wife's lost state. "She might be busy, n/n. Maybe you should get in the bath and she'll call you back later?" Matt suggests, putting his hand on her shoulder.
Y/n nods, "Okay."
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"Arms up.." Matt muttered, Y/n doing as he said while he pulled her shirt off her body.
He put the shirt in the bathroom sink before turning back to Y/n, reaching behind her back and unclipping her bra, throwing it alpng with her shirt.
His hands made their way to her pants, unbuttoning the jeans and pulling them down, along with her underwear. "Step." He mumbled as Y/n held onto his shoulders, letting out a giggle as she stepped out of her clothes, now ready to get into the bath.
Y/n got in the bath sinking into the water. Matt watched as she did this, she was peaceful and unbothered.
"I'm gonna go put your clothes in the wash, i'll be right back, sweetgirl." He said softly, leaning down and kissing her head before he walked out of the bathroom.
That's when Y/n closed her eyes, she knew matt was acting different, but after she took a short nap when she was sitting in the ambulance she couldn't remember what had happened just 15 minutes prior.
Ambulance..? Why was she sitting in the back of the ambulance? Y/n thought, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to remember. Y/n then took a breath, hugging her knees to her chest before closing her eyes.
As i run i open a random office door, locking it and shutting the blinds, before i here a cough.
I look down and see Josie covered in blood, and a shot to her abdomen.
Y/n shook her head and rubbed her eyes at the memory. Closing her eyes even tighter.
“Y/n, s-shh..” She croaked out, putting her hand on my wrist for me to be quiet.
Y/n started to remember everything now.
Josie let out another cough, “I’m getting kind of tired, i think-”
I shook my head, “Josie, no, please, no no, Josie, no!” I held her to my chest as her eyes started to close.
Y/n let out a blood curdling scream...
“No- Josie, this isn’t funny, wake up, Jose. Come on! Fuck, please! Fucking wake up! We have plans on saturday! Josie please! Come on, i love you!” I shook her body but she didn’t wake up.
I let out multiple sobs, “M-my bestfriend! She’s dead! S-she’s- she’s dead!” Y/n sobbed, hugging her bestfriends body.
“Im so sorry, Y/n.” I heard the operator say.
Y/n was now crying, her face buried in her hands as she let out gut-wrenching cries, her whole body shaking.
Matt ran back into the bathroom as he heard her cries from downstairs.
He kneeled next to the bathtub, putting his hand on her wet back. "What's going on, baby? Are you hurt? Are y-"
Y/n cut him off, "She's dead, Matt! She's gone! A-and I couldn't save her, I couldn't do it!" Y/n cried out, her breaths fast and heavy.
Matt bit his lip and shook his head, "It's not your f-fault, Y/n. It's not, sweetheart, it's not." Matt held her close to his body, kissing her head as she sobbed into his chest, letting it all out.
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6:32pm
Y/n was currently sitting at her vanity, looking into the mirror as Matt brushed her wet hair.
She was emotionless, eyes puffy and red from crying.
Matt kissed the side of her head, "How are you doing, love?" He asked softly.
She responded with a shrug, making Matt nod and continue to brush her hair.
As he finished brushing her hair he placed the brush down on the vanity, letting out a sigh as he turned her chair around to face him.
Matt looked down at her as she made eye contact with him. "Y/n, you have every right to feel what you're feeling. It's going to be hard the next couple months, years whatever it won't stop getting hard, but i need you to promise me, that you'll be okay.." Matt said, making Y/n look down.
He grabbed her face softly with his hand, making her look back up at him. "Y/n promise me you will be okay, a-and you won't do anything stupid. Please, baby, please." He begged.
Y/n nodded, "Eventually..i'll be okay."
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How are we feeling guys ?
My heart hurts
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hiiii! could you maybe do one where the reader is nervous about spending Christmas with the triplets for the first time and also nervous because this is the first Christmas without her family but Matt helps her feel more comfortable (friends to lovers with Matt) ❤️❤️
𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒
summary: friends to lovers with matt, the ask
warnings: anxiety, panic attack, y/n pov!!
Snow is falling, it’s pretty I won’t lie. Apart of me misses home though, don’t get me wrong being outside late at night walking with the triplets admiring the lights and snow is an amazing feeling. When every distraction is gone i’m left with this feeling of emptiness. We just got back from our walk through the neighborhood and got back to the triplets childhood home.
I moved in with the triplets a couple months ago and they had asked me to spend Christmas with their family and them and I couldn’t say no, and here I am sitting by the window of the guest room watching the snow fall and the pretty lights of other houses while the triplets are downstairs with their family. I’m left without mine. Christmas eve should be happy? Right??
Tears began to stream down my face as I look down, my breathing started to pick up and my heart was rapidly beating. My hands began to shake as I desperately gasped for air. What was I supposed to do if i’m spending christmas with someone else’s family? Are my presents enough? What if I get nothing and sit there awkwardly?
My thoughts interrupted as the door opens. I quickly look down to hide my tears.
“Hey chris and nick are downstairs, I made you hot choco- woah, woah what happened?” Matt quickly set the mug down, and rushed over to me. Kneeling before the bed to see my face as my head was still down. His hands embrace my hands and he immediately notices the tears streaming down my face.
“oh, y/n…” he gets up quickly and pulls me into a hug.
“I just- I don’t know what to do. Like i’m so nervous to spend Christmas here.” he nods and pulls me in tighter and brings my chin up with his hand so i’ll look at him.
“Y/n, we all love you here. I know it’s hard to spend Christmas away from your family but your enough for us. Here, i’ll stay with you for a little.”
He gets up and grabs my mug and his and hands mine to me, he smiles as I grab it. “extra whipped cream and sprinkles just how you like it, here get comfortable on the bed. What do you wanna watch?”
He lays next to me and covers me with the blanket, my mind raced through movies that reminded me of home as I decided on the grinch. “hm, the grinch?” I asked Matt.
“I love that movie y/n!” he smirks as I take a sip from my hot chocolate, “thank you for the hot chocolate it’s amazing Matt.” I look into his eyes.
“Anytime.” the movie turns on, my eyes glued to the screen but after some time my eyes start to feel heavy.
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“Y/n…y/n..hey wake up it’s Christmas.” My eyes flutter open and is met with Matt’s face, he tucks a piece of hair behind my face. “let’s go y/n.” He rolls off the bed and stands up and opens the door for me. I put my slippers on and make my way down the stairs Matt behind me.
I sit down on the floor next to the triplets. Huge presents under the tree and mary lou holding a stocking that says my name, Matt looks at me and mouths I told you. “Oh my gosh!! thank you, I love it so much.” I smile holding the stocking, mary lou smiles.
“Let me get a picture of you and the triplets!!” she lights up pulling out her phone as I lean into Matt his hand sneaks it’s way to my hip, I look at him quickly smiling as mary lou takes a picture before i turn my head to the camera. She snaps another picture as we start to open presents. After all the presents are opened, Matt speaks up. “Wait hold on I have another present I forgot it in my room.” he gets up and walks to his room as everyone else looks confused.
I hear his footsteps behind me as mary lou’s hands fly to her mouth smiling, I look the Chris and Nick smiling. My head whips around to see Matt holding Pink and white flowers in a vase, a little note hanging from the stem of a rose. Matt sits down and hands me the flowers.
“Oh my god Matt, these are beautiful!!” My face lighting up.
“Read the note.” he smiles before glancing over to his brothers beet red.
Dear y/n, for two long years I have loved you. From the way your hair falls to the way you laugh. Everything about you drives me crazy, this Christmas I’ve been thinking about you a lot and how I’d like to make this special day even more special. I was hoping that maybe you’ll be my pretty girlfriend.
“Of course Matt.” I set the flowers down and hug him.
“This day couldn’t get any better.” he holds me.
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'BLIND' - C.S
| 'WILL YOU?' |
Synopsis - They're so in love with each other, they're oblivious.
Warnings! - Profanity, Y/N being head over heels for Chris (honestly girl me too), they both blind asf, the triplets are in Boston Y/N is in LA still, I think that's all.
A/N - This is basically an apology for my last fic. I am so deeply sorry for those I made cry, here's something to cheer you up. 😋😘😘 Also I'm going to start putting the animal they chose for tour 2 next to the name bc I think it's cool.
This is so difficult. Who knew having a crush on your best friend would be so draining?
The guys just left for the airport and let me stay in their house while they're in Boston for the week. Should be easy, right? I mean I already crash here like almost every day. But being in a place that has essence of Chris, everywhere, makes it kind of hard to breathe.
I'm barely half an hour into Corpse Bride, the movie I put on when they left, when I get a notification from snapchat.
And for some reason, I find myself smiling as I open it. It's from Chris. A picture of him, hood pulled up and headphones over his ears with a little smile on his face. The words 'miss u already' at the bottom.
I save it to my camera roll. I mean, he just looks so good. Like all the time. How can I not? I send one back with a 'miss u 2' with a kiss emoji, as a joke, but not at the same time.
I focus back to Corpse Bride and get comfy on the couch.
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I'm pretty sure I fell asleep at some point during the movie, because when I wake up, the movie is over and it's dark out now, unlike it was when the triplets left.
I walk to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water and sit back down on the couch. I pick up my phone and see multiple messages, snaps, and Instagram notifications from Chris. At first, I think something's wrong. But instead, it's just him updating where they are in their flight process, some funny shit Nick did, and multiple pictures of him, all of which I save.
The most recent one was a text saying he was going to try and get some sleep with the words 'I love you' at the end with a white heart and the kiss face emoji.
Now when I say I got butterflies and felt my face heat up, I mean I got BUTTERFLIES. How is he real?
I look at the time, it's 12:48, and see I was actually asleep for a few hours instead of just one. I turn the TV off and walk down to Chris's room. It's almost as if being in his room sent a universal message to him, my phone rings from my hand as I get comfy in his comforter.
A facetime call. I answer and is greeted by a smiling Chris.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"How's your flight been so far? You get some sleep?"
"Yeah, I got a little bit. But then some little girl started throwing a tantrum and woke me up."
A quiet chuckle makes its way out of me.
"Damn that sucks."
"What've you been up to?"
"I watched Corpse Bride, or well it watched me because I fell asleep."
This time he chuckles, and it sounds so, angelic to me. Especially in his sleepy voice.
"How close are you guys to Boston?"
"3 hours away."
"That's good."
We sit in silence for a few minutes, I scroll through Instagram, occasionally looking at Chris's face in the corner of my screen.
"You in my room?"
For some reason the question sent a new wave of butterflies in my chest. I nod.
"Yeah. I can't seem to get comfortable on the couch."
I'm not sure if what I said made him happy or if he saw something funny, either way, a smile is now on his face.
We spend the next like, hour on facetime, joking, talking, and just sometimes sitting in silence. Until I fall asleep.
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I wake up the next morning, phone in front of me and still on, with Chris still on facetime.
By the looks of it, he's in the van with Matt, and they're talking but I can't hear it. So, he must be on mute.
I yawn and stretch before picking up my phone to see the time. 11:23. Meaning it's 2:23 in Boston.
I get out of Chris's bed and grab my phone, which I don't remember plugging in but is plugged into the charger and walk upstairs to make whatever they have in their cabinets.
Chris, having heard me moving-and-a-grooving, making a whole lot of noise going through the cabinets, seemingly unmutes and speaks.
"Good morning." I look at my phone with a smile as he turns the camera to Matt who says the same thing.
"Good morning to you two as well."
I go back to rummaging through the cabinets.
"Where did Nick hide the cereal? I can't find it."
"Cabinet above the stove, hidden behind the boxes of rice."
"Thank you, Matt."
I open the cabinet and move the rice boxes out of the way and, alas, the Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I grab the box and grab a bowl and pour some in before returning it to its original spot and then pouring some milk in and grabbing a spoon.
I sit at the table at begin to eat, while scrolling through Instagram, duh. I open Chris's story to a screenshot of me, asleep. I laugh and shake my head.
"What're you laughing at?"
"Why do I look so weird when I sleep?" I laugh out as I drop my phone on the table and lean my head in my hands.
"Oh. You saw that. You don't look weird; I think you look quite good to be honest."
My jaw falls open and I pick my phone up to see a small smirk on Chris's face.
I quickly shut my mouth and roll my eyes.
"What? All I said was that you looked good while you were sleeping. Wait- no that sounds weird."
"Yeah, very weird Chris." I hear Matt say.
I snort and finish my breakfast at the same time Matt pulls into the driveway of their house,
"How long you guys been home?"
"About 11-ish hours or so."
"You guys gotten any rest?"
"Chris went to sleep as soon as he reached his room."
"Matt! Don't expose me like that!"
I laugh at both the fact Matt said and Chris not denying it.
"Is that Y/N?" I gasp at the sound of Marylou's voice and Chris moves to his mom and shows her his phone screen. I wave with a big smile.
"Hi Marylou! Miss you!"
"Miss ya too honey!" I love her accent, it's so calming.
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After about another hour of talking with Chris, Matt, and occasionally, Nick, we hung up and I turned on the triplets YouTube channel, even though I've seen all of their videos already, just to pass time.
It's so weird being here alone. And I'll be here alone for like the next week and a half.
Then, I get a though. What if I hid little things around Chris's room for him to find? But what would I even do?
Without thinking, I walk up to Nick's room and grab some paper and head back downstairs. I sit at the table and make paper origami hearts of all sizes, off of pure memory.
Once I've made at least 20 of them, I grab them and walk down to Chris's room and start hiding them in both plain sight and put some of the bigger ones in hidden places.
But there's a twist. Inside all of the hearts contain little messages and the biggest one has a confession on it. Don't know what came over me to write that but I did. And now I have to wait a week and a half for him to get home and find them.
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Nobody Does It Like My Daddy
Relationship: Ari Levinson x Jake Jensen (bear and cubby) Ransom Drysdale x female!reader (ninja and puppy) implications of the quadrouple (NLLYL AU)
Words: ~1.5k
Summary: Father’s Day with the Jensen-Levinsons.
Warnings: explicit language, brief explicit sexual content (salad tossing, mention of blowjobs, m/m sex), a ridiculous amount of fluff, MAJOR SPOILERS FOR THE QUADROUPLE!!! 18+ ONLY!!
A/N: Happiest of Father’s Day to you my lovely readers from perhaps my favorite DILFs.
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Jake grumbled when he felt Ari kiss his neck, screwing his eyes closed against the morning sun that was filling their bedroom.
“Too early.” He huffed when his husband chuckled into his shoulder, rolling over and burying his face in the pillow to try to force himself back to sleep. “It’s Sunday, the triplets took forever to go down last night, let me sleep.”
“I just can’t, cub.” Ari purred and crawled so his body was stretched over Jake’s, kissing his shoulders and starting to move down his spine while he kept making pleasant noises. “Besides, it’s not just Sunday, it’s Father’s Day. And I’ve gotta show some appreciation for my favorite father.”
“Fine.” Jake let his eyes droop when Ari nuzzled into the small of his back, snorting when he kissed that damn tattoo like he always did before he nipped at his ass and slid under the covers. “But I’m gonna sleep while you eat me out.”
“Grumpy boy.” Ari started rubbing Jake’s ass cheeks before spreading them apart, kissing his little pink hole gently a few times until he heard Jake whine. “Just as long as Daddy gets a good blowjob from you once you’re awake. I’m sure we have plenty of time before the kids…”
“No!” As soon as Ari said something one of the babies stirred on the monitor and the sound of running feet filled the house, making Jake snarl at his husband even as he started licking his asshole. “You just had to say it.”
Ari didn’t have a chance to respond before their door was flung open by Isaac and Eli who were shouting “happy Father’s Day” at the top of their lungs. Jake tried to turn over but couldn’t with his bear holding down the lower half of his body, and said bear had to flatten himself out as much as possible so their children couldn’t see where he was and what he was doing.
“Where’s Pop?” Jake was bright red when Eli asked him that, fighting the urge to punch the lump in the sheets when he felt Ari chuckling against his hip. “We’re making you breakfast!”
Jake’s concern about his wild sons operating cooking appliances disappeared when Ransom walked into the room, though he did get even more red when the man smirked as he took in the extra lumpy blankets.
“You little dudes go wash your hands, c’mon. Give your dad a chance to wake up.” Ransom leaned against the door frame and grinned wickedly after the twins ran out of the room. “Morning Jake. Morning Ari.”
“Morning pretty boy.” Ari beamed at the man after flinging the blankets off his head, ignoring his husband’s scolding glare as he kept kissing his perky ass. “Where’s gorgeous?”
“Feeding the dumplings.” Ransom nodded to the monitor so they could see you sitting in the nursery and holding one of the babies close to your breast. “How long do you two need to finish up here?”
“Fifteen minutes?” Ari hushed Jake and smacked his ass when he tried to turn over again. “I guess I can wait to get my dick sucked until tonight.”
“Aww, the sacrifices you make for your kids.” Ransom sniffed the air and swore under his breath before turning and running down the hall. “Rach! That had better be toast I smell burning! I said no using the stove without me!”
“Oh god… Jesus!” Jake’s concern about what their children were getting up to disappeared when Ari buried his face between his cheeks again, arching his back and moaning while his tongue swirled around his tight pink hole. “Ugh, that feels so good.”
“I know, baby.” Ari purred as he gave one of Jake’s cheeks a gentle bite. “Now hush and let me enjoy my fifteen minute meal.”
Jake’s legs were a little wobbly by the time they made it downstairs twenty minutes later, a huge grin on his face when he saw the smorgasbord the kids had laid out for them.
“Wow, pancakes and waffles and French toast, you guys went all out.” Jake sighed when Ari kissed his temple when they walked into the dining room, his heart melting at the kids all covered in flour as they ran to hug their dads. “You guys are the best kids ever, I’ve gotta kiss all of you.”
“Oh no, dad!” The twins tried to wriggle away when Jake kissed the tops of their heads, escaping when he embraced Rachel only to be scooped up by Ari in a bear hug. “Pop!”
“It’s Father’s Day, you have to accept all of our affection, it’s the rule!” Ari laughed when they kept squirming until he let go of them, giving Rachel her own hug and smiling at Ransom when he came in holding Micah on his hip. “Hey bubba! Can you say ‘happy Father’s Day’?”
“Happy day!” Micah squealed when Ari scooped him out of Ransom’s arms and kissed his chubby cheeks, grabbing onto his beard and pulling playfully. “Happy day, papa!”
“Aw, what about me?” Jake beamed when Micah screamed for him to have a happy day as well, kissing his forehead while Ari strapped him into the high chair while he sat next to Rachel and helped her pile some pancakes onto her plate as Ransom tried to wrangle the twins. “Thank you for this, Ran. Did you guys thank your uncle?”
All of the kids said thank you as loud as they could before starting to stuff their faces, shouting again with their mouths full to say hello to you when you walked into the room somehow holding all three babies at once until Ari stood up to help you.
“Happy Father’s Day, boys!” You handed Caleb to Ari and Shiloh to Jake before sitting down with Naomi in your lap, shaking your head when your husband just let the twins climb all over him. “All three dumplings are fed and very happy. I think we have some presents for you to open.”
“Presents?” Jake laughed when the three older kids all ran to go get the gifts with a chorus of happy yells, the dogs running after them when they charged back into the room with their gifts. “Look at these, did you guys wrap them yourselves?”
Their affirmative answers were obvious from the haphazard folds in the wrapping paper and excessive tape, but they were the most beautiful presents either of them had ever seen. They got homemade cookies with paw prints in them from ‘the pets’ and gave exuberant thanks for them after you whispered that they were sanitary and safe for consumption in Ari’s ear. Ari cooed over the beard grooming kit and hiking guides, and Jake had to kiss the kids all over again when he got his book of dad jokes and a t-shirt that said ‘Dad Jokes, That’s How Eye-Roll’. And they both started crying when the giant photo board was revealed, much to the kids’ embarrassment.
“Okay, let’s all go clean up the dishes so we can go on a hike!” Ransom kissed the top of your head as he stood up, sighing when he got a look at the twins sprinting towards the kitchen with handfuls of silverware. “Little dudes, no running with the cutlery, c’mon!”
“Did you guys like your presents?” You bounced Naomi on your lap while she babbled happily, smiling at Jake and Ari when they nodded and reaching out to let Micah hold on to your finger when he pouted at you. “Well, you deserve them. You are the best dads.”
“We couldn’t do a lot of it without you and Ran, honey.” Ari cradled Caleb against his chest while he snored softly, leaning forward and kissing your cheek while watching Jake kiss Shiloh out of the corner of his eye. “Especially with these three. Do you need to pump at all?”
“No, I did last night and they emptied me out when I got here.” Naomi squealed and flailed her arms and you couldn’t help but smile. “Speaking of me and Ran, I have something to tell you that I need you to keep secret.”
“Oh yeah?” Jake grinned when Shiloh tried to snatch his glasses off before blowing a raspberry against her stomach while she kicked her chubby little legs. “Is this a good secret or a bad secret?”
“It’s a very good secret.” You lowered your voice when you heard Ransom bellow from the kitchen as one of the kids sprayed him with water. “We made the mutual decision that I wasn’t going to go back on my birth control but we didn’t really think about the fact that I’m not exclusively breastfeeding and well… I was late. And I took a test and…”
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What you do to me ~ M.S
warning: PURE SMUTT minors do not read dom!matt (for most of it)
i’ve been best friends with the triplets since freshmen year of high school when i was seated next to nick in math class and me and him grew into inseparable friends and along with that i made friends with his brothers well more like brother. me and chris bonded well he was like the older overprotective brother i never got to have and well matt he just hates me i think he’s still holding a grudge since i broke up with his old best friend at the end of freshman year .
the only conversations i’ve ever had with matthew ended in an argument and sometimes it hurt enough for me to cry i just can never grasp why matt can’t move on and me and him can have a normal friendship together i know we could cause we have a lot in common more than me and nick and i think that makes me like him much more than i already do. i know matt’s a great guy and having him looking at me with his angry eyes is just so much hotter than knowing he’d be a perfect boyfriend but it makes the fact he hates me hurt much more.
nick🤍
nick🤍: come over let’s watch a movie we miss you!!
me: we as in you and chris
nick🤍: give him time y/n trust me when he caves you guys will be perfect together
me: i wish anyway i’ll be over in like 20
nick🤍: perfect! pick up some mcdonald’s otw?
me: was already planning on it!!
nick🤍: your the best
I started putting on some makeup more than usual i had already curled my hair this morning so i decided to leave it be and i put on my new white langerie set then black leggings that hold my butt just right i never wear tight clothes but i’m feeling different today so i’ll make an exception. i put on a blue fresh love hoodie and headed to my car
little time skip
when i pulled into there drive way i saw nick step out of the house and run towards my car helping me bring the mcdonald’s inside to the boys
when we walked in i saw matt laying on the couch on his phone his hair was a little longer obviously in need of a cut but i liked it long like that, a little stubble and to my shock a light blue fresh love hoodie and black jeans we were.. “twinnin i see” chris says knowing it would piss off matt
matt rolled his eyes and got up and walked toward his room “where are you going matthew?” i asked confused
“i’m going to change” he said annoyed god his voice was so deep i loved it i could feel a wetness between my legs start to form
“anyway y/n i’ve never seen you in leggings your bod looks great #bodgoals” chris said while sticking out his tongue and holding up the peace sign i just rolled my eyes and opened my happy meal
matt’s pov
god i love it when she calls me mathew makes me wanna cream myself right there on the spot and we were twinning unplanned that has to be like a sign i don’t know what i’m saying that’s not true but the one thing i know is true was the statement i just heard Chris yell y/n looks so good with those leggings wrapped tight around her perfect legs and ass anyway i can’t take too long so i throw on a pair of fresh love sweats and a t shirt ik she loves i always see her staring at it and when i’m done i head back out
y/n pov
after a bit we decided to watch the conjuring right before it started matt walked out with a bright pink hershey bear t-shirt and grey fresh love sweats the one outfit that gets me turned on the most is ofc the outfit he decides to wear
“you almost missed the movie we were gonna start without you” nick says
“well i’m here aren’t i? just start the fucking movie” matt says
“ooo tough guy matt has arrived” chris yells but i don’t care abt what there saying all i can think abt is how good he looks i can’t help but stare it’s not even a glance it’s a full blown stare
“y/n stop eye fucking matt” chris says
my cheeks flood with heat “i wasn’t i was just - uh idk - zoned out ig?”
matt chuckles at this “not funny matt” nick says
“it’s kinda funny” matt says
“okay guys wtv i just like that fit” i say i mean it wasn’t a lie i just didn’t include the fact that it turns me on
“yeah okay y/n” matt says
i finally try and focus on the movie but i can feel matt’s stare burning through me probably just trying to make me nervous cause i know he knows i like him
matt’s pov
i knew this shirt would turn her on it pisses me off that i can’t do shit abt it cause we’re in front of my brothers and she doesn’t know how i feel about her so i just stare at her eye fucking her worse than she was earlier but no one gives 2 shits to call me out for it cause they think i hate her which makes this even better on my behalf
y/ns pov
he’s still staring and it’s the only thing i can focus on i don’t even know what’s going on in the movie and i’ve watched it 20 times before all i can focus on is him and the feeling between my legs the only thing i can do at this point is sit up and rub my thighs together but i want him so bad i can’t even think straight
“bro when’s this movie gonna end” chris says annoyed
“like 15 more minutes be patient” nick says
15 more minutes and i’m going to matthews room and convince him to stop hating me i need him to atleast not hate me i also need to be alone with him.
matt’s pov
i see y/n rubbing her legs together she must think i’m an idiot i know she’s horny right now trying to get more friction. it’s probably swollen by now and just the thought of it gets me so..hard. fuck i’m rock hard there’s no way i can fucking hide that without something on my lap so i grab a blanket and pull it on me hoping it will go away soon but near the end of the movie it’s worse it’s so bad it’s physically hurting me so i run to my bedroom hoping to relieve the pain
y/ns pov
matt went to bed early but no one really noticed theres about 5 minutes left of the movie. suddenly nick gets up to go to the washroom
“y/n you sleeping in my room tonight?” chris asks
“no i’m gonna hangout w nick and watch rupaul i will tomorrow night tho!” i say knowing damn well i’m not going to either of there rooms
“okok but can we build lego tmr night then? i bought some lego car sets” chris asks
“bet” i say back
we finish the movie and soon realize nick also went to bed early and not to the bathroom so i peeped my head in the door “hey nick i’m going to build lego’s with chris crash in his room just letting you know!” i say
“okay y/n! see you tmr” nick says
that’s when it’s time to go see matt but i hear some unusual sounds coming from in their “ngh- uh- fuck” it sounded like moans i stuck my head in the room “matt” i say softly
“Y/N FUCK GET OUT” matt yells covering himself under his blanket
“shhh let me talk to you please i’ll be quick” i say
“okay whatever” he says i close the door to let him get dressed and when he gives me the green light to come in i go and sit at the edge of his bed and take a deep breath “matthew why do you hate me look i get i broke up with brayden but that was freshman year! please get over it i wanna have a good friend ship with you please” i say
“you think i’m holding a grudge since you broke up with brayden? i could care less about him he was a major dick and he only got with you cause i liked you.” he says in the softest tone i’ve ever heard
“what? i-“
“i never hated you i just hate the way you make me feel i never felt this way about a girl and i hate it i can’t control myself around you so i act like i hate you so it hurts less. y/n you don’t know what you do to me.” he says cutting me off
“what do i do to you matthew?” knowing exactly what he means
he reaches his hand over to grab mine and brings it to his sweats where i feel his giant bulge i don’t think i’ve felt a dick that big before so my jaw is practically on the floor i give it a squeeze “fuck y/n” he whimpers “i was hoping this was what you were referring to” i say with a little smile before smashing our lips together i pull back so i can get up and straddle his lap then connecting our lips again matt tries to open my mouth with his tongue which i eventually open my mouth our tongues fighting for dominance which matt eventually wins so he flips us over that’s when he bites my bottom lip causing me to moan against him “matt i need more” i beg
“wdym princess” he says playing dumb
“i need you down there” i say
“all you had to do was ask baby” he says smirking
he lowers himself down on the bed and grabs the waistband of my leggings i nod as he pulls them off slowly then throwing them god knows where in his bedroom leaving me in a hoodie and my white lace panties “god y/n your so wet for me” he says smirking
“don’t flatter yourself matthew” i say back
he quickly take off my sweater now leaving me in panties and a bra he slides my panties down and shoves them in his pocket
“wait matt” i say
“what is it do you wanna stop?” he asks concerned
“no it’s just i’ve never exactly done this i mean my fingers but that’s it but don’t be so gentle i can take it” i reply
“oh i’m so glad you told me that i’ll try not to hurt you but i need to stretch you out before is that okay ?” he asks
“okay” i nod
he puts his pointer and middle finger in my mouth i start swishing it around with my tongue until he takes it out and inches it toward the place i desire him the most slowly inserting them both and moving in and out at a good pace
“matt faster please” i managed to get out
he speeds up his pace curling his fingers and hitting my g spot
“your taking my fingers so well baby” he praises
i clench down from his words i start to feel a knot tighten in my stomach i think matt can tell cause he starts speeding up his pace
“cum on my fingers princess” he says
and i do just that he rides me through my high with his fingers and then licks all my juices from them aswell
“as much as i want to cum in your mouth i need you now” matt says
“please” i beg back
matt pulls his pants and boxers off in one swift movement and taking his shirt off after when i finally get a good look at his member i swear my mouth was on the floor “i don’t think that’s gonna fit” i say worried
“hey it’s okay it will it’s just gonna hurt you can still back out now if you want too or if you want to atleast try we can make a code word just in case” he says sweetly
“banana” i say back chuckling at myself
“banana?” he says back confused
“that’s our code word now hurry up i need this please” i say
matt nods and lines himself with my entrance slowy pushing in i wince at the pain but he keeps going half way in until he stops
“your doing so well i’m gonna go in fully and let you adjust it’s gonna be okay” matt assured me
“thank you matt” i say
“what for doing the bare minimum? you deserve it baby” he says back
matt pushes in fully and let’s me adjust “matt i wanna be a sub i want you to be rough i don’t care please” i ask nervous
“i was hoping you’d ask that i’d love to see you be a sub for me” matt says smirking
“whatever” i say back
that’s when matt starts moving not to fast but i wince at the pain and
i scream “MATT FUCK -“
“you know you like it” he reply’s
he wasn’t wrong i loved it
“it’s your fault for being a bitch and giving me attitude” he adds
matt continues these semi-fast thrusts still making me moan out and kissing me from time to time
“faster” i say needing more of him
matt picks up his pace to one making my legs almost shake
“FUCK OMG MATTHEW” i scream again
he grabs my throat pinning me down more to the bed
“stfu your gonna get us caught do you want my brothers to walk in on us?” he says
i nod my head no
“that’s what i thought” he says again
matt still has a hold of my throat and continues to pound into me at an ungodly speed he’s holding my throat enough for me to breath but it’s still so hot seeing him over me like this and that’s when i feel a familiar knot in my stomach wanting to come undone
“you about to cum pretty girl? i can feel you clenching fuck it feels so good cum on my cock like the slut you are” he demands
and just a few seconds later i do as i’m told he rides me through my high and he soon does the same
“oh fuck y/n” he says that and stays in me for a bit longer before pulling out
“omg y/n are you okay did i hurt you at all” he asks
“no i loved it omg” i say back
“okay good baby we’re not going so rough next time i’m sorry let’s get you cleaned up” he says
he picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bathroom to clean me up when we’re done we cuddle and fall asleep in him bed
time skip
“WTFF” chris yells
me and matt jump out of bed
“what we’re you guys doing?” nick asks concerned
“i think we all know the answer to that question” matt says back
“so does this mean you guys are finally together” chris asks
“i’m down if your down” i say to matt
“bet” i reply
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Hi, hope u have a good day. Can you write hcs about studying and school with SMT boys + Kino? (Sorry if it spams there's a problem with my box)
Studying/School/Class w Sakamakis [hcs]
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Hi Love,
Thanks, and you too, so I have to split this into two pieces because it was literally too long. Hope you all like it, this is literally why I haven't done much of anything else because I've put basically all the free time I've had into here. It's finally done though. :)
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Shu:
⤵︎School with him:
📓As his gf you are the one who must get him out of bed.
📓And he makes you late sometimes. Most of the time even.
📓“Shu, c’mon we're going to be late.”
📓Rather than getting up, he pulls you in bed and makes you late for school.
📓This causes you two to walk there instead and you scold him about it.
📓“You make us late all the time!”
📓“Next time carry me then.”
📓“Whatta I look like to you? An Ox?” Knowing he’d give a smart answer to that, you quickly added, “Don’t answer that!”
📓He’d just laugh before k!ssing you on the cheek.
📓If it’s winter and you’re cold with tights and a thin skirt/shirt he puts his blazer over you.
📓And if you’re lucky sometimes he gives you his cardigan.
📓But it almost never happens, you dreaming that bitch would take it off.
📓Sometimes he tells you to ditch school so you two can go to a cafe to get food and go to the bookstore in the corner of town. Especially when it snows because he knows you like days like that.
📓He likes to go there and get coffee with you and talk about things that will make you laugh.
📓Although on the days you don’t ditch school with him he likes to race you to the school.
📓 “Loser carries the winner back home after school!” He’d yell dashing off getting a head start.
📓 “Shu! Wait!” You’d laugh trying to catch up to him.
📓You end up losing of course (mostly bc he uses his vampire speed) and lets just say even tho you lost, he just ends up carrying you.
📓I know he seems pretty lively with you but I mean he’s with the woman he loves. He becomes very active with her because she gives him something to look forward to.
📓Plus, vampires are about living in the moment so he’d never waste a moment with you considering you make him happy.
📓Anyways when you two get on campus you are usually hitting him cause he cheated and he’s just laughing.
📓if you’re not a third-year or you just don’t have the same classes as him, he departs after you get your stuff out of your locker.
📓When switching periods he usually is listening to music and you just like to watch him relax.
📓Although typically he notices you first and tries to talk to you even if it's just five minutes. Cause he can’t stay the hell away
📓You constantly remind him to go to class.
📓“Go, I’ll see you after.” You’d smile between a laugh.
📓“Maybe I’ll just speed up the clocks.” He’d grin.
📓”Don’t!”
📓He leaves his stuff in your locker sometimes.
📓Has makeout sessions sometimes with you instead of getting to class.
📓If his stupid brothers try to get you into trouble or if you two do something stupid, he makes sure the triplets get the blame.
📓Keeps you away from Reiji and makes sure you rarely see him tho. Mostly cause he might give you hard time.
📓Although he does like showing you off to him sometimes.
📓Sometimes you sit on the bench before the limo arrives and he sleeps on your shoulder.
📓In the limo you sit next to him and usually it's pretty quiet and he usually falls asleep on you there too and you just play with his hair.
📓If he’s awake (or looks like he’s asleep) his hand is on your thigh.
📓Leaves you notes in your locker sometimes.
📓If you are jealous that girls leave him a lot of love letters he finds it funny.
📓There are probably some girls who have tried to bully you and he protects you from it.
📓Gets away with sucking your b⸸ood.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓He only attends the class because you force him to, only some tho since you can’t convince him to go to all of them.
📓Is always present in the classes you are in with him and he thinks that’s enough effort. It’s really just to have the excuse to see you.
📓He likes to sit next to you because he tea$es all he wants.
📓Plus he doesn’t want to be partners with someone else.
📓And he thinks you’d cover for him if he dozed off.
📓Which you probably won't.
📓If the teacher calls on you and you don’t know the answer he’ll laugh afterward and you scowl at him.
📓Whispers lewd things into your ear as the teacher is explaining.
📓Shares a pencil with you instead of having his own.
📓He doesn’t study and you do.
📓Doesn’t get caught for anything. Like he listens to music in class and no one will know.
📓Will sm!rk if he catches you staring at him.
📓If you two are in music class and you mess up while playing an instrument, he’ll laugh before helping you.
📓He teaches you a lot of secrets about the violin and will k!ss you when the teacher is too busy to look.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓He is actually pretty smart so if you can’t figure it out, he gives you the answers and you get mad at him.
📓Laughs when you get shit wrong.
📓If you ask him if you’re right he’ll tell you are and then wait till you figure out that he’s lying.
📓He knows how to read stuff in Latin so if you want to know something you’ll ask him but he just tells you perverted sh!t.
📓Like sometimes you’ll catch on and you’ll be mad.
📓”Shu! That’s not even what I’m asking you.”
📓”But it’s what you want to ask me.”
📓”Shut up!”
📓If you two are sitting next to each other his hand is on your thigh, always.
📓Sometimes if you’re doing mental math he’ll just tell you the answer while his eyes are liked closed and he’s relaxing.
📓”X equals 36.”
📓”Shu! I’m trying to figure this out, I don’t want the answer.”
📓If you reach over to grab something on the other side of the table, he will casually lift up the hem of your skirt.
📓“Shu!”
📓“Chill out. I was just checking if you were wearing the matching set today.” He’d say closing his eyes to relax in the chair.
📓“Seriously, someone could see.”
📓“Aww, I thought you liked scandal.”
📓“Yeah the romantic kind, this is perverted!”
Reiji:
⤵︎School with him:
📓You’ll never be late, he makes sure you’re up and ready.
📓Even if you two have sex he’s able to schedule how much time you’ll have.
📓Like he calculates the damn time and doesn’t care if you didn’t climax within that time.
📓“We mustn’t waste too much time. We will have seven minutes.”
📓“But Reiji, can’t we just not look at the time?”
📓“Nonsense, with the data I have collected I have enough to precisely predict your body’s reactions.”
📓“You’ve done what?”
📓“Now, I have laid out this time for us, given that, you should be pleasured enough to release in that amount of time. If you fail to do so you will wait until we have arrived from school.”
📓“But seven is—Ahh!” He wouldn’t give you much time before throwing you on the bed and getting to work.
📓He’ll be very satisfied if he made you cum in like seven mins.
📓And even if he didn’t, it was purposely done to have you wait and ache all day!
📓He’ll totally give you a drug if you didn’t then to make it easier for later.
📓Although he doesn’t always have sex before school that’s only when he’s up really early and has everything ready. And plus it's only if he’s carefully calculated this many, many times and he knows he’ll have time.
📓He checks your uniform all the time to see if you're presenting yourself neatly.
📓Typically points something out just to touch you and adjust it, even if it looked right.
📓If you injure yourself he calls you a clumsy girl and an idiot.
📓One time you actually sprained your ankle after school and kept limping as you two were walking home.
📓Of course you were trying to hide it and not tell Reiji you were injured bc you knew he’d be mad at you.
📓Although he noticed pretty quickly and ended up carrying you home bridal style.
📓And he gets a kick out of it if it’s embarrassing to you.
📓“Reiji, put me down.”
📓There are times when after school he likes to take walks with you at night.
📓Even tho you forget things he always makes sure you have them. Most times.
📓Like if you forget your jacket, a water bottle, umbrella, hairclip, pencil, or a book.
📓There was one time when it was raining during one of your walks after school and he was mad at you for forgetting your umbrella.
📓“What a bother you are, forgetting everything as if you are a child. I told you it would rain, did I not?”
📓“Yes, but I was distracted.” You huffed confessing you forgot, you turned to look at him with your arms crossed, “Still, I’m not a child, Reiji.”
📓He’d grin pulling you closer to him, “Yes, evidently so you are no child. You’re a very . . . irresponsible girl.”
📓You’d scoff hearing this, “And here I was thinking you’d say something worth hearing.” You rolled your eyes about to walk away from him.
📓Before you could walk away he just pulled you in, teasingly asking you, “Did you want me to affectionately tell you what you are to me?”
📓“We’ll it would be nice to hear every once in while.” You snapped back.
📓 “Now why would I tell you something that you are already well aware of? Obviously, if I say so much about you there is an even deeper reason as to why I notice, correct?” He sm!rked, waiting for you to look at him again in the pouring rain and smile.
📓“You can be so complex sometimes.”
📓“Oh, my dear, it’s only for you. Now come here, I do not want my lady cold and drenched because she is simply incompetent.” He smirked, making you scoff as you now approached him to smack his arm playfully.
📓“Reiji!” You’d smile whilst averting your eyes as he laughed at your reaction.
📓Overall, he ends up using his umbrella to cover you both, and you can best bet he’d get his shoulder wet for you.
📓He’s even given you one of his jackets when it was cold outside. Cause you forgot again.
📓Tho he may act mad that you forget things he actually really likes it.
📓Plus I mean in his mind you’re the only one who can be a little stupid and get away with it. It’s kinda like the whole thing of “You can be so dumb, yet for you, I’ll make an exception.” But she’s not dumb she’s just a little carefree which is something he’s not.
📓But he kinda cares less with her, in fact, he’s kinda lively around you. At least when his brothers aren’t present.
📓Sometimes you rush to get ready and he stops you when you reach the front door bc your appearance can be off so he has to do a “thorough check”.
📓He will scold you for getting up late if it happens.
📓You have asked him to ditch school but he takes to much pride in going so he tells you that he promises to leave early that day with you and go on a date instead.
📓But has to fucking attend!
📓When you two are parting and leaving for your next classes, you tend to pull Reiji in by his blazer and give him a goodbye kiss.
📓Then after that he honestly doesn’t want to part.
📓He does sometimes smile at you and pat your head before leaving.
📓And if our bae rei really wants to get soft he'll even kiss your forehead or the side of your temple.
📓If you’re mad at him for the day tho he will put flowers and box of chocolates in your locker as an apology.
📓One very sweet and cute thing about Rei is that he will make his girlfriend cute bento boxes and his brothers are jealous.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓 He is usually paying attention and wants you to do the same.
📓Although he finds himself distracted with you sometimes.
📓Sometimes it’s your focused face that gets him. Or even just when you cross your legs.
📓If he’s sitting next to you he may break the rules of listening to the teacher and lean in to whisper something in your ear.
📓He likes it if you two are partners because that way he can teach you.
📓Especially if it’s science. He will especially love it if you mess up so then he can fix it and help you.
📓When you two are pared up he tends to put one hand on your thigh while the other he has on the paper he is showing you.
📓He will even rub your thigh up and down as long as no one is noticing.
📓Reiji is distracted in class because of you for a good amount of the time.
📓Like he notices so much about you and he literally, practically never takes his eyes off you.
📓But it’s fine because he already knows everything the teacher is saying he doesn’t need to relearn since he has a such good memory as a vampire.
📓So yes you can best bet he’s focused on the girl with the pretty ribbon in her and nothing else.
📓But if he sees you losing focus he finds a way to call you out.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓He always insists that you study in his lab so he can privately tutor you.
📓Although sometimes you two study in the school's library.
📓But overall as much as Reiji is trying to study and teach you he gets very playful with you.
📓He always makes you guys tea but occasionally the tea he serves is special.
📓I've said this before but orgasm tea is something he created just for you.
📓He slipped it in once and you couldn’t stop yourself and begged him to stop.
📓This @sshole documented how many times you came.
📓Maybe he’d measure the amount honestly.
📓He likes watching you cross your legs to stop it.
📓You were begging him to give you a drug that would stop the feeling but he simply told you he had no cure and that it would wear off in 48 hours.
📓“Reiji, please, just give me the damn cure for this already. Or something.”
📓“Oh, are you not having fun?” He smirked looking up from his lab book.
📓“Seriously, how much longer—a-are you g-going to—ngh! Oh god! Not again!”
📓“I’m only giving you what you asked for dear—pleasure.”
📓“This is anything but pleasure, it’s torture!”
📓He likes it when you’re his test subject and he preferably likes it when you’re naked.
📓“Remove your skirt.” He'd mummer behind your ear.
📓He makes potions for sexual arousal all the time and tests them on you.
📓You’ll be sitting on the counter and he’s in between both of your legs as he gives you something to test.
📓It’s supposed to make you feel sensations at a much more heightened level. He waited a few minutes for it to take effect and then started to run his hands up your skirt until reaching a specific area only to have you act on it quite quickly.
📓“I see it responds quite well.” he'd smirk feeling your underwear get damp.
📓“Reiji!” You'd shriek when being pinned down on his lab table with your arms above your head.
📓Apart from the fact you’re supposed to study he uses you as a test subject as well this way you can help him.
📓Although usually, you find that these lab experiments are anything but related to school, they are mostly just for Rei’s amusement.
📓Has turned you into different animals and you have complained.
📓You’ve even turned him into an animal and it’s been an adventure.
📓He was once a parakeet, who was extremely bratty at times but very fluffy.
📓And ever since then you've begged him to go back into his parakeet form.
📓"Please, just one more time."
📓"Absolutely not."
📓"But you were so cute and fluffy." You’d pout.
📓I have a parakeet who acts just like Reiji so I named him after him and his brother Shu is such a lazy birb its just funny how much DL revolves around my life.
📓So when he’s lecturing and trying to explain something important about your homework you sometimes don’t pay attention so he will hit the desk with the ruler to have you wake up.
📓It's mostly because he enjoys your shocked expression.
📓But if he really wants to get playful he uses his ruler or his whip if you don't listen or get the answer right.
📓I've headcanonded this with @mikalara-dracula that Rei smacks your @ss with the ruler if you get the answer wrong.
📓"So then the answer would be no solution."
📓"What on earth are you talking about?"
📓"Oh, it's not right?"
📓"No, it isn't." He'd say pushing up his glasses as he grabbed his ruler.
📓He'd sigh before approaching you closer, "Stand up."
📓"Wha–"
📓"Do not face me." He'd whisper in your ear with his hands on the back of your shoulders before using his ruler.
📓He does like it if you complain about the pain.
📓Even if you just space out he'll do it.
📓"Reiji!"
📓"Pay attention!"
📓Oh gosh, if you end up moaning from the pain or make a sound that sounds suggestive he can't control himself.
📓One time you two were studying at a table, sitting in the two armchairs. You turned to get up and grab a book and when you bent down to get it he saw the opportunity to use his ruler.
📓He always wants you to use your brain so as you can expect that for a break you play chess.
📓But not just any kind, strip chess.
📓It’s just plain embarrassing. You lose every time.
📓“But I’m no good at this game you win all the time.”
📓“It is to exercise your brain, Y/n. Now please make the effort.”
📓“No, Reiji, it exercises your brain, but it leaves me naked and exhausted.”
📓“If you end up being exposed all the time it is simply because you haven’t learned yet. You know I cannot rest when you haven’t learned something I’ve taught you yet.”
📓“I think the only thing I’ve learned from this is that I’m more flexible than I think.” You’d mumble turning red.
📓“Yes, that has been a remarkable study. Of course, it never hurts to test such a theory again.” He’d smirk whilst you avert your eyes.
📓“Now, try to apply what I’ve taught you.”
📓“Okay, your move now.” You’d say, feeling confident about what you did.
📓You only managed to get rid of his blazer and tie.
📓Once it was his turn he’d sigh before winning again and taking another pawn of yours. Seeing this you sighed and were about to unzip your skirt but he stopped you.
📓“Come here.” He’d grin, putting his hands on your hips as he slid your skirt off.
📓While studying he presses his body against yours when teaching you how to use something.
📓Or even when correcting you with your pencil.
📓In this moment he will even put his hand on the back of your thigh and trail up your skirt and hook his fingers in your panties.
📓He’ll even use this as an opportunity to suck your blood.
📓In fact when he does or when you’re reading, he usually creeps on your shoulder and planting a kiss before biting you but tells you to continue reading anyway.
📓He sometimes makes the excuse that your collar is messed up in the back so he will have you turn around only to kiss your neck, making you surprised and even call him out.
📓Sex in his lab.
📓It’s not all the time but when provoked enough he will.
Laito:
⤵︎School with him:
📓 sex before, during, and after school.
📓He really likes it if you wear a leg garter to school with your outfit.
📓Or if your blouse is really open.
📓He really likes it if you don’t wear any underwear for the day.
📓It will bother him all day at school.
📓He lets you wear his fur jacket to school so everyone knows you're his.
📓Plus it’s also cause he worries about you getting cold.
📓You usually take a bath before getting ready and so he likes seeing you relax while he gets ready.
📓In fact he’ll usually sit next to you by the tub and talk to you. And he’d kiss your forehead before helping you in a towel.
📓I know he’s very sexual but if he’s your bf there are times when he’s less sexual.
📓But you’ll easily get him to be sexual if you take his hat away and wear it on the way to school.
📓Buys you macarons and you eat them at school together.
📓Will sometimes skip school and have you tag along so you two can go on dates.
📓He likes to be on the rooftop and talk to you about a lot of things.
📓 It's also where the two of you make out and have a lot of fun.
📓Keeps explicit pictures of you two in his locker.
📓But would be mad if someone saw them.
📓During the limo ride, he likes to put his hand up your skirt.
📓And this is where Subaru tells him to knock it off.
📓Sometimes plays the piano at school and you like to lean on his shoulder.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓Gosh, he teases so much.
📓He winks at you from afar in class.
📓Wishes you’d sit on his lap during class but you’ve gotten into trouble for it.
📓“It doesn’t matter what the teacher wants. We’re in love.”
📓Speaking of which you two were kicked out of class when making out during lecture.
📓And Rei was so embarrassed and very upset.
📓“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
📓“But Reiji we’re in love. It’s only natural, you know that.”
📓When you two are about to go your separate ways for classes he can be quite petty, saying he only wants to go to the classes that you're in.
📓So you make sure to have him wait in anticipation the next time he sees you.
📓If you sit next to him in class he whispers dirty things in your ear.
📓Would be so turned on if you put your hand on his thigh and whisper things into his ear.
📓Honestly, wouldn't mind having sex at school.
📓"Ohh are you going to play teacher? And I will be the naughty student."
📓Of course his dream would be short-lived as he only got to unbutton his shirt because one of his brothers came in.
📓He likes watching you during P.E. its to the point where he will end up tripping.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓He likes brain teasers so he sometimes has you do crossword puzzles with him while you sit on his lap.
📓“Y’know baby, I think I need some help with this crossword. Would you mind instructing me?”
📓“Instruct you?” You’d deviously smile. “I wouldn’t mind at all.”
📓I don’t think there is a particular subject he likes but he may like English because he will try to have you read erotic novels.
📓Or even if it is something like science he will tell you to use him as an example for anatomy.
📓Especailly when you’re talking about the reproductive system.
📓If you’re confused about a body part he’d use a pointer to direct you to where its located on your body.
📓From the way this is all going it sorta ends up with him pinning you to the floor and having his hand on your chest.
📓Will have his arms wrapped around you and tries to take your skirt off.
📓Might even try to finger you if you’re in his lap.
📓Instead of studying, Laito will begin to procrastinate by putting salsa or tango music and beginning to dance with you in the living room
📓And if you don’t know how to dance either of those, he’s more than happy to instruct you.
📓He blasts the music so loud that it ends up with Reiji coming into the living room and scolding the both of you.
📓And if it’s not Reiji, it’s Subaru and he ends up dissing and telling Laito to turn it down.
📓In fact, Subaru will just break the radio.
📓Sometimes you like to study on your bed and you’ll just be reading your textbook and Laito feels the need to look down at your slightly unbuttoned blouse.
📓And you can definitely bet that you two have gotten kicked out of the library too.
📓He has some weird fetish of having sex in there and getting caught.
📓You once were in there after hours and he tried to initiate that.
📓“Laito we’ll get in trouble.”
📓“Aww, but where’s your spirit, baby? If we stop here I can’t control myself on the ride home. You wouldn’t keep me waiting would you?”
📓“Hmmm, now that you mention it. I’m so tempted to leave you hanging.”
Kanato:
⤵︎School with him:
📓He is usually the one to wake up his princess. He doesn't like it if you get up first.
📓But you two usually don’t get out of bed super fast because of all of the lazy kisses he keeps planting on your shoulders.
📓And from how much he plays with you in bed it's difficult to just get ready in general.
📓Kanato does help you get ready and makes sure you look pretty too.
📓So he tells you to take a bath and relax and all that but afterwards he’s doing your hair and make-up.
📓And he’s pretty gentle with all of this.
📓While he’s doing your make-up he sometimes steals a kiss, at least when putting on soft pink eyeshadow since your eyes are closed.
📓Once he’s done giving you soft curls he will place a kiss on your cheek to say he’s finished.
📓I swear he'd put a bow in your hair.
📓In the limo ride you usually rest your head on his shoulder and if you don't he gently puts a hand around your head and has you rest on his shoulder.
📓So either way your head rests on his shoulder.
📓Likes to play with your hand and nails as he holds your hand in the limo ride.
📓However if one of his brothers points out that he's being sweet he will get upset.
📓“My, my, aren’t you sweet Kanato. Your care for her is adorable.” Laito would tease only for Kanato to get upset.
📓“And my patience for you is thin, screw off.”
📓He likes to kiss you on the cheek as you two are walking to class, or just before you head into a class you don’t have with him.
📓Holds your backpack and usually puts a gift in there or a letter for you to read.
📓Though, he sometimes likes to tease and keep your backpack from you.
📓“Hey, give it.” You’d smile, as he kept keeping it from you.
📓“Follow me then.” He’d smirk.
📓So you may have to run after him for your backpack.
📓“Kanato, give it back. We have to go to class.”
📓Kisses you in the hallway and doesn’t care if it blocks a line.
📓He buys sweets from the cafeteria but tends to eat yours but will share it with you, mouth to mouth of course.
📓Would love it if you made him a lunch box cake.
📓As much as it seems that he’d like you to feed him, he loves to feed you even more.
📓Mostly because he gets the excuse to have you in his lap and be in his arms so he can feed you.
📓He especially loves it if he can get you to blush about the situation and even shy away.
📓No one should dare to hit on you tho. He will give them the biggest death glare while pulling you close to him.
📓Cause we all know how paranoid he is about cheating.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓He likes it when you sit next to him but doesn’t mind if you sit from far because that way he can admire you.
📓However if you set next to him he has a lot more fun.
📓He likes to put his hand on your thigh and rubs it.
📓He even trails up your skirt to have his hand in between your legs which causes you to give him a look.
📓When this happens he usually just whispers things into your ear.
📓“I’ll have you begging later.”
📓He would try to suck your blood in class between you and remind you that he can’t do that. And he gets a little annoyed.
📓If someone is staring at you in class he won’t hesitate to call them out.
📓He is like your bodyguard.
📓He sometimes messes with your hair since you two sit in the back row of class.
📓Especially if you have ribbons in your hair he likes to pull on them.
📓He also likes to put things in your backpack, usually notes about how you look pretty.
📓He really just observes you and gets lost in doing it.
📓If he is sitting next to you and the teacher is busy, he steals a kiss from you.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓He literally might make you study in a cemetery.
📓Wants raspberry pudding or he cannot concentrate. Period.
📓He’s not that great with grades so you probably help him.
📓Although when it comes to a language like Italian or some other romance languages, he can be helpful.
📓Since he had a spell in Italian I’m now thinking he might know the language soooo….
📓Yeah, this would be his strong suit and he’d be helpful but also teasing.
📓“You know, one phrase people use is ‘dammi un bacio.’ Go on, try it say it now.” He’d say, acting sincere.
📓“. . . uh . . . dammi un bacio?”
📓“You’re a really needy girl, Y/n. Well, if that’s what you want then.” He’d smirk.
📓”“Huh? wait--” You cupping your face with his hands and pulling you in for a kiss.
📓You’d push him off in shock and utter embarrassment, “You tricked me!” You’d pout, making him laugh.
📓He’d push strands of hair away from your face as you’re reading and then kiss you.
📓If he gets really in the mood he will bite your lips.
📓And you’ll get him going if you have your hands on his chest or shoulder.
📓He can be very distracting, he sometimes licks your ear.
📓May try to initiate sex if you two are somewhere peaceful and he wants to do something.
📓Seriously this gremlin has sex a lot and it’s just so surprising.
📓He usually isn’t able to concentrate but if you can he loves to disrupt your focus by telling you what you’re like in bed.
📓I know this seems out of character but after he had sex with Yui, he was talking to her about what she was like and what she did. So I think he’d use this to his own advantage.
📓I could see him shamelessly saying this stuff to you.
📓“You always make such soft sounds.”
📓“Stop! I’m trying to study.”
📓“Stop studying and do something with me.”
📓“I can’t!”
📓A few minutes later he’d just try again, “Your expressions were so cute last time--”
📓“Quit it! It’s gross.”
📓“You know when you try to lie it's cute.”
📓“I’m not.”
📓While studying he sometimes gives you gifts. He once gifted you a small teddy bear keychain.
📓When he reads he has reading glasses so you will witness a rare sight with this.
Ayato:
⤵︎School with him:
📓Gosh you two are always late to school.
📓You sometimes miss school too because he ditches and wants you to tag along.
📓He has tried to make you tie his shoe but you tell him he can do it himself.
📓You’ve offered to help him tie his tie, but he says he likes the way he keeps it.
📓If you can’t open your locker and he can, he feels like such a man.
📓But would be butt hurt if you ended up learning how because he doesn’t have an excuse to tease you about how to use a lock.
📓You’re probably a cheerleader for the school and he brags about you all the time.
📓He always wants you to come to his practice tho.
📓And he loves watching you cheer.
📓It literally distracts him from the game, and sometimes his own teammates yell at him in the middle of a game.
📓And it’s just really funny, he’d probably even run into a pole because he’s so distracted.
📓He sometimes tells you to wait until everyone is done in the locker room so you two can make out.
📓He is very shameless about PDA and holds your hand when you two are walking in the hall.
📓He literally plays tag with you during track.
📓He also likes watching you stretch before running.
📓Ties your shoes.
📓Likes watching you do sports.
📓Ayato gets in fights at school and you do get mad at him.
📓He will teach you how to play basketball if you don’t know how and loves messing around.
📓Ayato will put his hands on your waist when he’s trying to teach you how to shoot the ball.
📓Has made you win sometimes.
📓He occasionally stares at you and doesn't even realize it.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓Pretty obnoxious, especially with his friends.
📓Insists that you’re his partner and would tell the teacher he wants it to be changed if you two are not partners for a certain project.
📓In cooking class he has you do everything.
📓All he does is eat.
📓He depends on you for answers to any quiz, test, exam or homework assignment.
📓“Psst, what’s the answer?” He’d whisper.
📓“Ayato, figure it out.” You’d say hushing him to not cheat.
📓Will ask a teacher if another teacher is chill.
📓He is very loud and tries to troll the teacher in class, especially if he can derail them and homework ends up getting canceled.
📓He embarrasses you by being so obnoxious so you sometimes pretend you don’t know him.
📓Is competitive with you in p.e..
📓Tells other guys that they can’t sit next to you cause the seat is taken.
📓He makes you get into detention.
📓He eats candy in class and tries to offer you some but you tell him to put it away.
📓Will laugh if you fall asleep in class or in study hall.
📓And with this, he will even poke your face or possibly draw on your face.
📓And then you will be so mad.
📓He has a secret handshake with you it looks like this.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓It’s just so chaotic.
📓He brings snacks and gets food on the homework.
📓He plays with your hair.
📓And with your bra strap if it’s showing.
📓He will poke your boob if you’re stretching and you get so upset with him.
📓Because he is taller he tries to look down your shirt and see your boobs if he can.
📓When you get really focused he likes to poke your face.
📓And always leans back in his chair.
📓Just be aware he is really dumb and so you will be tutoring him.
📓Oh gosh and if you wear glasses he takes them away and you have to chase him to get them back.
📓Or worse, he teases you about looking like his brother Reiji if you wear glasses.
📓”That’s insulting!” You’d say.
📓He sometimes calls Reiji for help because he doesn’t know what to do.
📓However most times he tries to figure things out with you.
📓He makes the excuse to go on break all the time.
📓Is usually bugging you to spending time with him and ditch studying or to give him your blood.
📓“C’mon, do something for Ore-samma at least.” He’d whine.
📓“No oreo, I’m busy.” You’d answer, trying to read still.
📓“Fine, I’m taking the book away then.” He’d say snatching you textbook from you.
📓“Ayato, stop! I need that.”
📓“Then come chase me for it.” He’d grin.
📓“Ayato I’m not chasing you for a textbook.” You’d cross your arms, glaring at him.
📓“Aww too bad then.”
📓“Fine, then no kisses for you.” You’d state.
📓“Whatever.” He’d brush it off, thinking it wasn’t the worst.
📓“And no boob grab.” You’d say, finally getting him to lower his guard down with the book in his hand.
📓“Hey, hold on a sec--”
📓“Hah! I got it.” You’d shout, snatching the book away.
📓“Wha--hey, c’mere you little-” He’d grin, tackling you to the floor just to tickle you.
📓“Stop!”
Subaru:
⤵︎School with him:
📓You constantly tell him you have school and he tells you five more minutes each time.
📓At some point he even tells you to go on your own.
📓You of course try to pull him out of his coffin but he is so heavy.
📓This gives him the excuse to pull you in instead.
📓“C’mon Subaru, we have to go to sch---Ahh!” You’d shriek by his hand pulling you into his coffin.
📓“Shut up, and forget school.”
📓It’s usually pretty awkward considering how your body is pushed up against his.
📓So this always gives him the excuse to grab your ass.
📓Sometimes he gets up on his own but it’s pretty rare.
📓Usually you’ll have try to get him out of bed.
📓You’ve thrown water on him before and he’s gotten mad.
📓It’s rare but sometimes you tell him you’re going to shower and for some reason he has the energy to get up because he wants to join you.
📓Tries to be in the room when you change.
📓And will hide your skirt from you.
📓”Subaru I can’t find my skirt.” You’d say, looking around the room.
📓He’d shrug with a grin on his face, “Guess you’re gonna have to go without it.”
📓Being fed up with him, you’d say, “Find. Then give me your pants.”
📓He holds your skirt up high from you so you’re unable to reach it.
📓“Give it back, I have to get dressed.” You’d explain being in only your blouse and underwear.
📓“Then take it.” He’d grin, holding it out to you only to take it back.
📓You’d roll your eyes at him only for him to add, “Wait. First, turn around.” He’d smirk.
📓“No! I need to go to school.”
📓“Alright then, good luck getting this back.”
📓“Ugh fine,” you’d say turning around as he approached the back of you, “Now give it back.”
📓“Okay, here.” He’d grin playing with the seam of your underwear that rests on your ass only to pull it back and have it slap against your skin.
📓“Subaru!”
📓You two usually take the limo and are pretty quiet but he sometimes listens to music and gives you the other earbud.
📓He tries to make excuses to have you sit in his lap.
📓When you get up from a seat he has a habit of pulling your skirt.
📓One time he ripped your skirt, he says it was on accident but you can’t believe him.
📓You were so mad at him that day.
📓And he just took advantage of that by teasing you.
📓“Heh, bet you were hoping I’d rip it more.” He’d smirk.
📓“Shut up!” You’d shout.
📓“I could just rip your shirt and make it even.” He’d add.
📓“Quit it!”
📓He sometimes carries your bag for you but makes fun of the charms you have on it.
📓“Tch, thought only kids had these.”
📓“Shows how old you are.” You’d tease.
📓“Watch it.”
📓If you did your hair, he’s going to mess it up. Like if you put a ribbon in it, he’s going to pull it out.
📓He walks with you at school but never really hand in hand.
📓He prefers you walk beside him but you sometimes hug one of his arms.
📓Just to annoy him.
📓But he also likes to walk with his arm around your waist or with a hand on your ass.
📓His locker is far away from yours but he comes by and will make fun of your locker if it looks cute or has girly things in it.
📓It would secretly warm his heart/get him cocky if you have a photo of you two in your locker.
📓Likes towering over you and corning you against the lockers.
📓Literally blocks your way to class in the hall cause he’s that annoying.
📓Will fight a guy if he’s hitting on you.
📓He sometimes walks home and doesn’t wait for you.
📓Subaru walks so fast it’s unfair.
📓Literally makes fun of you for being slow and says he’ll suck your blood if you’re too slow.
📓“Not my fault you can’t keep up.”
📓“You have long legs, asshole.”
📓”Heh, and yours are easily opened.”
📓”Shut up!” You’d say playfully hitting him, leaving him to laugh.
📓While walking home, he might even try to ditch you and sneak up behind and give you a scare just to piss you off.
📓If on the way back home there’s a shopping square and you wanna stop by for a while, he’s a little annoyed but doesn’t mind it too much.
📓You make him carry the bags lmao and he can’t help but complain.
📓“I thought we were going home.”
📓“Well yeah, but you’re also gonna play bellhop along the way.”
⤵︎Class with him:
📓He likes to kick your seat and tug at your hair just to annoy you.
📓He stares at you from behind.
📓Subaru is the kind of guy who will stare at you in class but then will look away when you look.
📓He’s literally so annoying he “accidentally” drops his pencil and knows you’ll pick it up.
📓This is all just for him to get a view of your ass
📓In P.E. he watches you stretch or practice dance.
📓And if he’s your partner he makes a lot of comments while he’s helping you stretch.
📓“You know this position makes you look really vulnerable.”
📓”Shut up!”
📓Sometimes during P.E. he likes to mess around and pick you up.
📓“Stop put me down!”
📓He’d literally drop you or act like he would but then he’d stop you from getting hurt.
📓He won’t admit it but he likes giving you a piggyback ride when you walk back home.
📓And he’ll tell you you’re heavy just to make you upset.
📓Calls you pipsqueak if you’re a lot shorter than him and you argue with him.
📓Honestly whenever your mad at him he loves calling you that.
📓He’ll even say it in the hall with other people around, “C’mon pipsqueak, I didn’t mean it.”
📓“Don’t call me that.” You’d frown, walking to your other class.
📓Sometimes he tries to ditch you to make you upset but you usually just find it as a way to do some girl stuff you haven’t been able to do.
📓He passes you notes in class and it usually annoys you or makes you blush.
📓They say things like, “nice ass” or “what color is your bra?”
📓Likes it when the teacher calls you out because after class he can say that you were being a bad girl.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓Hides your textbook or pencil to keep you from studying.
📓He tells you the only way you’ll get it is through staying over for the night.
📓Always tries to sneak a hand up your skirt and rub your thigh.
📓He especially likes it if you bend down or if you're trying to get a book from a high shelf because he can lift your skirt up.
📓If you’re wearing a low-cut top and you stretch across the table to get something he will just admire the view.
📓He’d literally try to aim his eraser in between your boobs.
📓When you’re reading he likes to come behind you and grope your boobs just to catch you off guard.
📓When you’re trying to write stuff on your paper he likes to pepper your face and neck with kisses, especially if you're ticklish.
📓Literally loves it if you’re ticklish and will poke your sides all the time when you’re trying to figure something out.
📓He will fake yawn when you’re explaining just to get you to glare at him.
📓You doodle on your page and he makes fun of you.
📓“Aww, are you drawing me?” He’d tease.
📓If you are working on the whiteboard or blackboard he can be so annoying so you sometimes write things on the board as a response to him.
📓Hence the photo in the mood board.
📓And he just laughs.
📓When he knows the answer and you don’t he tries to confuse you.
📓You two don’t really get to study.
📓If you bring or make snacks he just steals them from you.
📓He copies your answers since he doesn’t really care.
Kino:
⤵︎School with him:
📓You two are late more than half of the time.
📓And he will blame you and you just glare at him.
📓He wants you to make him lunch and you sometimes do.
But if he makes you mad, you end up making it inedible. Just depends on how mad you are and what he did.
📓Although it is pretty rare you usually tell him to order some from the cafeteria.
📓Ties your shoes, he likes doing it for some reason.
📓Likes listening to some albums with you in the car.
📓And he’ll definitely change the song that you like on purpose.
📓You take his blazer sometimes when you’re cold.
📓He likes to skateboard to school and so you are either learning how to skateboard or you already know how.
📓Would laugh so hard if you fell though. Like, he’d be a total ass about it.
📓And if by chance he caught it on film, he’s fuckin’ posting it.
📓Oh no, dude. He sucks.
📓Because he’s on his smartphone a lot he likes to take videos during your walks and so you’re on his vlogs a lot.
📓“Hey babe, say hi to everyone.”
📓You’d just roll your eyes at him and being fed up with his bs.
📓Likes to ditch school and pressures you to go with him to the skate park or arcade in town.
📓He is always on his phone though and he definitely likes to take photos of the two of you.
📓If you’re mad at him and you walk by him in the hall he will randomly smack your ass to get your attention.
📓“You know I’m still mad at you!”
📓“What? I thought you were over it.”
📓Tries to grab your ass when you two are sitting on a bench.
📓Complains that he hasn’t seen then you in a while but it’s only been an hour since last period.
📓“I haven’t seen you in a while.” He’d whine, giving you a kiss.
📓“Kino, I saw you an hour ago.”
📓Follows you around, even in the girl’s bathroom.
📓“Uh ladies' room, Kino.”
📓He makes out with you to make you late to class.
📓Being his girlfriend means you will be in the principal’s office often.
📓And you usually have to bail him out, but sometimes he gets you in trouble.
📓He takes the blame but he sometimes blames it on you.
📓Like one time the principal caught you two making out in the hall when class was in session and Kino just blamed you.
📓“Sir, it’s all her fault. She was all over me, I couldn’t stop her. I didn’t think it was right to put my hands on a girl either.”
📓You’re honestly so embarrassed you can’t even look at him when he was the one who started it. In fact, you're upset but the principal knows that this is just Kino being an idiot and you’re innocent.
📓In the cafeteria if you guys have some food that he doesn’t like he will rub it on your cheek or nose.
📓Only shares his guava juice with you.
📓Would fling your tray across the room if he saw that the cafeteria was serving sausages.
📓“Kino, that was my food.”
📓“It doesn’t matter, just have my bread.”
📓Gets into food fights with Ayato and they get you involved which is one of the reasons why you get into trouble.
📓If Ayato doesn’t have a girlfriend, Kino likes to piss him off by kissing you in front of him.
⤵︎Class with him:
📓Always gets you in trouble.
📓Makes sure you both get into detention.
📓Plays with your hair.
📓“Stop it.” You’d turn around to slap his hand away.
📓when the teacher hands back tests and he gets a higher score he is very annoying about it.
📓I mean he gets so in your face about it that if you have food nearby you’ll throw it at him.
📓If he’s sitting next to you in class and the desks keep you two very close he tries to touch your ass.
📓While you are focused in class he will carefully untie your shoelaces and have you trip once you get up.
📓This way he has the excuse to catch you and say, “See? What would you do without me?”
📓Other times he’ll have you fall and then help you up.
📓If you’re in class and he’s not there he approaches the window and makes funny faces to try to get you to laugh.
📓He will sometimes mouth perverted things and you flip him off.
📓And it's all fun and games till the teacher asks what’s going on.
📓The teacher does separate you two often because Kino is so annoying that you get distracted and he will continue to pester you even if you’re far away, he will just text you in that case.
📓He literally spams and sexts you too much.
📓If the teacher catches on he makes the excuse that he can’t think without you.
📓“But you don’t understand, I can’t focus without her.”
📓And this just causes you to bury your face in embarrassment.
📓 Afterwards you won’t talk to him when you get out of class.
📓If you have extra curricular activities he will be there to embarrass you.
⤵︎Studying with him:
📓Super obnoxious, rather than studying he’s making vines or scrolling through TikTok.
📓And he tries to include you in them.
📓“Babe, come over here and try this dance with me.”
📓“Kino, seriously?”
📓“C’mon it’ll be fun.” He’d say, hoping to convince you.
📓The only way to get him to study is through putting consequences if he gets the answer wrong.
📓And they have to be sexual to have him get interested.
📓“Ah man, this stuff is lame.”
📓“Yeah, well what if I told you that for every right answer you can do whatever you want?”
📓“So you’re like applying a game to it? Alright, that’s kinda sick, so whenever you make a mistake I get to punish you.”
📓“I didn’t say it was sexual.”
📓“It is now.”
📓He sometimes reads porn magzines instead of studying and you are so annoyed.
📓“Man, I didn’t know you could do this. Hey, take look a this.” He’d say, handing the book to you.
📓“No!” You’d argue, pushing the it away.
📓“What? It’s interesting. C’mon you should really take a look at this.”
📓“No Kino. Gosh, I regret telling you to study. Just play a game.”
📓“But I wanna play with you.”
📓 “Kino!”
📓He honestly can never be silent either, he always wants to talk.
📓Overall, you really can’t study with him.
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McDuck Family Members Most Likely to Start Sh*t at Thanksgiving Dinner
Ah Thanksgiving. The holiday celebrated on the 4th Thursday of November (in America that is), one with food, family, and celebrating what we’re thankful for! (Wanna feel bad? Learn about the holiday’s origins!)
And no family is quite as big as the found family from DuckTales; so arguments are bound to happen at a dinner table filled with so many zany characters with interesting pasts and quirks. Let’s honor those who would throw the first punch at a family dinner, shall we?
Bentina Beakley
I wanna cut Beakley some slack. She most likely had a long day before dinner even started what with all the preparations she did for dinner. Not just cooking for 20+ family members plus other side/recurring characters but also the cleaning and presentation
But let’s face it. This woman can be so condescending at times. And judgmental. You just know if someone is showing up to dinner wearing jeans and sweater she’d have something to say about it. And she strikes me as someone who would slam the dishes while cleaning them only for someone to say, “Hey Beakley do you need help with the dishes?” and then she’d be like “No. It’s fine. I got them”
But it’s not fine. Go help her with the dishes. She deserves a break
Dewey Duck
When I was first thinking about this list I originally thought “No way any of the triplets would start anything on Thanksgiving” Huey is a good boy and Louie would definitely take it easy on a day where you’re legally allowed to sit around, be lazy, and eat food. But then I remembered Dewey and how much of a diva he can be
We know Dewey is an entertainer and with everyone coming to dinner, he has a huge “captive” audience that he can perform for. Whether it be an original Thanksgiving song, a one man Dewey show about the first Thanksgiving, a sonnet about a bonnet, or a very special Thanksgiving episode of Dewey Dew-Night; that kid will want all the attention in him. And the very second the spotlight is taken off, oh boy…
Gladstone Gander
Look at this prick. Don’t you wanna slap his face!?!Anyway I love Gladstone Gander, but he’s the kind of family member that just would go on and on about himself and bring every conversation back to him again and how great his life is
That’s great Gladstone. Happy for you, the rest of us have to pay for our sushi but cool. Glad your good luck is really paying off, jerk
But honestly. It’s his tone. It’s the kind of tone that gives off that he knows he’s starting shit but won’t admit it
Goldie O’Gilt
I mean, it’s Goldie. What else can I say?
Gandra Dee
Oh man. There’s so many different ways controversy would start with this morally gray ex-FOWL agent and I’m here for it. Let’s face it, out of all the characters present, Gandra Dee would most likely be the one to bring up the holiday’s horrible origins. If anyone is making it their duty to make a rich white family uncomfortable on Thanksgiving, it’s Gandra Dee
She’d get political and even directly ask Scrooge who exactly he voted for in the past two Presidential elections (he claims to be progressive, but he’s still the richest duck in the world. Just how many tax cuts is this man getting to keep that status?)
Oh and what about the treatment of her overwork and underpaid boyfriend? Why is he still working in the bathroom?
Oddly enough, I can see her and Scrooge bonding over a mutual disdain for Gladstone Gander. What a prick
Kit Cloudkicker
It’s not that exactly what Kit does that’ll start a fight, but what he doesn’t do.
Kit is the kinda guy that was supposed to bring a dessert but totally forgot to pick something up from the bakery so instead he’s stopping at the gas station on the way to dinner to pick up some Twinkies
Kit is the kinda guy that would “take a walk” before dinner and not do anything to hide the scent and now all the kids are wondering how a skunk got inside
Gyro Gearloose
It’s Gyro. Something is bound to piss him off at some point
Doofus Drake
I am so tired of the fandom not including Doofus in this found family (Louie and him made up and are friends now and BOYD is his brother, sorry it’s canon) so he’s here on the list
But he’s still a new addition to this family. And a weirdo and a rich brat with a lot of issues that someone should seriously help him with. He’s gonna make everyone uncomfortable. Is it intentional? Or is he just being Doofus? Who knows
What I do know is this, don’t eat the dish he brought.
Della, Donald, and Scrooge!
The original three!
These three are responsible for splitting up the family in the first place so it’s no surprise that they’re number one on this list!!
Yes they’ve squashed their beef with one another and moved past the Spear of Selene, but they are still themselves
The ones most likely to start shit over the dumbest things
These three are going to be bickering over who should carve the turkey. And the argument will be so loud and hectic that no one will question why a bunch of birds are eating a turkey
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this list. It wasn’t meant to slander any characters, just did it for fun. Happy Thursday everyone.
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