#but now i gotta get it all nicely wrapped up

[blushsturns]

Hiii could you do a Chris version of the fic where reader does the trend of not saying ily back and he starts crying after she leaves?

title: love you back

word count: 1717

matt’s version is here!

Your boyfriend Chris was lying next to you on the bed, his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled up against your chest. You wrapped your arms around him to pull him even impossibly closer, your head resting comfortably on his chest. You took in a deep breath to take in his intoxicating scent, a satisfied hum leaving your lips. You loved laying here with him, cuddling him, and being close to him at all times. It was nice that Chris was also clingy with you, so the relationship wasn’t one sided.

“Do you have to go film a car video with your brothers, baby? Do they really need you there?” You whined out, your bottom lip jutting out into a small pout.

He looked down at you, his ocean blue eyes filled with sadness, his fingers moving up and down your lower back in a slow, comforting motion. “I know, baby. I wish I could skip out on this one. Luckily, it’s just a car video and nothing too crazy. You gonna be good when I’m gone?”

He flashed you a small smirk after he spoke, wiggling his eyebrows at you playfully. His hand moved underneath your shirt from behind to begin running his fingers against your bare skin causing a soft shudder to run down your spine at the sensation. “You know I will. I’m buried in homework, literally.”

The homework that you have been neglecting has been piled up next to you on the bed. At this point, you both were probably laying on the papers, but you didn’t care at this very moment. You wanted to spend as much time with Chris as possible.

Just when you thought you had more time together, Chris’ phone rang with Nick’s name displayed on the screen. Chris groaned in frustration, pulling away from you to immediately answer it. “Hello?” Pause. “Yes?” Another pause. He looks at you, mouthing Nick’s name as if you didn’t already see his name pop up on the screen. “Okay, be there in 10. Bye.” Chris sighed hard as he set his phone down next to him, pulling his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, his hands moving into his hair. “I’m sorry I gotta leave, ma.”

You immediately shake your head and move your body over to sit next to him on the edge of the bed, placing your hand onto his thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll be here when you get here back. Give us, and me, some good content, okay?”

Chris looked at you with a widening grin on his face, a soft chuckle emitting from his lips. “That I can do.” He leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips. “Okay, baby, I’m gonna go before they cut off my head, or my dick. Maybe both. I’ll pick up some takeout on the way home.”

“My man.” You say simply, and proudly as you lean forward to press a soft kiss to his cheek, your lips lingering there for a moment before pulling away. “Now go before they really cut off your head and your dick. You need those, and honestly, so do I.” You flash him a small smirk before allowing a soft giggle to emit from your lips.

Chris lets out a soft chuckle and nods his head, getting up from the bed and grabs his phone, slipping it into his pocket. He leans down to place his index finger underneath your chin to tilt your head up, your eyes locking together in a brief moment before he presses his lips back against yours sweetly. You kiss him back softly, smiling against his lips before allowing him to pull away and he walked over to the doorway before turning to look back at you. “Alright, ma. I’ll be back before you know it. I love you.”

After you hear him say I love you, you debate if you should pull the little prank on him that you saw earlier when you took a break from your homework. It was a video of the girlfriend not saying I love you back to the boyfriend and he genuinely got so confused about it. It wasn’t like you to not say it back, and you already knew Chris would notice it right away, but he’s messed with you before, why not get him back?

“Have a good time filming, baby!” Was all you said back, flashing him a small, innocent smile as you stared up at him.

Your eyes stayed locked onto his face the entire time as you noticed his facial expression changed. He went from smiling, to suddenly he was confused. His eyebrow arched up in a confused motion, looking down at you. “Ma, I said I love you. Did you hear me?”

You nodded your head at his words, biting gently onto your bottom lip as you looked at him. You felt bad, but you wanted to play along with the little joke to see what would happen. Chris was always full of jokes and even pulled some pranks on you and always fell from them, but you never really pulled anything on him before. You get most of your material from TikTok and you doubt that Chris has seen anyone do this to their significant other before. “I said have a good time filming.” Was all you replied back with.

He immediately walked back over to the bed and sat down next to you on the bed. He grabbed your hand in his, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. His face filled with worry, concern, sadness. It made your heart ache immediately seeing him like this and you knew you couldn’t play around much longer if he was going to be this upset about it. You never wanted to upset him, ever. “Baby, what’s wrong? I said I love you and you didn’t say it back, did I do something wrong?”

“No!” You immediately said, shaking your head and squeezing his hands back. “You didn’t do anything wrong at all.”

“I feel like I did. It’s not like you to not say I love you back, especially not when one of us are leaving to go somewhere.” Sadness filled his voice, his thumb running across the back of your palm, which usually relaxes you, but you felt the guilt inside of you eating you alive as you tried to keep up with the silly little prank.

“You didn’t do anything wrong at all, baby. I promise.” You squeezed his hand tightly, scooting closer to him as you kept your eyes solely focused on him.

“But you didn’t..say.. do you love me?” He looked at you with tears welling up in his eyes and that’s when you knew you couldn’t play around anymore. You didn’t like to see Chris upset. It wasn’t often when he showed his emotions like this, but he wasn’t afraid to show them which meant that he was genuine and true about his emotions and didn’t care who saw him cry, even if it made him feel vulnerable.

You nod your head immediately, your heart aching as you notice a tear had fallen down Chris’ cheek. You used your free hand to lean over to wipe it away, feeling like you were on the brink of tears yourself. “Baby, I was kidding. Of course I love you. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you sad.” You squeezed his hand tightly, playing with the ring on his finger. “So, I saw a video of a couple not saying I love you back to the other and thought it would be silly to do to you. I didn’t mean to upset you. It was supposed to be funny.”

Chris looked at you the entire time as you spoke, his eyebrow furrowed up in a confused manner, pressing his lips together in a firm line before opening his mouth up to speak, “Is this you getting me back from the silly little pranks I pulled on you like when I told you that the store didn’t have your favorite lipstick when in reality I forgot the name of it and didn’t wanna ask you without looking suspicious?”

You rolled your eyes as he reminded you of the story from part of your Christmas gift last year. Typical Chris to not just ask you, or someone else and instead just not get it because he didn’t want to get the wrong thing. He meant well, and made up for it, but still. “I guess it is.” You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly, a soft giggle leaving your lips.

His body seemed to relax, the tension in the room had faded and his cheeks were slightly blotchy from crying, but his blue eyes were bright and full of warmth and happiness, rather than the sadness that had filed them minutes prior. “What am I gonna do with you, hm?” He smirked at you as he licked over his lips, pulling his free hand over to grip your chin with his fingers with a bit of force, causing a soft gasp to emit from your lips. “You gonna make it up to me, my little jokester?”

You loved when he was a little rough with you, especially when you knew the reasons behind it. “And just how would I do that that, baby?”

He grinned at your question, keeping his grip on your chin so your eyes can lock together in an intense gaze, his voice teasing, filling with need and desire. “When I get home, you’re all mine. No homework, no videos, no distractions. You’re mine and you’re going to make it up to me. The only thing I want to hear come out of that pretty mouth tonight is how much you love me, and how I make you feel. Understood?”

You nodded your head slowly, a soft whimper leaving your lips at the tone of his voice and the feeling of his grip against your chin. His hot and heavy breath lingered against your lips; your heart was beating rapidly in your chest from the anticipation between the two of you. Your core felt hot from the excitement filling throughout your veins.

“Understood, baby.”

Tonight couldn’t get here fast enough.

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-nessa

[columbusfirefighterdiaz]

Over the course of their friendship, there was no way to keep track of how many times Buck and Eddie had touched each other. They were both naturally tactile people who were naturally drawn to each other, so it wasn't uncommon for there to be a lot of physical contact between the two of them. However, feeling Buck's hand wrap around his neck was a whole different experience. If just Buck's fingers dragging against his neck caused this much of an extreme reaction in Eddie's body, he couldn't even begin to imagine what Buck's lips would feel like. Luckily for him, he didn't have to wait too long to find out just what the other man's lips did to him as Buck finally gave in to Eddie's pleading.

While Eddie had kissed several people in his life, he never understood what the big deal was about kissing. He thought it was nice, but he was never one that could spend 'hours' kissing someone. Kissing the stranger at the club was a bit better, so Eddie at least knew that part of the issue was the fact that he'd only kissed women. Kissing Buck though... it was like the switch was suddenly flipped on. Things got even better when he felt Buck deepened the kiss, so Eddie made match Buck's intensity.

His whole body was buzzing with excitement and arousal which only amped up when Buck pushed his hand under his shirt, which made Eddie lament that fact that they were both wearing entirely too many clothes. He was so tempted to throw his leg over Buck's lap and straddle him right then and there, but there was something nagging him that he felt like he needed Buck to understand before things potentially progressed. His body just refused to pull away and stop something that he'd wanted for so long, but Buck made the decision for him. "So much better..."

Every instinct of Eddie want to dive back in and get his hands and lips back on Buck, but he needed to be honest with the other man first before things got too out of hand. "Before this goes any further, and fuck I really hope it does... I need you to know that I can't do casual, not with you. I'm not asking you to make a life-long commitment right here and now but this means something to me, Buck, so I gotta at least know that it's over with Tommy if we continue. I could barely handle the thought of you two together before all of this, but now..."

The hand on his thigh nearly made finishing explaining impossible. Though Buck didn't know exactly what it was to convey, he didn't think Eddie would touch him if he was utterly disappointed in Buck and no longer interested in doing anything with him because of this. Yeah, his brain really did picture that kind of extreme. It also told him that just because Eddie was a) gay and b) telling Buck he wanted him to try domming him, he might be misreading the situation. He could totally mean it in a completely non-sexual way, right? Wouldn't it be just like him to let his mind run away with him and assume Eddie wanted him like that?

However, no matter how much he worried that he was just jumping to conclusions because of how badly he wanted it, the way Eddie reacted to him speaking, touching his face... well, there wasn't a whole lot of room for misinterpretation. Even if there was, all proper thoughts evaporated from his brain when Eddie started to shift toward him like he'd been unable to help himself. If Buck had thought he'd been dizzyingly turned on just from Eddie looking at him from across the club, it was nothing to the feeling that jolted through him when it was clear the other man's eyes dropped to his lips.

Sucking in a breath, Buck could feel his heart beat thrumming through his entire body, heat in the pit of his stomach, blossoming, rushing to his cock. It was the second time that night that he felt like he could pass out from the rate at which his blood moved through his body, a feeling that was so far associated only with Eddie. Since Eddie's physical reaction was building up his confidence that he wasn't completely reading the signs wrong, he allowed himself to graze his thumbs over his jaw as he waited to hear him ask, his own eyes dropping to the other's lips.

He licked out at his own in anticipation and felt a small body shudder when Eddie's own beautiful lips parted. Two "please"s. Buck had to stop himself from immediately surging forward, instead giving a soft nod, saying, "Good..." feeling the sentence wasn't quite complete, but they hadn't had time to discuss what Eddie might like to be called, plus Buck had meant it when he said he didn't really want to dom Eddie yet. Not when he had so many other experiences to have first. Buck had imagined this so many times, the thought of kissing Eddie, he felt a little breathless that he was getting his chance now. Was this even real? Was he going to wake up and find out all of this night had been a dream? Well, he wasn't going to fucking waste it, dream or reality.

Sliding one hand from Eddie's jaw around to the back of his head, into the hair on the nape of his neck, time seemed to slow as he leaned in to close the distance between them. He couldn't even feel embarrassed about the noise that ripped from his chest when his lips closed around and against one of Eddie's, like a short, choked out moan. The kiss was slow and steamy at first, a level of experimental, almost tentative. However, something seemed to click, the fact that he was allowed to kiss Eddie, at least right now, and it was like a dam broke open. Every reservation he might have held was forgotten as his other hand dropped and wrapped around Eddie's waist, pulling him in tightly to his chest like he suddenly couldn't bare it not to have every inch of their torsos pressed together.

Eddie's lips tasted like bliss and it wasn't long before Buck's tongue was seeking entrance, claiming his mouth like he'd go to war for it, determined, as he said before, to taste every inch of Eddie, starting with his mouth. His arm, firmly pressed against Eddie's side, dragged down a little so his hand could slip under the back of his shirt and splay on his lower back, the feeling of his skin feeling so intimate, making Buck feel raw, overcome with need. He briefly broke the kiss to quietly gasp for a breath, keeping his head right next to Eddie's, knowing he'd be able to hear him as he whispered, "Even better than anything I've ever imagined..."