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[evie-sturns]

calm - Matt Sturniolo

summary: after a terrible day of arguing with your boyfriend, accidentally breaking your favorite perfume, and now your hair and outfit not going to plan, all your emotions hit you at once and matt has to calm you down.

contains: fluff, crying, arguing, comforting!matt.

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10:38am

i huff angrily as i tug up my knotty hair into a ponytail, my arms burn while i attempt to tie the elastic around my thick hair. suddenly the elastic snaps, pinging my hand almost in a mocking way.

"oh for fucks sake!" i whine, throwing my fact into my hands as i reach for the hair gel.

i plop more on the top of my head, my hands now sticky and my whole body sweating. i finally get my hair up into a ponytail, but it looks like total shit.

i sigh before stomping out of the bathroom into matt and i's shared room, i swing open the door and ignore matt as i reach for the closet.

matt and i have argued a record amount of times today, it's almost impressive.

flashback:

it was 6 in the morning, and i rolled over onto matt accidentally.

he shoots up in bed as i lay my body weight on his arm, "ow! ow get the fuck off!" he says in a pissy mood, i drift awake slowly as matt shoves me off him.

"matt come on." i groan, grabbing my shoulder from where he just shoved me off of him. "dont say come on like you didn't just break my fucking arm and wake me up at 6am in one sweep."

"i'm not that heavy matt, don't be stupid." i scoff, rolling over in bed to the edge of the mattress, a good meter away from him.

"yes you are, your fully body weight was on my arm." he says with an attitude,

"so you're calling me fat?" i ask angrily,

"dude, just go get out of here." matt demands, pointing towards the door, the nickname stinging a little bit.

"its my room matt, i'll stay right here, not my fault your acting like a child." i raise my voice, slamming my body down onto the mattress and tugging the covers up over me, my back facing matt.

i wasn't expecting matt to leave, but he did. he shot up out of bed and grabbed his pillow, he walked swiftly out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him

and i think that set the mood for the whole day, because now 4 hours have passed and we’ve argued about matt being lazy, me leaving out dishes, him ignoring me, and me apparently being a brat.

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i sort through our closet, tugging out a small skirt and one of matt's shirt.

"did i say you could borrow that?" matt speaks from the edge of the bed, my head snaps round to look at him.

"stop matt!" i almost yell, which shuts matt up quickly.

i storm back into the bathroom, i hear matt laugh slightly from behind me.

i tear off my pyjamas, and tug up the tiny skirt. as i go to zip up the sides the zipper pops off.

and that will do it.

i erupt into a loud sob, which quickly escalates into floods of tears.

i hear some movement coming from matt and i’s room before the bathroom door swings open, matt takes one look at me and his face drops.

i don’t want to look at him, or for matt to see me like this.

“hey- hey what’s going on sweetheart?” matt says, panic clear in his voice as he reaches for the side of my face.

i shake my head as more and more tears flow down my flushed cheeks.

he wraps his arms around me and i bury my face in the fabric of his shirt.

i let out shaky breaths as i attempt to calm myself down, my body shaking in matt’s arms.

“come- come to the bedroom.” he whispers into my hair before picking me up by my ass.

i nod as i bury my face into his shoulder, matt carries me into our air conditioned bedroom and plops me down on the edge of the bed.

my legs dangle of the edge of the matress, matt sits down right beside me, the matress shifting under his weight.

he wraps his arm around my shoulder and tugs me closer to him as i continue to cry.

“what’s going on baby.” matt says softly, rubbing my back.

i crawl over and sit myself down on matt’s lap, straddling him.

he grabs the sides of my face with two hands, his thumbs wiping my tears delicately.

“you- you’re mad at me.” i squeeze out with a loud voice crack

matt’s eyebrows furrow, but i continue to speak “and- and i don’t look good.. like my hair and outfit.” i sniff

matt plants a kiss to my swollen lips, he grabs my chin, making me look at him.

“i would never be mad at you princess, sometimes people fight and that’s okay, but what happened today wasn’t worth fighting for.” matt says while looking into my eyes

“and you look absolutely gorgeous, honestly.” matt says, his eyes gazing over my face.

“i didn’t mean to wake you up this morning- i promise.” i sob, letting my head fall onto matt’s shoulder.

“you know i’m grumpy in the mornings don’t you, it’s not your fault, and i’m so sorry for making you feel like it was.” matt sighs, rubbing my back soothingly.

i sit on his lap in silence for a couple minutes as i take in sharp breaths.

i feel matts chest rise and fall against mine, i attempt to copy his breathing.

“my skirt broke earlier.” i say lightly, lifting my face away from matt’s shoulder.

“did it?” matt asks, his head tilting down as his long fingers inspect my skirt.

i nod, pointing to the broken zip. “i’ll get you another one tomorrow, how about that?” he speaks with a small smile.

“you don’t have to do that.” i breathe, “i’m gonna do it anyway as an apology for how i acted today.” he protests.

“let’s get you out of that skirt then if it’s broken.” matt suggests, picking me up again and walking me over the the closet.

he pulls out a pair of his sweatpants and brings me back over to the bed, matt places me down on the edge of the bed and bends down.

his hands tug down the hem of my skirt, pulling it down my thighs.

he purses his lips out of concentration before tugging the sweatpants up my legs.

he stands back up “you want your hair out?” he asks,

“it’s gonna be crunchy if i take it out, because of the amount of gel i put in.. but it’s also tugging on my scalp like crazy.”

“i’ll wash your hair later for you.” matt smiles, he’s always loved washing my hair for some reason.

i wipe my face, flustered by his words.

“do you want some water?” he asks, i rub my puffy eyes with a nod.

he walks over to me and grabs my hand, tugging me up off the bed. matt walks me out of our room into the corridor.

i follow closely behind him as we walk down the corridor into the kitchen.

i stand next to the counter top, matt walks over to me and grabs me under my armpits before lifting me up onto the countertop.

he grabs a cup and fills it up with cold water before walking over to me.

he holds it up to my lips, “and… open.” he says, i open my mouth slightly and matt pours some water into my mouth,

he accidentally pours too much, my cheeks hollowing out as i lock eyes with him.

i let out a loud laugh, spraying the water all over his shirt.

i slam a hand over my mouth as the water leaks down my chin.

“oh- my god.” matt erupts into laughter, both of our laughs filling the room.

“i am so sorry-“ i say in between giggles.

“how did that even happen-“ matt rubs his eyes with a wide smile,

“i’m so sorry- i don’t even know-“ i laugh,

but i’m cut off by his soft lips pressed against mine.

“i love you.” he mutters against my lips,

“i love you more.”

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[st7rnioioss]

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matt was leaned against the heaboard of your bed, his legs sprawled out on it. on top of his lap, you were sitting with your pink makeup bag on the bed beside you. your index finger rested under his chin, making his head slightly tilted upwards so you could apply his baby pink eyeshadow correctly.

"matt, sit still! im gonna ruin your makeup," you whined, looking at him with a pout as he moved his legs under you.

"babe, you're- you’re writhing your hips on top of me!" matt argued back, his hands resting just above your skirt tightening gently on your waist. you couldn't hold back your giggle. it was cute how he got so worked up, his brows furrowed the slightest bit.

"'m sorryyy! i just wanna make you look cute.” you chuckled, resting both of your hands at the sides of his face, giving him what you thought would be a quick kiss.

but to your surprise, matt gripped your waist tighter and leaned into the kiss, making the lipgloss you earlier applied to his lips completely smudged against your own.

“matthew!” you mumbled, pulling away from his shimmery lips. matt just laughed, kissing your cheek, leaving a sticky mark.

“you’re so annoying! now i gotta redo your lipgloss and lipliner.” you huffed. of course you weren’t really mad, you just liked to tease matt a little.

“you love me, baby.” he smiled widely, his cheeks an evident pink, fingers tracing smalls patterns on your hips.

─── 🐇

“come on, pucker your lips,” you mumbled, your index finger back under his chin.

matt did as you told, but not without rolling his eyes. he was too busy staring at your tits, pressed together the tiniest bit in your tank top. gently, you swiped the shiny lipgloss across his soft lips, making them a glossy pink.

“look at you!” you leaned back, still holding his face. you smiled at him, but he didn’t look the slightest bit amused.

sighing dramatically, you rolled your eyes at him, grabbing a tiny handheld mirror from your makeup bag, handing it to matt.

“what the fuck,” he raised a brow, trying his best not to smile. the tough guy persona was not gonna last for long.

“don’t say that! you look so pretty,” you giggled with a proud smile, your hands landing on his cheeks again.

you didn’t hesitate for one second, giving him a fat kiss on his lips, definitely messing both you and his makeup up. safe to say, matt was on cloud nine.

─── 🐇

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[dazednmatthews]

nothing’s sweeter than my baby~ number neighbor!matt x reader part sixteen [finale]

hell nah cause why am i close to crying rn…

this an is gonna be a bit long but i jus have sm to say and sm to thank so bear w me bear w me.

it’s been such a beautiful two months on here fr and it feels like it’s been forever but also like no time has passed at all. from the bottom of my heart, finding this little community has been so special and so fun and so amazing. every single supportive word, comment, reblog, like, ask— it’s all been so incredibly heartwarming and special to me. thank u all for embracing me and making me feel so loved 🥹

i can’t believe it’s over!!! number neighbor you will always be famous to me!!! number neighbor matt i love u so down bad fr. some of my best writing literally ever has been because of this series and this account and will always be so close to my heart. i genuinely can’t even tell yall how much writing this, meeting and interacting with you all and being here has meant.

i hope you all like this ending as much as i do bc i think it’s the perfect way to wrap this up ❤️‍🩹 ahhhh okay i love u thank u again NUMBER NEIGHBOR NATION 4EVER ENJOYYYY <3333

“i’m just saying that it’s entirely possible.” chris says, face contorted in a “duh” expression. nick looks from him to y/n and matt, who are intertwined sweetly on the couch, with wide eyes.

“you’ve absolutely got to be fucking kidding me.”

“i’m absolutely not.”

the two of the had been arguing for the last ten minutes, going back and forth about a made up scenario that chris presented that nick did not take kindly to.

the couple sits in the middle of the debate with amused eyes, following the hilarious and very much loud altercation with slight interest.

“chris has a point, you know.” y/n says, but only low enough that matt can hear. she was having fun being on the outside and would rather die than get in between that shit show right now.

“you only think that because you’re out of your mind in the same unexplainable way he is.” matt chuckles, adjusting his arm that’s wrapped tightly around her waist.

“it’s not our fault that we think outside the box,” she fires back, poking matt in the side. “everyone else is boring.”

matt catches her hand as she keeps poking, using his other one to return fire to the spot he knows gets her every time.

“oh fuck off—“ she says through laughter, struggling against his hands. nick and chris stop their arguing to look at them in disgust.

“ew,” nick says, putting a hand to chris’ face. “i’m going to bed. i’m not arguing with a crazy fuck any longer than i have and i’m not watching whatever the hell this shit is.”

“oh, booooo,” y/n says, rolling her eyes. “we’re not even doing anything.”

chris snorts. “yeah, okay. that’s the second time you’ve used that lie tonight.”

matt only smirks at that, watching y/n turn her face to hide her embarrassment. things had gotten a little louder than expected when she got here, and when they’d walked out into the living room out of breath, disheveled and grinning ear to ear she had said exactly that.

“no idea what you’re talking about.”

chris rolls his eyes and follows nick to his room, leaving the two in the living room with a forgotten movie paused. when y/n turns back to matt after saying goodnight, he’s already looking at her. her legs are thrown over his lap, body tucked into his side.

“what?” she says, pressing her body into his warmth even more.

“nothing.” he says, eyes traveling across her face with a soft, genuine look. “just love having you here.”

she can’t help but smile. “yeah?” she presses a small kiss to his jaw. “how much?”

matt lets out a breathy laugh, hand gripping the flesh of her thigh. “how’d i know you’d take that as an opportunity to boost your ego?”

“opportunity to boost my ego? no. opportunity to make my tough guy boyfriend confess his undying love for me over and over? absolutely.” she send him a grin full of teeth, making his heart skip a beat.

matt doesn’t say anything for a long while, just memorizing the layout of her features. the angle of her nose, the beauty marks placed so delicately on her cheeks, the slope of her eyes— he captures everything in his memory, so that’s her face is always with him. he has to squint a little, because it’s like the sun is rising right in this room. right in this girl.

y/n’s about to say something, undoubtedly about to call him a creeper for staring, but matt ghosts his lips over hers so gently, it has her shakily inhaling a breath. “i’ll tell you any time you wanna hear it. i’ll even tell you when you don’t.”

it makes y/n’s heart swell with love, pumping pure heaven through her veins. this man, that appeared in her life out of nowhere, now means more than he could ever know.

“you can be so fucking cute sometimes.” she says, giving him a peck. “you know, when you’re not telling me how crazy i am every five minutes.”

matt moves her body from his side to his lap, resting both his hands on the swell of her ass. “you are crazy. batshit insane actually.” he peers up at her, looking at her like he wanted nothing more than to always be the object of her affection. “i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

she connects their lips softly, pouring all her feelings into the kiss. it’s funny, being here with him, feeling like it’s exactly where she’s meant to be. matt is unlike any person she’s ever known and she can’t believe that her being bored brought her this.

when they disconnect, her eyes tell him that she has never known a love like this, and she would never want to find another one.

when they disconnect, his eyes tell her that she is light in human form, everything he’s ever wanted and so many things he didn’t know he needed.

“i love you, stupid.” matt says, voice full of emotion, baby blues trained on her like there is not one other thing in this fucking world that he’d ever want to see.

“love you back, stupid.” she says back, voice matching his. sickly sweet, utterly infatuated and forever branded with his touch.

it’s perfect. the moment, and them. nothing could ever get better than this.

END

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[cherryslushieluvr]

Bf! Chris Sturniolo x reader messages (4) -> (5)

[inkyray]

what matt said about his dreams in the newest video made me feel a little conflicted, and very interested to say the least lol. based on what he said, here's what i was able to make up of it:

(before i start id like to point out my mom studied dreams and spirituality for most of her life, passing down some of her knowledge to me. i also own a few books about dreams and their meanings, whether they are just your brain feeding you nonsense or the universe attempting at a message. at the end of the day im not certified nor a professional, just stuff i picked up)

the dream of him stabbing chris: this dream could signify the overwhelming pressure and responsibility matt may hold. dreaming about murdering a family member as close to him as his brother could reflect on built in anger and the need to let go of some problem. killing in a dream is rather symbolic, meaning what matt did doesn't equal triumph but a struggle.

the dream with nick:

starting off strong, a pile of snakes just below his feet. seeing multiple snakes in a dream is always negative, this could mean that several people in his life, or the environment he's around, is rather toxic and quite possibly gonna fuck him up if he's not careful lmao! there is an alternative to this meaning, such as; representing health issues or one specific health issue that has layers to it.

killing the king-- he's under a lot of mental stress, thats all i gotta tell u lmao. he is not looking after his emotional needs and is unable to contain them, also signifying wasted time and effort

killing the queen points to a rather sly person in his life. and that person cannot be trusted ! lol (damn bro so much stuff in this dream keep symbolizing the same shit, matt brother take the hint)

ye but thats all i picked up, im probably reaching anyways. i did this cs i was bored as hell w nothing better to do. a tarot card reading ab the dream

[strlvvr]

my best friends brother (is the one for me) - part three

i’m so excited for this series you guys aren’t ready

word count: 903 words

read part two here!

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i woke up with the sun shining into my face. i turned around to try to get some more sleep, only to roll into matt. i had forgotten that i had slept in his room with him. i moved away from him and watched his chest rise and fall, small snores coming from his mouth with every exhale. i stretched my arm out, grazing over his chest, letting myself wonder what it would be like if it were like this all the time. 

i watched as he slowly opened his eyes, moving his hands up to rub the sleep away from them. he turned over to face me with a goofy smile on his face.

“good morning.” he groaned as he stretched. i couldn’t helped looking at the skin peeking out from the hem of his shirt. 

my attention being drawn away from a knock on the door.

“did y/n leave last- nevermind.” nick said while opening the door.

“sorry, we ended up watching another movie and by the time it was over you were already asleep. i didn’t want to wake you up.” i said, almost defensively, while starting to get out of bed. 

“where’s my phone?” matt asked me, scrambling around him for it.

“oh, i put it over here with mine last night,” i grabbed the two phones handing him his, not before looking down at the screen lighting up. i recognized the wallpaper, it was a picture of us and his brothers from the last time we were in boston. one of few pictures we had taken that trip, he had his arms hugging my waist with his brothers next to us in a security camera. i smiled as i gave him his phone, getting up to go see what chris and nick were making for breakfast. 

the only way i can describe the smell in my nose is burnt. the closer i got to the kitchen the worse it smelt. i walked into the kitchen to see chris running around, like he was trying to hide the evidence of anything going wrong. 

despite the horrible smell, the food was surprisingly good. laid out on the table were eggs, slices of toast, bacon, sausage links, and waffles. it looked shockingly good, considering who cooked it. i grabbed a plate and started piling food onto it when i heard matt come out of his room. he walked right past me, grabbing a plate and walking to the table. i sat at an empty chair, thinking matt was going to sit next to me but he sat the furthest away from me. 

i half ignored the conversation, eating my food and wondering what was up with matt. he was keeping to himself more than usual and not acting himself. 

“you still with us y/n?” chris asked, finishing the food he just ate.

“oh yeah, sorry i’m in my own world,” i pushed the eggs around on my plate.

i can feel matt’s eyes on me as chris asks if i’m sure. i stood up and walked over to the garbage, scraping my food into the trash. i heard someone get up from the table and felt them behind me. 

“why’d you lie to him?” it was matt.

“i don’t know why you care.” i shrugged, trying to act like it doesn’t matter.

“of course i care, y/n,” he said in disbelief, “why wouldn’t i?”

i felt my heart drop but i just shook my head, walking away. 

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walking to my car, i felt a slight sprinkling of rain hit my face. disregarding it, i got in my car and starting driving home. 

halfway to my house i saw matt’s contact popping up on the screen in my car.

’matt!! is calling’  

i didn’t answer, half focused on the pounding rain on the road and half because i did not want to talk to him at the moment. after the ringing stopped, i turned up the music and kept driving, not being able to stop thinking about him.

‘matt!! sent you a message’

i ignored it.

‘matt!! sent you a message’

i grabbed my phone and shut it off.

turning down my road, the rain started to let up a little bit. i passed my driveway, not wanting to go home just yet. i circled my neighborhood for a few minutes before going home, dreading turning my phone back on. 

once i walked in, i immediately got in the shower, not bothering to turn my phone on. i needed five minutes to myself without him texting or calling me. i couldn’t stop the events of last night replaying in my mind. 

getting out of the shower, i started trying to decide what movie i should watch. changing into shorts and a big shirt, i got into my bed. i decided on watching shutter island, considering i was just ranting about it the night before. 

i decided to turn my phone back on, finding eleven messages and three missed calls from matt. 

‘are you okay?’

‘hello?’

‘y/n answer me please’

‘look it was raining pretty hard i just want to know if you’re okay’

“y/n’

‘i’m seriously getting worried.’

‘please just text me’

‘or just like a message.’

‘please.

‘i’m sorry’

‘i'm coming over’

the last message was sent at 11:26 a.m. i looked at the time and it was 11:47 a.m.

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𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐊 ıllı — christopher sturniolo. ༅ ⢗

↷ ˊ- pairing: chris sturniolo x f!reader.

↷ ˊ- summary: you are tiktokers and of course your boyfriend chris has to be part of this.

↷ ˊ- content: Tiktoker reader! Trending videos of couples, couple jokes, drama, humorous content, established couples.

↷ ˊ- pris's is writing: My first language is not English. There will be two parts of this because it has been too long for me. I leave you the masterlist below so you can read more.

Video context: Nick was recording a tiktok, which was about treating you badly in front of Chris to see how he would react.

In the video you and Nick appear sitting in front of the camera and Chris is standing behind.

"Hello little monsters, today we will see who knows more about Chris, if I am his brother or well... she who is huh your girlfriend"

Chris gave his brother a confused look, but continued.

"Matt ask the question and we answer" Matt was behind the scenes helping.

"What is Chris' favorite color?" Matt asks.

"The black one" Nick says and Chris denies.

"The orange one," you reply and Chris says that's right.

"Lie, that's not it" Nick looks at you and uses a colder tone of voice.

You were aware of tiktok, but Nick was really good at acting and you weren't, so you laugh and continue.

The following questions are only answered by Nick and they are all correct.

"Hey, you have to answer, you're supposed to be his girlfriend, something you have to know" he again speaks with a cold and distant tone.

"Yes, I will" you speak and settle into your seat, Chris's hand is present on your shoulder.

Three more questions pass and this time you answer but you do it wrong. Nick sighs exaggeratedly.

"It's just that she doesn't have the will, I'm answering everything myself and she seems stupid!" Nick raises the tone of his voice. "No, what the hell is wrong with him that he doesn't talk?"

"Nick, can we continue please?" Chris speaks with an exhausted tone and a serious expression.

Chris had his hands in his pants pockets, and remained serious.

"What's Chris' favorite drink?" Matt asks.

"I know the answer" you respond enthusiastically. "Pepsi"

"Your finally answer something correctly" Nick looks at you and you don't say anything.

Chris bites the inside of his cheek and crosses his arms in annoyance. The questions continue and you keep answering wrong or simply not answering.

"I'm asking you seriously, do you know my brother or why the hell are you answering absolutely everything wrong?"

Chris couldn't take it anymore and pulled Nick's chair so he could look at him. His face was frowning and he raised his hand to point his finger at his brother.

"Stop your shitty attitude with y/n! She's here trying and you're just being a jerk!" The tone of voice that Chris had was very serious and full of rage.

You grab Chris's arm and pull him away from Nick as you both tell him it was a joke, Chris was confused and when he manages to understand what they were saying, he puts his hands in frustration and shame to his face while hiding behind a wall.

Matt focuses on it and you and Nick hug him, Chris tries to push you away but you hug him even more.

"We're sorry!" You say smiling.

"I thought you would react before" Nick speaks when they distance themselves, Chris hugs you protectively.

"I was close to breaking your nose"

"Hello everyone, today again my victim will be Chris" you laugh maliciously. "I'm applying bronzer to my palm and then leaving it on Chris's skin and calling him hickeys," you explain your plan.

You leave the camera in a strategic place so that Chris doesn't see it. You wait anxiously for him to arrive, when he comes in he walks up to greet you.

They hug for a long time and then distance themselves, Your hands caress their faces and then slowly go down to their neck where you apply a little pressure so that the product passes through.

"What the fuck!" You shout pushing Chris away from you.

He was confused by your sudden attitude, he tries to approach you and you reject him.

"Who have you been seeing? Do you want to see my stupid face? Please Christopher"

"What are you talking about? I didn't see anyone."

"What are those marks on your neck?" You point to your own neck and Chris was even more confused.

"In my neck?"

"Look at you" you point to the mirror in the room and Chris walks towards it examining his neck where he actually had two large hickeys. He looks at you with his blue eyes wide open.

"I swear to God I don't know how that's there."

You burst out as he brings you closer to hug him, you couldn't contain yourself. He looked so cute and scared.

"It's makeup" you show him your hands with the evidence.

"Oh shit, you scare me, my heart is beating uncontrollably" he puts his hand to his chest and you laugh at him.

Everyone was gathered, waiting for you to prepare something delicious to eat. Nick was recording while you say hello to Chris.

"Don't you see anything new?" You ask your boyfriend and he sighs and looks at his brother recording.

"Don't record this," he points out and Nick just laughs.

"Chris, don't you see anything different?" You call him again and he looks at you smiling. But he shakes his head slowly to the sides, his eyes were fixed on you looking for something, but he doesn't see it. "Oh really?" 

"I swear" 

"Christopher, look at my face," you ask him now, using a serious tone. "There's something I did today" Nick zooms in on your face and then focuses on Chris again.

Chris walks over to you to get a better look. But he couldn't notice the change that you told him about.

"I mean, your hair looks different," he tries, but you let out an incredulous laugh.

"Chris," you laugh but quickly turn serious again. "Does your hair look different?" You stroke your hair.

"Yeah"

“Okay, good” you smile. "What do you notice different about him?"

"It's... Combed" he responds insecurely.

You sigh and take your boyfriend's hands, giving him a small squeeze.

"Christopher, please look at me" you ask him.

"I don't know, it's wavy," he shrugs.

“Chris, I have fucking bangs,” you reveal the change.

"Oh was that?" After Chris's words, you and Nick burst into laughter.

You hug him laughing, but inside you want to kill him. When they walk away Chris asks again if that's the case and you tell him yes.

"Good" 

"But put some emotion into it!" You ask him and Chris opens his mouth wide and brings his hands to his head.

"Wow! I can't believe it!" Fake an excited tone.

"I left him after that," Nick says from behind the camera.

[cindylcuwho]

& fed we are thank you mattypooh ❤️

[poge-life]

homie has talked more in this video than any video they’ve done

[malii-the-bonehead]

yall talking about chris with a bandana..... but matt with a bandana???????? s-creaming :)

[b2cute]

told him to post this

[beersangel]

MADISON IN THE NEW VID AHHHHH SHE’S GORGEOUS!!💗💗

[incendiobrock]

Crashing Waves {Chris Sturniolo}

Summary: A storm makes an appearance at your house that is right on the beach. You fear the waves will become too big and wash away the beach house. Chris is the only one who can put you at ease. (A/N: I literally had this as a dream last night and had to make it into a quick blurb because wow… chris 🥹)

Warnings: storm anxiety, fluff!!!

—not proofread, sorry!—

You stumbled around the beach house, searching for the only person who could calm you down as the storm picked up and the waves doubled in size. Severe weather always caused you to have panic attacks, fearing the worst would happen every single time. You threw open the door to the wooden porch, finding exactly who you needed to find sat at the top of the stairs.

You sat down a few feet away, trying to keep your eyes on him and not let your gaze travel past the wooden railing overlooking the treacherous sea. The wind was blowing in your hair and the only light was from the moon that was nearly covered by the storm clouds.

“Chris?” You spoke softly, your voice breaking due to the nerves. The boy turned to look at you, a beautiful gleam in his big, blue eyes. The sound of the waves crashing against the houses cement support wall below caused your eyes to squeeze shut. You began to play with your fingers, despite the fact that they were shaky.

“Can you please come inside? I need you.”

With those words, Chris immediately stood up from the steps, walking towards you as you remained seated on the porch floor. He towered over you, lending a hand to help pull you up from your spot. Shakily, you reached up for his hand allowing him to raise you. After you were stood he pulled you in for a tight hug, cradling the back of your head against his chest, allowing you to hear his steady heartbeat.

“I got you baby. I won’t let anything hurt you.” He whispered against the top of your head, placing a delicate kiss there. Tears pooled in your eyes as you remained wrapped in his arms. The sound of the waves pushing you over the edge. You knew it was highly unlikely but you couldn’t stop the fear of your house getting swallowed by the waves if they continued to grow in size with the storm.

“Chris-“ You began,

“Shh, I know baby. Come on.” He whispered, cutting off your anxious thoughts. Keeping you close he brought you both inside the house. The big windows allowed the moonlight to bring a slight glow to the inside walls. Rain began tapping on the glass as you both made it to the bedroom. Chris let you lay down in the bed, tucking you under the covers before he himself got in. His arms found refuge over your body once again, allowing you to tuck your head underneath his chin.

“Go to sleep my love. This will pass soon.” He whispered once again, sealing your forehead with another reassuring kiss before you allowed sleep to take over your body. The panic from earlier subsiding as you allowed Chris to fully shield you from your irrational fears.

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Bf! Chris Sturniolo x reader messages (5)

[redz0nez9]

" oh no what's happening" me- 👩🎃

[eppieisamattgirl]

have come to the realisation that i am indeed parasocial after i cried that ill never meet this man. what do you mean he’ll never know me he’s literally my boyfriend 🙄