#bsf!chris sturniolo

[sierrraaaasturn]

Polaroids pt,2

bestfriend!sub!chris x reader

part one is here

warnings: handjob, sub chris, use of names (baby,babyboy) and idk what else to think of

a/n: i’m sorry if its bad but a couple of you guys wanted a part 2 so you ask and you shall receive. I’m not to sure if i like this one i have mixed feelings but i tried and if anything please tell me if y’all enjoyed it or not😭 i will try to get more into writing though 😁

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

✧˚ · . A new day came along, you, chris, matt, and nick were all hanging out together at their house.

Just chilling and watching movies as y’all stuffed your mouths with snacks. You were sitting beside chris at the end of the couch, your legs were exposed due to your shorts and so was cleavage, thanks to your tank top.

Chris was having a hard time concentrating on the movie with you right next to him and your body he was absolutely obsessed with in sight. Whole reason you even wore this was for Chris, you desperately wanted a reaction out of him and you noticed it was working.

Time passed by and you noticed how chris kept shifting around under the blanket, you couldn’t help but take a look and see the growing bulge in his pants and his eyes staring at your legs. You stayed quiet, trying to act like you weren’t paying attention to him as your hand slowly made it way under the blanket and to his lap, his gaze went directly towards you, looking at you with a look of confusion and a hint of neediness.

Who were you to deny?

you licked your lips and kept your eyes on the screen as your hand slipped under the waist band of his pants, slowly palming him over his boxers. Soft whines and whimpers slipped from his mouth as he thrusted his hips up slightly into your palm.

Thankfully Matt and Nick couldn’t hear it over how loud the TV was. He shifted closer to you and leaned his head against your shoulder. Quietly begging you for more. “p-please, more, please, i-i’ll be so good, promise..” you chuckled softly under your breath as you heard his little begs and pleads before suddenly slipping your hand under his boxers, your hand coming in contact with his rock hard member that was already leaking pre-cum, you slowly pumped your hand up and down his shaft, trying not to go to fast and get him all noisy. “mmm— thank you— fuck! thank you s-so much..” he whimpered out as he tried his best not to thrust his hips up into your fist.

You looked over at him, watching as he kept his gaze on you while he was whimpering and moaning mess before looking over at Matt and Nick, still focused on the movie. You continued the movements with your hand, moving it faster as you heard his breathing pick up. Chris bit down on his lip, trying to keep himself from being to loud, he definitely didn’t want his brothers knowing what the hell he was doing right now.

You ran your thumb over his slit, receiving a tiny whimper from him. His hips started to thrust up into your fist. “you close babyboy, hm?” you mumbled quietly in that soft, gentle tone he absolutely loved. “y-yes, so close— please let me cum— ngh! please..” the poor boy begged, “go ahead, baby..” you whispered into his ear, and with one more twist of your fist he covered your hand in his warm load of cum.

Panting heavily and resting his head against the crook of your neck now. You slowly removed your hand from his boxers, wiping your hand off with his shirt hoping his brothers would suspect he just dirtied himself or something.

After he had calmed himself down he stayed close to you and muttered small thank yous. After the movie finished, you had left and Chris was in his room, thinking about what happened not even less than an hour ago,

he had never been more happier and was glad his brothers didn’t suspect anything at all. ✧˚ · .

text message from Matt:

“kid thinks he’s slick.”

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

The end! 🙀

likes and comments are always appreciated! this is my first time writing small blurbs so i’ll also appreciate some tips! 🤍

[venusjaynie]

your story if you were chris' gf pt2!

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: none just super fluffy!

[estellesdoll]

ᡣ𐭩﹒snaps from nick but chris has a crush on you ˚　

summary: chris has a 'small' crush on you

warnings: fluff

pairing: bsf!chris x fem!reader | bsf!nick x fem!reader (platonic)

notes: Hey guys, this is my first time doing this. Let me know if you want more and if you’re into it!

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[chrissdollie]

”no she doesn’t shop at target, she’s high maintenance, how do you not know that?” and rolls his eyes and gives u a look that says ‘get a load of this guy’

[sturniluvr]

your private story dating Matt and living with the triplets

[jellyfishbug]

! bsf chris headcannons by jellyfishbug

warnings. fluffy and very sappy! bsf!chris, flirty!chris, established friendship

bsf!chris who . . . is very, very touchy. in fact, his phyical affection towards you even sometimes catches his brothers by surprise. he doesnt act like that with everyone. he's always finding some excuse to be touchy - throwing your legs over his when youre sitting next to him, fiddling with the strings of your hoodie when youre talking, tugging on your belt loops to pull you closer to him, laying his head in your lap whenever youre both in the backseat . .

bsf! chris who . . . only likes the pictures you take of him. you're literally his personal photographer, and half of his instagram posts (stories, feed, highlights) are pictures youve taken. he just "likes them better"

bsf!chris who . . . loves showing you songs he likes and vise versa. he's making playlists with songs you've sent and playing them whenever hes on aux, and hes putting your songs at the top of the queue above his brothers. he will sit through a song he hates at least halfway through if you like it.

bsf!chris who . . . will ask you to come over just to lay in bed with him and do nothing. just having you next to him makes everything better. if youre camping, youre in his tent. if youre sleeping over at the house, youre in his bed. if youre at a hotel together, its rare you share a bed with nick without chris whining about it.

bsf!chris who . . . kisses the side of your head or your cheek whenever the two of you hug. sometimes it's quick, but when the hugs are longer, he's pressing his lips to the side of your face for a couple more seconds, taking a deep breath as he pulls away and feeling a pit in his stomach at the loss of contact.

bsf!chris who . . . loves to let you lay on top of him. on the couch, on his bed, or even in the backseat of the car, he likes to have your guys's legs in a tangled mess and your head laying on his chest just below his chin. he loves it even more if you fall asleep like that, resting one hand on the small of your back and letting your breathing patterns align.

bsf!chris who . . . loves doing the simplest things together. if youre literally just going to the grocery store, hes asking to tag along. doing it with you just makes it so much more fun.

bsf!chris who . . . begged you to be his prom date senior year because he couldn't find one (definitely not because he purposely waited till the last second) so you guys could match outfits and take pictures together.

bsf!chris who . . . loves sharing things with you. clothes, drinks, food, hats, etc. if you say you like it, he's telling you to keep it until he sees you next. if you forgot a change of clothes, hes the first one to offer you something to wear. he's got a thing for you in his clothes, especially you wearing his shirts as pajamas.

bsf!chris who . . .really wishes that showering together wasn't seen as such a weird thing, because he genuinely finds the soft and intimate act of it to be so nice. he wants to just stand under the hot running water and talk with you, grinning while you run your hands through his sudsy hair. the thought of it makes showering alone a lot more boring.

bsf!chris who . . . loves seeing you spontaneously. he loves sending the late night text asking if youre busy and if he come pick you up. night drives is one of his favorite things to do with you, especially when its just the two of you, driving fast on the almost empty highways with the windows rolling down and music blasting loudly.

bsf!chris who . . . loves when you sit on his lap. wether its on the couch, in the back of the car when its too crowded, in his gaming chair - he loves to wrap his arms around your abdomen and rest his head on your shoulder, your back pressed against his chest and your legs resting on his.

bsf!chris who . . . is the biggest sweet-talker you've ever met, especially when hes drunk. he's blabbering about how pretty you are, how hes his happiest when hes with you; but even when he's sober, hes complimenting you to a stupid extent, grinning at the way your cheeks flush and the way a small "thank you, chris." escapes you in a breath.

i hope you enjoyed! here are some links . . . about me ! masterlists ! guidelines / info !

[sturniology]

bsf! text msgs w matt sturniolo x fem!reader

part 10 -> part 9

WARNING : none !

OMGGG THIS IS THE TENTH PART 😭😭 thats mad

LOOOOOOONG one (? 😭)

[thenickgirl]

BSF!Nick HeadCanons

nick x fem!reader

disclaimer: this is all fictional, and based on my own conclusions.

warnings: kinda long, very very self-indulgent, pure fluff, swearing.

Nick as your best friend:

⚤ he loves to spend time with you, always asking you to come over and keep him company.

⚤ the two of you are so close and so comfortable with each other that you tell each other everything, the good, bad, and the ugly.

⚤ he’s protective, not overly, but you always know that you’re safe with him. he’s not letting any hate get to you, and if it does he’s always there to comfort you. he doesn’t hesitate to put haters in their place when it comes to you, not caring about any backlash it could cause him.

⚤ you both send tik toks and instagram reels back and forth all day long.

⚤ you share locations with each other, and anytime he checks and sees that you’re somewhere he doesn’t recognize he’s calling you immediately:

“bitch! where the fuck are you???”

“nick, are you fr checking my location again?”

“yes, now take your fast ass home”

⚤ when you’re sick, he’ll come over and help take care of you. attempting (failing) to make you soup, but then decides to just order in from panera. he’ll cuddle up with you while you watch movies or some reality tv show.

⚤ he’s always teasing and making fun of you, you both playfully argue so much that people on the outside think you actually hate each other.

⚤ you’re on the phone with each other for literal hours, whether it’s texting, on a call, or on FaceTime.

⚤ if you’re in college, he’ll make sure you stay on top of your studies. he’ll never let you put off schoolwork just to go hang out with him:

“nick come onnn, i can study when i get back, it’s fine i promise”

“un uhh, nope! you’re not gonna blame me when your ass fails”

“but ni-“

“GO STUDY Y/N”

⚤ he loves when you go shopping or thrifting together. he’ll pick out outfits for you to try, and you do the same for him. the both of you hyping each other up when you come out of the dressing rooms.

“yesss girl, you look so amazing in that dress!”

“says you, i love that shirt on you, it’s definitely your color!”

⚤ he’s a big foodie, and so are you. so breakfast and/or lunch dates are a staple in your friendship. he loves going to your favorite restaurant or cafe to just sit and talk about whatever and whoever. sometimes you like to try out new places and add them to your list.

⚤ he’ll send you flowers or candy on valentine’s day because he’s such a sweetheart, and never wants you to feel alone or unloved.

⚤ he’s always gassing you. he never hesitates to call you pretty or gorgeous, saying how much he loves your outfit, your hair, or your new bag. he’s your number one hype man for sure. you of course, are the same way with him never passing up an opportunity to let him know he’s so handsome and the baddest bitch.

⚤ you’re pretty much the ceo of the nick defense team, always on go when it comes to people being disrespectful towards him.

⚤ he’s basically your personal photographer. he loves taking your pictures for you, and you love to brag about his skills. he loves when you take pictures together as well, adding them to his photo dumps, giving very much bff goals.

⚤ since he doesn’t drive he loves riding with you, he even bought a “passenger princess” sticker to put on your glovebox just for shits and giggles. sometimes you guys would just spend the day riding out, blasting music and singing along, snacking on the random goodies you pick up along the way, just simply enjoying each others company.

“bitches be quick but i’m quicker”

“bitches be thick but i’m thicker”

*both*

“SHE COULD BE RICH BUT IM RICHER!”

⚤ if you’re in a relationship or get into one, he’ll be very protective over you, yet respectful of your relationship. he’ll make friends with them, and try his best to get along for the sake of your friendship. he’ll even plan group outings so you all can hang out together and get to know each other.

⚤ however, the second you call him in the night crying, he’s ubering over to your house to comfort you. he’ll hug you and wipe your tears, reassuring you that you deserve so much better than them.

“you’re amazing and i love you so much, y/n. you didn’t deserve that, and if you want, we can go egg their car right now”

“you get the eggs, i’ll start the car”

“BET!”

⚤ he doesn’t believe in fighting with friends. any arguments between the two of you wouldn’t last very long, you’ll always end up talking things out and laughing about it later.

⚤ he loves to include in the videos, especially any challenges they do like the baking videos. you always get front seat if you’re ever in the car videos, and he makes sure you get to speak.

⚤ he absolutely loves the bond you have with his brothers, and you would tease him about liking one of them solely to get on his nerves:

“matt has been looking really good lately..”

“y/n i swear to god…”

“what?? i’m just being real”

“i’ll actually kill you both”

“bitch, shutttt up! you love me too much”

“you’re right. now stop talking about matt before i throw the fuck up”

⚤ if the stars happen to align where you and one of his brothers fall in love and actually get together, he’ll be so annoyed at first, not willing to share you. eventually he’ll be okay with it, just happy that you both are happy, as long as you keep the pda out of his line of sight.

⚤ he fucking loves your cooking. he knows better than get in your way by trying to help so he’ll sit at the table and watch you. you don’t mind his company at all while you’re cooking, even letting him taste test which he never refuses. he’s constantly calling or texting to see what’s on your menu:

“please please PLEASE tell me you’re cooking tonight. i cannot eat in n out again”

“well, i guess i am now”

⚤ you always have him, matt, and chris over on Sunday’s. you love giving them the ultimate sunday dinner experience. you make sure you cook more than enough so they have some to take home as well.

⚤ any time one of you sees those cute and fun best friend date activities on tik tok or instagram, you’re instantly texting it to one another, making plans to try it out.

⚤ when you take him out to the club or a just night out with the girlies, he’s having the time of his life. he’s hyping you up while you’re dancing and throwing it in a circle. he’ll capture every second to show to you later cause you’re so gone you won’t remember a thing. the next day he’s asking you to teach him how to twerk like that for the next outing.

⚤ since you have similar music taste, you love going to concerts and festivals together. all in coachella with your matching crop tops and boots, turning heads left and right. you two are literally glued to the hip the whole weekend, holding hands and jumping around, dancing to the beat just loving the experience.

⚤ he absolutely loves sleepovers, and he’ll always be the one to suggest them. he’ll have a space for you in his closet and at his sink because of how often you stay over.

“bro is there a reason you called me 15 times??”

“uh is this the body scrub that you use? i’m gonna get it for my bathroom so you don’t have to keep bringing yours every time”

“nick, you really could’ve just tex-“

“YES OR NO??!”

⚤ whenever you sleep over, you always do your nighttime and morning skin routines together. ‘faerie soirée’ playing softly on the portable speaker while you go through your skincare steps, singing along, and swaying your hips to the beat.

⚤ he is obsessed with the different ways you style your hair. his jaw drops every time you pull up with something new. he was completely gobsmacked when you showed up with a 30 inch bust down after just rocking your natural fro, then two weeks later in some knotless braids down to your knees. he’s always asking your opinion on his next hair color, but you beg him to keep his natural hair for a while longer.

⚤ he always waits to get his nails done with you so you both can match. in the days before your appointments with analysse, he’s sending you different ideas he sees on pinterest for you both to choose from only to ultimately decide to just let analysse freestyle.

⚤ when it comes to his brand, space camp, he’s always giving you the sneak peeks. he’ll let you be the first one to try the newest flavor because he trusts your judgment, and knows that you’ll always be honest with him:

“okay, what about this one? did you like it?”

“friend, i ain’t gone hold you…that shit nasty as fuck”

“well damn bitch, tell me how you really feel. okay, we’ll scrap that one”

⚤ he loves when you come to boston with him to visit his family. mary lou and jimmy absolutely adore you, and so does all his hometown friends nate, mckayla, and chloe.

⚤ the snap streaks between you two go crazy. you’re both constantly snapping each other the most random shit.

⚤ he’s always telling you about the guys he’s crushing on or talking to. he’ll ask you if you think they’re cute or not, and wants advice on what to say to them. if they send him nudes, better believe he’s immediately sending them to you for you both to talk (or laugh) about:

“girl you won’t believe what he just sent me”

“ouuu how big is it?”

“bitch, i’ve seen baby carrots bigger than that”

“BLOCKED!”

⚤ on halloween, you guys love to find matching costumes (when he’s not matching with matt and chris) and sometimes the four of you would find costumes to match together.

⚤ on your birthday, don’t be surprised to find yourself plastered all over his story. he’s posting a photo dump of you together with a lil paragraph, going on and on about how amazing his best friend is. you’ll have gifts galore from him, matt, and chris.

⚤ he’s super supportive of whatever you do, helping you in any way you can to achieve whatever it is you need to.

⚤ he’s the perfect best friend and he takes the bond that you have very seriously, never letting anyone or anything jeopardize it.

🏷️: @muwapsturniolo @mattslolita @guccifrog @luverboychris @freshloveforthefit @matty-bear @sturniolossss @imsosillygoofylol @nickgetsmewetter @mybelovednick @moonk1ss3d @ghostking4m @certifiednatelover @meg-sturniolo

[mrsriddles-blog]

Reads of the Week: Mar 10-Mar 16 | PART TWO

*indicates smut

green font represents multiple characters (poly,rh, etc)

A/N: If any links or mentions are wrong, please let me know and I’ll fix it. I read a lot this week and i tried to go through most of the links to make sure that they were correct, but there’s a lot lol.

Also, if you write for Harry Potter, the Sturniolo Triplets, or Coriolanus Snow, those are my big reads right now, so feel free to shoot me a message or comment if you have some work you want me to check out!

eyes up* by @mangosrar

cerebral by @mangosrar

jokes* by @worldlxvlys

comfort by @worldlxvlys

Full Set by @teapartyprincess4two

In Denial by @teapartyprincess4two

Fake Boyfriend by @lustfulslxt

Good Girl* by @lustfulslxt

more over by @hollandsangel

always there for you by @space-matt

a day with daddy by @space-matt

send me your location by @soursturniolo

hard to say by @soursturniolo

the kitchen counter* by @st7rnioioss

train ride* by @st7rnioioss

sunsetz by @kvtie444

cherry waves by @kvtie444

Chicken Soup by @thugpugs4lrh

Comfort by @thugpugs4lrh

Truth or Dare by @teapartyprincess4two

Always, i will be here. by @mangosrar

Should’ve, would’ve, could’ve. by @mangosrar

tense by @worldlxvlys

help* by @worldlxvlys

Corner Store by @teapartyprincess4two

Way Over Love* by @teapartyprincess4two

Baby by @lustfulslxt

Mask On* by @lustfulslxt

hockey game by @space-matt

Anger and Apologies by @soursturniolo

Surprise* by @soursturniolo

migraine by @st7rnioioss

hotel room* by @st7rnioioss

House of Cards by @evieolo

Clingy by @evieolo

Say It* by @kvtie444

Home by @kvtie444

My Girls by @thugpugs4lrh

Princess Treatment* by @thugpugs4lrh

faded views* by @astrolynnworld

movie date* by @astrolynnworld

[sleepysturn]

𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 ౨ৎ

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁ 𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁

pairing: singer!reader x bf!chris

what it’s like being a singer and dating chris

a/n: ok so pretty much, i recently went to a nicki minaj concert and i was like “omg i should write about being a pop star!” so here we are! i’m rlllyyy excited to write these! enjoy and i love youuuu!!

TW: none?

🏷️: @miss-delicious @luv-sturno @luvr4miya @ivysturnss @mattilda987 @slut4chriss @always-reading @chris-hallelujah @zariyam @pvssychicken

(comment or message me to be apart of the tag list)

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁ 𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁

he’ll be at every show

or at least he’ll try to be. he has a rough schedule, but that won’t stop him for being there for you. he loves seeing you perform. he loves seeing you do what you love.

flowers

chris loves to bring you flowers. you probably have a whole table of flower after you get back from tour. no matter how many shows he goes to, he’ll always bring you your favorite flowers.

proud of you

chris will always and forever be proud of you. you put in so much work to make your music great. he watches you shine on stage and thinking “that’s my girl!”

admiring you

when chris watches you on stage preforming, he can’t help but admire you. he always finds a way to be have a perfect sight of you. his favorite thing ever is to watch him girl on stage doing what she loves.

biggest fan

chris is probably you biggest fan. he know every single album and song by heart. he know every lyric perfectly. he has posters on his wall. he loves being a fan of you and your biggest one.

stressed

chris can easily tell when you get stressed out. he doesn’t know what it’s like to actually have to do a lot of work for that kind of thing, but he’ll try his hardest to make you feel better.

help needed, help received

chris always wants to help you out. he’ll come up with some song names, or help with some lyric ideas. he has a spot in his notes for everything. considering he has his own brand, he knows a thing or two about designing things. he’ll help you come up with album covers too.

always there for you

again, chris is your biggest supporter. he is always there for you. during the tough times and the good times. no matter what he’s there with flowers and a hug/ kiss.

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁ 𖥔 ݁˖ ౨ৎ ˖ ݁

[hometoswift]

HOUSE OF BALLOONS !

jj maybank blurb | x kook reader

in which. . .kook reader attends a party with her boyfriend Rafe Cameron, and after she tells JJ about all her problems with Rafe, it leads to something she’s always swore would never happen.

warning. . .SMUT! Choking, mentions of cheating, unprotected sex, pet names, jj lowk being petty, getting caught, & squirting :)

masterlist!

▐ You had always swore to yourself, and Rafe - your boyfriend, that you’d never like a pogue. Sure, Kiara & Sarah were okay since they were girls…but if Rafe saw you go near a pogue he would start a riot with absolutely no shame.

But after drunkly venting to the forbidden, JJ MAYBANK, about your problems with Rafe - you found yourself in the bathroom with him.

JJ held you close, his hands on your hips as he roughly pounded into you. He held your mini-dress up with one hand, as the other brought a smack to your ass suddenly.

Your body jolted at the feeling, sweet whimpers & choked moans leaving your lips as JJ hit all the right spots. “You like that, mama?” He panted. You could only moan in response, the pleasure being too much.

“Answer me.” He brought the hand that held your dress, to your hair - forcing your head to fall back onto his shoulder. “Y-yes! Shit, JJ- oh God..” you cried out, as his pace fastened.

“What would little ol’ cameron think if he saw a pogue fucking his girl, hm?” He chuckled, letting your hair go as his eyes trailed down back to your ass. You whimpered as he wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

Now that he was closer, you took this as an opportunity to rest your tired head on his shoulder. “You think he’d get a little mad?” JJ knew how to play petty. He thought it would hilarious if Rafe were to catch you both.

“That would be a shame, right babe?” He grunted as you squeezed him tightly. “If he caught us fuckin’, that would be terrible.”

You hiccuped as he flipped you over, now putting you in missionary. He had a whole new angle, and was able to hit every spot. “C’mon ma, i know you can cum for me.”

Your hands found his back, leaving scratches as your acrylics (rafe had paid for) moved up and down. “Who knew a lil’ rich girl could have this pussy..” he groaned, throwing his head back. You cried out on his shoulder, before his hand decorated in rings lifted your head up.

“C’mere baby.” He sighed, getting closer to his release as he pressed his lips to yours roughly. Your pussy clenched around him, squeezing his cock - JJ moaned into your mouth.

His hand slid down your stomach, moving to quickly rub your clit. Your body shook with pure bliss as his fingers worked to get you to your release. JJ had this secret rule, the lady always has to cum first, “F-fuck, i’m cumming, shit!” You moaned aloud. “Good girl, c’mon.”

Before you knew it, the knot in your stomach snapped - as your juices ran down your thigh - squirting all over JJ’s lower half. He continued to thrust into you, before his harsh thrusts came to a stop - releasing inside of you.

You felt amazing, until the door OPENED.

“Oh. my. GOD!” Sarah screamed. John B stood beside her, he quickly covered his eyes. “Shit.” You panted, pulling up your panties and pulling down your dress. “Oh hey guys.” JJ smiled calmly as you stumbled off the sink.

“Funny seeing you here.” Sarah glared at JJ in disgust, before her eyes flickered to you. Sarah had been such a close friend, & she supported you through everything. She giggled softly.

“Hi sar.” You smiled awkwardly. As Sarah pulled you out of the bathroom, John B grabbed JJ by the shirt. “Dude, that’s Rafe’s girlfriend, what the fuck were you thinking?”

“Bro, it’s fine. Rafe isn’t gonna do shit.” He chuckled. Sarah gasped as she turned to you, “Girl you have to explain.” You cheesed, “It’s a long story…i don’t know what i’m gonna do with Rafe.” You sighed, over-thinking.

Sarah fixed your hair, as the music blasted through the house party. “Give it ti-”

“Y/n?” A voice behind you caught your attention, Rafe. “Oh, shit.” You sighed.

[delooshunalhoe]

texts w bsf! matt who secretly likes you :)

lmk if yall want any more of these txt situations or u want me 2 make a part 2?!

love ya

xoxo - nikki <3

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[estellesdoll]

◎ 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 & 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 ݂ ᨸ ˙ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬. ˎˊ˗

summary: Chris’s concern for Y/N’s ice skating bruises leads to a loving exchange and a sweet kiss, showing just how much they mean to each other.

pairing: bsf!chris x fem!reader

warnings: fluff

word count: 2.6k

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Chris, Matt, and a few of our friends were all gathered in my living room, the air filled with laughter and the occasional burst of excitement as they played video games on my flat screen.

While they were completely engrossed in the game, I found myself more of an observer than an active participant.

I never really got into video games; they just didn’t hold the same appeal for me as they did for the others. But that only seemed to fuel Chris’s determination.

He loved trying to teach me how to play, insisting that I would get the hang of it if I just gave it a chance.

Time and time again, though, our attempts ended in me fumbling with the controls or misunderstanding the game’s objectives.

It became almost a running joke among us—my complete inability to master any of the games they loved. Yet, Chris never got frustrated.

If anything, my failures only made him more persistent, his enthusiasm never waning as he continued to patiently guide me through each level, always convinced that next time would be different.

"Chris... I just don't get it. What am I doing wrong? I can't even move my character around!" I exclaimed in frustration, my voice edged with exasperation as I stared at the screen, trying to make sense of the controls. My fingers hovered uncertainly over the keys, each one a mystery that I couldn't quite unravel. No matter how many times I tried, the movements of my character in the game seemed to have a mind of their own, completely out of sync with what I was trying to do.

But while video games didn’t catch my interest, I had a passion for something else entirely.

I preferred activities that got me out of the house and moving, connecting with the real world in a tangible way.

Sports, in particular, were what I loved most. Among them, ice skating was where my heart truly lay. There was something almost magical about stepping onto the ice, feeling the cold air on my face as I glided across the rink.

Even though it wasn’t always smooth sailing—many times I’d come home with some pretty harsh bruises from falls—I never let that stop me. Those bruises were just a part of the experience, a small price to pay for the sense of freedom and peace that skating gave me.

Ice skating wasn’t just a hobby; it was my escape. Every time I laced up my skates and stepped onto the ice, it felt like all the stress, worries, and negative thoughts from my day melted away.

For that hour and a half, nothing else mattered. The world outside the rink disappeared, and it was just me, the ice, and the rhythm of my movements. It was a time when I could focus entirely on myself, letting the worries of the real world slip into the background. That sense of calm, the feeling of being completely present in the moment, was something I treasured.

Skating showed me a new path, one where I could let go of everything weighing me down, even if it was just for a little while. It wasn’t just about the physical exercise; it was about finding peace within myself, something I desperately needed.

My friend Elise nudged me gently, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Hey, where’d you go?" she asked, her voice curious as she noticed I had been zoning out.

"I’m just going to head to my bedroom real quick," I replied with a smile. "I’ll be back in a minute. Do you want me to grab some refreshments while I’m at it?"

Elise’s eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Oh gosh, yes! It’s getting really hot in here," she said, fanning herself dramatically to emphasize her point. I chuckled softly, feeling the heat in the room myself.

"I thought I was the only one who noticed," I said, sharing a knowing look with her.As I stood up, I couldn’t help but think about how much I loved the cold, one of the many reasons ice skating was such a passion of mine.

There was something about the cool, crisp air on the rink that I found irresistible. I loved the way it chilled my skin, the way it made everything feel sharp and clear. I wasn’t a fan of the heat; in fact, I could barely stand it. The warmth always made me uncomfortable, almost suffocated.

Even at night, I couldn’t sleep if it was too warm—I’d toss and turn, longing for the coolness that seemed so elusive in the summer months.

As these thoughts danced through my mind, I glanced over at Chris, a soft smile tugging at my lips as I watched him, completely engrossed in his game. He was so captivated, his eyes glued to the screen, fingers deftly moving across the controller.

There was something endearing about how focused he got, how the rest of the world seemed to fade away when he was playing. It was one of those little things I loved about him—the way he could lose himself in something so completely.

I smiled to myself, feeling a quiet warmth in my chest that had nothing to do with the heat in the room. It was just Chris, being Chris.

I made my way to my bedroom, pushing the door behind me, thinking I had closed it fully. The room was a sanctuary, quiet and calm, a stark contrast to the lively energy outside.

Without thinking, I went straight to the closet, my fingers automatically reaching for one of Chris’s hoodies. The soft fabric felt familiar and comforting between my fingers, bringing a sense of ease just by holding it.

I grabbed a pair of leggings too, laying both items neatly on the bed, preparing to change into something more comfortable.As I began to undress, peeling off the clothes I’d been wearing all day, I suddenly winced.

A sharp, unexpected pain flared up as the fabric brushed against certain spots on my skin. The sensation made me suck in a breath, my hand instinctively moving to the sore areas.

It was then that I remembered the bruises, the ones I had stubbornly tried to ignore. Curiosity and concern mixed in my mind, urging me to check how bad they really were.

I stepped over to the mirror, standing in front of it in just my bra and panties. The cool air of the room brushed against my bare skin, contrasting sharply with the tender spots where the bruises had formed.

I looked at my reflection, turning slightly to inspect the damage. My fingers lightly traced over the discolored areas, wincing as I pressed too hard on one particularly dark bruise. The purplish marks stood out starkly against my skin, a painful reminder of the falls and impacts I had endured on the ice.

As I stood there, examining my body, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of frustration mixed with a strange sense of acceptance.

The bruises were just part of the price I paid for doing what I loved, but they still hurt, both physically and emotionally.

I sighed softly, my eyes lingering on the marks for a moment longer before I turned away from the mirror.

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CHRIS

"That was awesome! Great game, dude!" I laughed, still high from the match. Matt gave me a congratulatory slap on the back. As the excitement in the room began to die down, I noticed Y/N was missing.

My smile faded as I looked around, realizing she hadn’t come back yet. I turned to the girls on the couch. "Hey, where’s Y/N?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

Elise looked up and smiled. "She went to her room for a bit. She said she’d bring some drinks back."I nodded but felt a bit uneasy.

It wasn’t like Y/N to just disappear without a word. I decided to check on her. "I’m going to see what Y/N’s up to," I said, heading toward her room.

Matt looked over, curious. "Where are you going?""Just checking on Y/N," I said with a quick smile. "She might need some help with the drinks."

As I walked to her room, I felt a growing curiosity about what she was doing. It wasn’t like her to just slip away, and I wanted to see if she was okay. The thought of spending a quiet moment with her made me smile. I approached her door, eager to find out what she was up to.

But as I approached her bedroom door, I noticed it was slightly ajar. I knew that peeking inside without knocking wasn'texactly right, but when I heard her quietly curse under her breath, my curiosity got the better of me.

I carefully moved in front of the door, opening it just a bit more, enough to see inside without revealing myself. Any guilt I felt about sneaking a look vanished the moment I caught sight of her.

She was nearly undressed, standing in front of the mirror, and the way her body flowed into all the right curves left me breathless. She looked absolutely stunning and I couldn't tear my eyes away from her.

But then, as my gaze traveled over her, I noticed something that made my stomach tighten with anger-dark purple bruises marring her skin. I watched as she gently traced her fingertips over them, wincing slightly at the pain.

My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of desire and rising anger swirling inside me. What the hell happened to her? And who could have done this? The sight of those bruises stirred something fierce in me, a protective instinct I couldn't ignore.

I knocked on the door, then quickly stepped back, putting some distance between myself and the doorway.

"One moment!" she called out, her voice slightly breathless. I could hear the faint sound of clothes rustling inside the room, and after what felt like a long minute, the door finally opened.

She reappeared in front of me, a little out of breath, her cheeks flushed.

"Hi, Chris. Do you need anything?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of surprise, as if she hadn’t expected to see me.

"Nothing, really," I replied, trying to sound casual. "I was just wondering where you went."

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Y/N

As the night grew late, people began to say their goodbyes and head out. I walked them to the door, exchanging hugs and thanking them for coming.

When the last of our friends had left, I turned to Matt and Chris with a smile.

"Would you guys like to stay over? I can get the guest room ready for you," I offered, already thinking about the bedding and pillows I’d need to set up.

Matt quickly shook his head. "Oh, we don’t want to be a bother," he said, sounding a little hesitant.

"Nonsense!" I replied with a wave of my hand. "You’re not bothering me at all. I’ll have it ready in just a few minutes."

Chris caught my eye, a bright excitement lighting up his expression. "Sleepover!" he shouted, his voice full of enthusiasm as he nodded eagerly.

The rest of the night passed in a blur of fun and laughter. We ended up watching a couple of episodes of a show and squeezed in some more gaming before we all started to wind down.

When it was finally time to call it a night, I showed them to the guest room, handing them spare toothbrushes and towels. After making sure they had everything they needed, I headed to my own room, feeling the exhaustion of the day catch up with me.

I took a quick shower, letting the warm water relax my muscles, before slipping into bed, ready to let sleep take over.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, there was a soft knock on my door—the second one today. I cleared my throat, my voice still a little raspy as I called out, "Yeah, come in."

Chris slipped into the room, closing the door gently behind him. He looked a bit nervous, which made me sit up a little.

"Hi, Chrissy. How’s my favorite boy doing?" I asked with a tired smile. He chuckled softly and moved closer, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I’m good. Matt’s already passed out," he said with a grin, but his expression quickly turned more serious. "But, Y/N... are you really okay?" I frowned a bit, confused by the concern in his voice.

"Yeah, I’m fine. Why? Are you alright? Having trouble sleeping?"

"It’s not that," he replied, hesitating. "I’m just... really worried about you, but I didn’t know how to say it without sounding weird."

"Chris, you can tell me anything. You know that, right?" I said, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. He looked at me, clearly struggling to find the right words, but finally took a deep breath. "When you went to change earlier... your door was open a bit, and I... I saw you."

I felt a warm blush creep up my cheeks as I processed what he was saying. I wasn’t sure how to respond, and the silence hung between us until he continued.

"And I saw the bruises, Y/N. Those really bad ones," he added, his voice filled with concern. I groaned, embarrassed, and quickly covered my face with my hands.

"Hey, don’t hide from me," he said gently, pulling my hands away. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You look incredible. I just... I’m worried. What happened? How did you get those bruises?" Chris kicked off his shoes and moved closer on the bed, his expression softening as he waited for my answer.

I met his eyes, knowing I couldn’t just brush him off. "It’s from ice skating," I admitted, feeling a bit awkward. "I was trying out some new moves, and... well, this happened."

He looked at me, surprised. "But I thought you quit skating last year?" I sighed.

"I didn’t really quit. I just... didn’t tell anyone. It’s the only thing that makes me really happy right now."

He looked a little hurt at that, his brow furrowing. "The only thing? What about me?" he asked, sounding a bit vulnerable.

I leaned in and kissed his cheek, trying to reassure him. "You make me happy too, Chris. After you, skating’s the next best thing." He smiled, his tension easing.

Gently, he pulled me onto his lap, his hands finding the sore spots on my body and massaging them carefully. I let out a soft moan of relief as his fingers worked their magic. He leaned in, pressing tender kisses to my neck. "It just kills me to see you hurt. Please, be careful, okay? You don’t deserve this."

"Chris, I’m doing my best," I replied, my voice soft. "But falling is just part of skating. It’s how you get better."

He sighed, his voice full of affection. "Sweet girl, I just wish I could be there with you. I’d catch you every time, so you’d never have to hit the ice."

His words felt so genuine that I couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him. As our lips touched, I got lost in the moment, letting everything else fade away until it was just the two of us in that tender, perfect kiss.

[enemiestolovershoe]

Unspoken Feelings

Matt Sturniolo x bsf!reader

Summary: Y/N and Matt’s weekly movie night takes an unexpected turn when his brothers, Nick and Chris, join in. What starts as a chill evening with *The Shining* and some weed quickly turns intense as Matt’s jealousy flares up. A heated argument leads to an even hotter confession, changing their friendship forever. What happens when unspoken feelings finally come to light?

Word Count: 1500

Warnings: Drug use (weed), friends to lovers, argument, talk of horror movie, not proofread, use of y/n

A/n: Likes and rebloggs majorly appreciated :) 🫶🏻

Friday nights had always been sacred for you and Matt Sturniolo. For years, you’d curled up on his couch, surrounded by blankets and snacks, ready to dive into whatever movie you had chosen for that week. But tonight was a little different. For the first time, Matt’s brothers, Nick and Chris, were joining the party. The usual duo was now a quartet, and you couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the shift in your routine.

You arrived at the Sturniolo house right on time, a bag of popcorn in one hand and a pack of Matt’s favorite gummy worms in the other. Matt was waiting for you at the door, as usual, his dark hair slightly tousled and a grin already forming on his lips.

“Look who’s finally here,” Matt teased, stepping aside to let you in. “And armed with the essentials, I see.”

“I figured we’d need the reinforcements,” you joked back, holding up the snacks. “Especially since your brothers are crashing our movie night.”

“Yeah, well, they insisted,” Matt said with a mock sigh, though you could tell he didn’t really mind. “But I made sure we’re still watching something good.”

“What did you pick?” you asked as you followed him into the living room.

Nick and Chris were already sprawled out on the couch, looking entirely too comfortable. Chris perked up when he saw you.

“Y/N, finally! Now we can start this thing,” Chris said, grinning.

“Hey, Y/N!” Nick added with a wave, glancing at the stack of DVDs and Blu-rays on the coffee table. “Matt wouldn’t tell us what movie we’re watching. Says it’s a surprise.”

You raised an eyebrow at Matt. “You’ve been holding out on them?”

Matt just smirked and picked up one of the cases, holding it up for everyone to see. “I thought we could go for a classic tonight. *The Shining*.”

Chris let out a low whistle. “Nice choice. Creepy, but nice.”

Nick, who was usually a fan of horror, nodded approvingly. “I’m down. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the selection. “It’s perfect. But only if we can all agree that I get first dibs on the blanket fort.”

Matt rolled his eyes playfully. “Of course. Anything for the queen of movie night.”

With the movie chosen, you all settled in, building the most elaborate blanket fort the living room had ever seen. You ended up sitting between Matt and Chris, the soft glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across everyone’s faces as the eerie opening music of *The Shining* began to play.

As the movie unfolded, you couldn’t help but feel a strange tension in the air. Matt was quieter than usual, his focus seemingly split between the screen and something else. Every so often, you caught him glancing your way, but whenever you turned to look at him, he’d quickly look back at the TV.

It wasn’t until the movie hit a particularly tense scene that Chris spoke up, breaking the silence.

“Man, I forgot how creepy this movie is,” Chris said, leaning back into the cushions. “But I gotta say, Jack Nicholson is amazing in this.”

“Yeah, he’s incredible,” you agreed, still feeling the lingering suspense of the scene. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a movie where someone can look that terrifying just by smiling.”

Matt, who had been quiet for most of the movie, finally chimed in. “That’s what makes it so good. The psychological horror gets under your skin because it feels so real.”

“Real, and seriously messed up,” Nick added, his eyes glued to the screen. “Like, who even comes up with this stuff?”

“You’d be surprised,” you said with a laugh. “There’s a reason it’s a classic though.”

Matt nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “Yeah, definitely a good pick for tonight.”

As the movie progressed, the tension that had been building between you and Matt seemed to ease, replaced by the comfort of familiarity. But then, as the credits finally rolled and the room fell into a quiet lull, Chris shifted beside you, pulling something out of his hoodie pocket.

“Alright, movie’s over, but the night’s just getting started,” Chris said with a mischievous grin, holding up a small, neatly rolled joint. “Who’s up for spicing things up a bit?”

You glanced at Matt, who gave you that familiar shrug, the one that said, “Why not?” Nick quickly agreed, and before you knew it, the joint was being passed around.

The weed worked its way through your system, making everything feel softer, more vivid, and somehow more real. Conversations drifted from the movie to random topics, with Chris taking the lead, his lively energy filling the room.

“So, Y/N,” Chris began, his tone more serious than before, “What’s something you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t yet?”

You thought for a moment, the warm haze of the weed making you more candid than usual. “I’ve always wanted to travel the world. But I guess I’ve been waiting for the right moment… and the right company.”

Chris leaned in, his expression thoughtful. “That sounds amazing. Maybe we could—”

Before he could finish, Matt cut him off, his voice unexpectedly sharp. “Chris, don’t you think Y/N deserves more than just talking about dreams? Maybe she should be with someone who actually knows her.”

The room went quiet, the atmosphere suddenly tense. You turned to Matt, surprised by the edge in his voice.

“What’s your problem, Matt?” you asked, frowning.

Matt met your gaze, his eyes intense. “My problem? I’m just tired of watching you waste time on things that aren’t going to happen.”

Your frustration flared up. “And who are you to decide that?”

“Someone who cares about you,” Matt shot back, his voice low and serious.

You stood up, the tension between you and Matt almost tangible. “You’re acting like a jealous jerk, Matt.”

“Maybe I am,” Matt said, standing up as well, his voice dropping to a whisper, “But that’s because—”

Before he could finish, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed you, his lips capturing yours in a way that was both unexpected and electric. For a moment, you froze, but then you found yourself kissing him back, the unspoken feelings between you igniting like a spark in dry tinder.

You vaguely heard Chris mutter something to Nick, and then they quietly excused themselves from the room, leaving you and Matt alone.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathing heavily, your foreheads pressed together as you tried to process what just happened.

“Matt…” you started, your voice shaky, but he silenced you with another, softer kiss.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered against your lips, “I just… I couldn’t watch you with someone else. It was driving me crazy.”

You looked into his eyes, your heart pounding. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Matt shook his head, his expression vulnerable. “Because I didn’t want to ruin what we have. But I can’t pretend anymore, Y/N. I’m in love with you.”

The confession hung in the air, and for a moment, all you could do was stare at him, stunned. But then, a slow smile spread across your face, and you leaned in to kiss him again, your heart swelling with a mix of relief and joy.

“Maybe we should’ve spiced things up a long time ago,” you murmured against his lips, your arms wrapping around his neck.

Matt chuckled softly, pulling you closer. “Yeah… maybe we should have.”

As the two of you stood there, wrapped up in each other, you realized that everything had changed, but in the best possible way. The movie, the weed, even Chris and Nick—they all faded into the background, leaving just the two of you and the feelings that had finally been brought to the surface.

And as for Matt, well, your weekly movie nights had just taken on a whole new meaning.

[sturniluvr]

meet my girlfriend

Matt sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 2,294

warnings: couple spelling mistakes, a couple swear words, lots of fluff (a bit cheesy😅), italics = flashbacks

summary: Matt and childhood friend Y/N announce their relationship on his personal channel.

A/N: Matt is 18 in this fic and reader is 17 as said in fic!

❗️semi proof read❗️

Matt sets up the camera on the dashboard, his best friend of 12 years and girlfriend of 2 years in the car seat next to him. Matt hears Y/N let out a sigh, he looked to his side and saw Y/N looking nervous. 

“It’ll be fine my love. The fans already love you, announcing that you're my girlfriend won’t change that, I promise.” Matt says, grabbing her hand and rubbing his thumb across her knuckles in a comforting manner. “We don’t have to tell the fans if you don’t want to darling. It’s completely up to you.” He added on as he lifts her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. 

“No, I want to do it. Just some silly nerves that’s all.” She replied, intertwining their hands and smiling at Matt. 

“You ready?” He asks. 

“Yeah, press record.” 

Matt hits record and started to talk to the camera, his hand still intertwined with Y/N’s. 

“Hey guys, welcome to my personal channel, where I will be posting content without Nick and Chris. I won’t post as often on here, but I will try my best.” Matt starts with a little laugh before continuing.  

“For my first video on this channel, as you could probably guess by the title, I’m going to introduce you to my girlfriend, she’s a girl that many of you will be familiar with and if not then she’s about to introduce herself.” He added on, Matt gestures for Y/N to introduce herself, she gives a little wave and smile to the camera. 

“Hi everyone, most of you already know me but for those of you who don’t, hi, my name is Y/N and as Matt said, I am his girlfriend. I’m 17 years old, unfortunately I’m still in high school unlike Matthew here” she points to Matt and he lets out a little laugh at her dislike for high school before she carried on introducing herself.

“I just started my senior year, and like the triplets, I am from originally from Boston and I have known the triplets since I was in second grade and they were in third grade I think, is that right?” She looked over to Matt for confirmation to which he nodded. 

“Yep. She’s been in our lives since we were 8 and she was 7. She’s known us longer than Trevor!” He jokes, the couple chuckled together at his random fact. 

“Anyway, today, in honour of announcing our relationship, we’ve decided to answer some questions. I posted a question box on my Instagram story and we’re just going to scroll through and answer some of them.” Matt states. 

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and opened up Instagram and clicked on his story to see the questions. He read out the first question. 

“Okay, first question is ‘how did you guys meet?’ you wanna answer it Y/N/N?” she nodded before answering.  

“So, I actually met Nick first out of the triplets, mine and Nick’s science classes got merged one day because my teacher was sick and me and Nick got paired for a project together. Me and Nick became friends and one day he invited me to his house after school, and that’s how I met Matt and Chris, and we were all inseparable ever since. I constantly got them mixed up until they were about 14.” she replies, Matt and Y/N both smiling at the memory of how many times she got the triplets mixed up. Matt handed his phone to Y/N to read out the next question. 

“Okay next question is ‘who made the first move?’ Matt surprisingly, made the first move, I’ll let him tell the story of how it happened.”  

“So, it’s a pretty cliche story, but we were at a party for our high school’s sports teams and cheerleaders which we both had to be at since she’s a cheerleader and I was on the lacrosse team. Me, Chris, Nick, Y/N and a few other people were playing spin the bottle and it was my turn to spin and it landed on Y/N. At this point I’d had a crush on Y/N since we were in middle school, but I just never ‘had the balls to do anything about it’ as Chris would always say to me.” He rolls his eyes, remembering all the times Chris had tried to get Matt to tell Y/N how he felt. He carried on telling the story.

“So obviously, me and Y/N kissed and then the day after at school, I left a note in her locker asking her out on a date, obviously, she said yes to the date and low and behold, 2 years later, here we are. Pretty cheesy but, hey, what can you do about a man in love?” He shrugged his shoulders with a small smirk on his face. 

“Fun fact, I still have the note to this day.” Y/N stated proudly, looking at the camera. Matt looked over at her shocked. 

“You do?” He asked, looking at his girl in pure adoration. She looked at Matt and nodded her head, smiling at him. She handed him his phone back so he could read the next question. 

“Okay, next question ‘what are you lockscreens on your phones? and what is the story behind them if there is one’”  

Y/N pulled out her own phone and Matt locked his so that he was ready to show his lockscreen. She turned her phone around and showed her lockscreen. (a/n: pretend it’s Matt😭)

“Mine is a picture of Matt from a couple weeks ago. Me and the triplets went to the safari park, and I got this picture of Matt looking at the map and trying to figure out where one of the rides were and thought it was cute.” she smiled at her lockscreen before turning off her phone. 

*flashback to safari park* 

Y/N giggled as Matt looked at the map in his hands, confusion evident on his face. The four of them were stood in the middle of the path, Matt trying to figure out how to get to the log flume. 

“Matt c’mon mannnn” Chris complained. Nick rolled his eyes at his younger brother.  

“Baby, do you need help?” Y/N asked. Matt shook his head. 

“Really? Cause you’ve been looking at the map longer than Nick was looking at the elephants.” she chuckled, and Chris laughed along with her, Nick had spent ten minutes staring at the elephants earlier that day. She walked over to him and looked at the map, trying to help him.  

“I got it, I got it, gimme a second.” Matt said. Another minute passed of Matt looking at the map, looking adorably confused with a little smile on his face, Y/N thought he looked absolutely adorable and quickly took a picture before Matt laughed to himself and smiled as he looked at his brothers and girlfriend.  

“I got it! It’s this way.” he pointed in the direction of the log flume, and they all made their way to the ride. 

*end of flashback* 

Matt turned on his phone and showed his lockscreen to the camera. (a/n: again, pretend it’s y/n and Matt😭)

“Mine is a picture that Nick took of us in the car about a month or so ago. We were going on our annual family trip and as always, Y/N came along with us, and we were parked at the gas station and I noticed Y/N had fell asleep on me and Nick saw and took a picture of us and sent it to me and it’s one of my favourite photos ever” Matt spoke. 

*flashback to the family trip* 

Y/N and Matt were currently sat in the very back on the car with Nick. Chris, Trevor and Justin sat in front of them, and Marylou and Jimmy were sat in the front seats. They were parked at a gas station filling up the car and Y/N was falling asleep with her head in Matt’s lap, sharing headphones with him and Nick was sat on his phone. 

“You tired baby?” Matt whispered, looking down at the sleepy girl in his lap. She let out an incoherent mumbled reply. 

“Look at this TikTok!” Chris said loudly, turning around to face Matt and Nick. Matt shushed him.  

“Y/N’s asleep Chris be quiet!”  

“Shit! sorry, look at this TikTok though” Chris repeated, much quieter. The boys collectively laughed quietly at the TikTok he’d shown them, Chris turned back around and showed Justin the same TikTok. 

Matt moved a piece of hair out of Y/N’s face, smiling at his sleeping girl. Matt was unaware of Nick looking at the couple with a soft smile of his own on his face, he’d always been their biggest supporter ever since they told him about their relationship. Nick quickly opened his camera on his phone and snapped a picture of the couple and immediately sent it to Matt, the younger brother opened the message and a grin automatically grew on his face. 

“Thanks man, I love this photo” Matt spoke as he set the picture as his wallpaper and sending it to Y/N, so she also had a copy of the photo. Nick smiled.  

“Of course, I’m your personal photographer.” He joked and the brothers softly laughed before going back to doing their own thing waiting for Jimmy to get back in the car after filling it up. 

*end of flashback* 

Y/N put her phone back in her pocket and Matt passed her his phone to read the next question.  

“Aww this one is cute ‘what is your favourite memory with one another?’ I love this question” she smiled.

“my favourite memory with Matt is probably last Christmas when Matt woke me up around 4 in the morning because it was snowing so much and he just couldn’t wait to go build a snowman, this kid literally had a jacket and coat and my shoes ready for me and just woke me up.” They both started laughing at the memory from last Christmas and Matt hit his head on the steering wheel as he leaned forward laughing, causing Y/N to laugh even more as Matt held his head in his hand.

“Laughing at my pain, I see how it is missy.” Matt exclaimed, he reached over the center console of his car and started tickling her sides causing the younger girl to yelp out and tears started streaming down her face as he continued to tickle her. 

“Okay I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Y/N shouted, out of breath, softly chuckling as she held her hands up in surrender. She passed Matt’s phone back to him.  

The couple continued to answer questions and laugh with each other replaying memories from as early as their childhood to as recent as last week.  

“Okay, final question, this was asked by quite a few people ‘what is your favourite thing about each other?’ We’ll do one physical aspect and then one personality trait, okay?” Matt spoke and Y/N nodded in agreement before Matt continued. 

“My favourite physical thing about Y/N has gotta be her freckles, I’ll admit that I have caught myself counting the freckles on her face before while she’s been asleep” he admitted with a slight blush creeping up on his cheeks.

“My favourite thing about her personality wise is how persistent she is. I’ve seen her get into heated debates with Nick over the most random things and most of the time she’ll win, and I could honestly sit there for hours watching them argue back and forth, it’s so funny” Matt adds with a laugh and he smiles in Y/N’s direction. 

“It’s true, I’ll never let up if I think my opinion is right.” She said laughing with him. “Anyway, my favourite physical thing about Matt is probably his smile, his has got to be my favourite smile ever!” She said proudly, the blue eyed boy next to her stared at her with a soft expression and a wide smile on his face as she carried on talking.

“My favourite personality trait of Matt’s is how attentive and kind hearted he is, like I remember before he made this channel, we were sat on the couch together and he said he wanted to make this channel to help people who may be struggling with mental health like him and to make it a safe space for everyone. And he’s just such a genuinely great guy and nowadays, that’s pretty hard to come by and I couldn’t be more thankful for him. I can confidently say, I can see Matt being the guy I marry when I’m older.” she finished talking. He smiled at her for what felt like the millionth time this video, his cheeks started to hurt from how much she made him smile. 

“I love you baby” Matt spoke, planting a kiss on her cheek, her cheeks flushed.  

“I love you too Matt. So much.” She replied, smiling at the boy she’d been in love with for as long as she could remember. 

“I hope you enjoyed this video guys, we both enjoyed filming it. We love you. Stay happy and stay smiling.” Matt smiled at the camera and Y/N blew a kiss to the camera before he stopped recording. He put the camera down and looked over to Y/N 

“Did you mean that baby? About me being the guy you’d marry?” He asked her, his eyes full of love. She nodded with a smile on her face. 

“Of course, my love. You’re the best person I’ve ever known. You’re my person” she replied. 

He stretched over the center console and placed a kiss on her lips, both of them smiling into the kiss. 

“You’re my person too darling. I’ll marry you one day I promise.” 

And he did.

They got married a few years later.  

A/N: Lowkey was inspired by @imwetforyourmom one shot that was like this. Hope you don’t mind me stealing your idea ahah🫶🏻😅

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