#ex!bsf/bf!matt x reader

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Introducing…

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

Warnings/Contents: fluff, mentions of characters being hurt – physically, mentally, & emotionally, internet trolls, break up, ANGST !

Note: This is an original idea of mine. Please inbox or personal message me if you'd like to use any of these characters as 'inspiration' of some sort !

(If any of this seems familiar, like you've already read it before – you most likely have! I took bits and pieces of a previously written work called 'Silently Suffering' and either copied it or edited it to fit the background information of this introduction)

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How It All Started

Reader and the triplets all grew up together in Somerville, Massachusetts – going to the same school and everything.

One day while at recess, little kindergartner Reader was simply swinging on the playground's swing, minding her own business.

Meanwhile, the triplets were kicking and passing around a soccer ball – their mom had wanted to sign them up for soccer that evening.

All of a sudden, Nick made a bad pass to Chris. The ball went flying – straight into the back of Reader's head.

She looked around the playground, trying to find the reason for her now throbbing head. She picked up the ball and marched over to them, angrily ready to tell them off.

Her anger faltered, confusion glazed over her expression just slightly. It appeared as if she were seeing triple. Three same faced, slightly freckled dirty-blonde boys stood in a row, eyeing her sheepishly.

She tossed the ball onto the ground as she spoke sassily, "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to hit girls?” One of the boys at the end spoke up, "It was an accident, we swear!"

She had rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest with her foot, tapping the mulch angrily. “Well, I expect an apology because that hurt!” Her eyes had drifted towards the boy standing in the middle.

His eyes stared back at her with this look of intensity in them that caused her stomach to churn with butterflies. "I'm sorry about that. Our brother, Nick, isn't very athletic like Chris and I,” the boy had said, pointing to his brother on one side, then at his other before holding his hand out for her to shake.

"I'm Matt, by the way. And yes, before you ask, we are triplets,” she couldn't help but laugh at his words. She was sure they were constantly getting asked that.

She took his hand in hers, shaking up and down once before quickly letting go. His hand was warm, presumably from working up a sweat playing soccer. Hers were clammy too from gripping the handles of the swing. “Wanna play with us?” Nick had offered.

She quickly agreed, kicking and passing the ball around with the three brothers. From then on, the four of them remained close. Like a tight-knit group of friends.

How They Got Together

Throughout elementary and middle school, they all remained good friends. That was until around sixth or seventh grade, when Reader caught feelings for Matt.

Sure, he was attractive and pretty to the eyes, but that wasn't what drew her near to him. It was the kindness of his heart. The way his eyes lit up when he talked about one of his interests. It was his smile. The one that made her heart absolutely melt anytime she saw it.

She always kept her feelings to herself. Not wanting to ruin the friendship between her and him. Or even mess up the dynamic between her and his brothers.

But anyone could see it. The way she stared at him, like he was the only person in the room. Even if it was crowded, her eyes always looked for him.

When freshman year of high school started for the four of them, that's when it all changed. Matt had finally noticed her – in more than a friendly way.

It was soccer season again. Matt and Chris never dropped the sport they grew to love in kindergarten. Nick and Reader did though. They were in the photography club together. The only two.

Because Nick was Chris and Matt's triplet, he had to go to their games anyway. So he thought, 'why not take photos of the team for the school's yearbook?'

Of course, being the only other person in the club, as well as being best friends with the boys, Reader had decided to tag along to assist with the photos.

The rain was pouring down hard during a particularly close match. Matt was a striker along with Chris. He was about to score, a good strong pass from a midfielder aiming straight towards him.

Until he slipped. He ended up landing oddly on his ankle. Reader ran onto the field, ignoring the protests of the people around her or the way that the rain was beating down onto her skin. All she cared about was making sure Matt was okay.

When she got to him, he was lying on the ground, groaning out in pain. She dropped to her knees, gently placing his head in her lap. She held his cheeks as she looked down at him with worry.

Matt smiled up at her, his eyes glossing over with unshed tears. Reader couldn't tell though. It was raining too harshly. His hand weakly reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face, staring into her eyes lovingly.

That's when it happened. Matt had leaned up, connecting their lips in a soft, tender kiss. He tried putting all his emotions into it. Reader was shocked at first, and did not kiss him back. His confidence faltered – 'had I been reading this wrong the entire time?' – so he tried pulling away.

Only to be met with her lips right back on his. Her pent-up emotions – the frustration of having to hold back how she truly felt for so long, the love and desire to be his, the longing of wanting, needing to be his, all of it – seeped into the second kiss they shared.

When they pulled away, they were breathless and smiling. MaryLou and Jimmy had rushed onto the field with Nick following closely behind. Chris was too busy goofing off with his teammates, telling them all about how he just knew Matt and Reader would be together.

Where It All Went Wrong

When the triplets had started their group socials, Reader had created her own. About the same time that the boys were going viral, so was Reader. They were featured on each other's platforms quite often in the early parts of their careers.

They each told the viewers from the beginning – Matt and Reader were together. They loved each other dearly.

When the boys moved to LA, so did Reader. Matt and his brothers bought their house and had a manager oversee everything, while Reader maintained her things by herself.

Reader had an apartment not far from the Sturniolo's new home. A five-minute drive – if that. It was within walking distance. Which Matt and Reader both enjoyed and took full advantage of.

The first few months with the four of them in Los Angeles were going well. They were thriving, living their life exactly how they had always dreamed.

Until, five months into their new lives in LA, things went downhill. Fast. Madi, their manager's daughter, had started to receive extreme hate from the triplet's fanbase. As was Reader.

Reader couldn't take it anymore. So she broke up with him. She broke up with Matt, much in the same way she got together with him.

It was a rainy day out, the sky a dark, sad, shade of gray that fit the mood of the Sturniolo Triplet's home quite well. Reader had told Matt that she couldn't – wouldn't – handle all of this negativity from his fans any longer.

Matt's reaction was heartbreaking. He was upset, and understandably so. The love of his life wanted to walk away. Wanted to call it quits. He couldn't deal. His eyes showed the pain he was feeling. The way he was hurting.

As Reader walked out the door for the last time, Matt broke down. She didn't spare him a final glance like he'd hoped. She was done. Done with the relentless hate that she was receiving, simply for loving and being Matt's partner.

They were both broken. Both hurt. Every social media post, every video felt empty without the other by their side. Not only had Reader and Matt lost each other romantically, they had also lost each other in a friendly way too.

Reader didn't even talk to Nick or Chris anymore either. All communication, all ties leading to the triplets, had been cut off. Permanently.

What Are They Doing Now?

It's been three months. Three painful months of not having the other by their side. Three excruciating months of having to act like they are fine. Like their worlds weren't crumbling to the ground. Neither Matt nor Reader was okay.

They tried to hide it. Tried to pretend that they were fine. That there was no hurt. That there was no anguish. But that's a lie. Not only are they lying to themselves, but they are lying to those around them as well.

Reader and Matt made other friends in LA. Other influencers and people besides each other. Reader had these other friends besides the Sturniolo's. But it wasn't the same. The connection wasn't the same.

Reader missed Nick's sass. Reader missed the way he wouldn't be afraid to call someone out about something, no matter what the situation may have been. Reader missed the way they were able to tell each other anything. Like how in high school, Reader was one of the first people Nick came out to – even before his own brothers.

Reader missed Chris's goofy personality. Reader missed the way he was always able to make her laugh, no matter what the situation may have been. Reader missed the fact that he was the first person to support the relationship between her and Matt. Like the time Matt took Reader to New York just a month before they broke up. It was just the two of them. Chris immediately supported the idea.

Most of all, though, Reader missed Matt. Reader missed everything about Matt. From the way that his hair fell into his eyes when it needed to be cut to the way that he drank his coffee. She missed it all. Everything. Every detail, big and small. She missed it. She missed him.

The boys had missed her too, but it was Matt who sat up in his room at late hours of the night. Wondering where he went wrong. Wondering what he could've done differently to make her stay. Wondering who exactly was to blame for their separation. Wondering when these intense feelings of hurt and pain would end. Wondering why the world – specifically the Internet – had to be so cruel to push away the love of his life. Wondering how he could possibly fix it, possibly erase the damage.

It was frustrating. Watching the other pretend on a screen for their millions of fans watching. Watching the other pretend that everything was fine. Watching but not talking. Watching but not touching. Watching but not holding. It was frustrating.

There was no going back. Not attempting to make up for the lost time from the past three months. The days, the hours, the minutes, the seconds – all this time that had passed. None of it would be taken back. None of the wreckage – from their hearts, their minds, or even their souls – would ever be mended.

People could tell. People could see. People could notice. People were aware of just how miserable Reader and Matt truly were. But neither ever said a word. Neither ever told anyone how they were truly feeling inside. Inside their minds. Inside their hearts. Inside their souls.

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「🏷️」 Christmas Masterlist ┈ ⋅ ୧

notes: This is going to be a bit longer, but please take the time to read it!

Created: 11/21/24

Last Update: 12/31/24

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＇Hello, everyone! I’m planning to create a special masterlist for the holiday and winter season—a Winter/Christmas Masterlist. It will include all sorts of posts, such as:

1. Fics

2. Headcanons

3. Blurbs

4. Instagram posts

5. Snapchats

6. Texts

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╰╮I’ll be posting daily from December 1, 2024, to January 1, 2025.

𓋜 Primarily, my posts will focus on the Sturniolo Triplets, but I’m also considering trying something new by writing about certain characters from Outer Banks.．．⋆

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𓋜 As the days go by, I’ll update the list with titles, summaries, and the characters the stories will revolve around.

・ ୨୧ 1st week:

12/1/24 : Falling for you (in the snow) | Matt S. x doll!reader | blurb

12/2/24 : Flushed and Wrapped in love | Matt S. x doll!reader | blurb

12/3/24 : Snowy cabin | Matt S. | Instagram post

12/4/24 : Matching pajamas | Chris S. | Snaps

12/5/24 : Decorating disaster | Sarah Cameron | blurb

12/6/24 : Bf!Matt headcanons | winter themed

12/7/24 : bsf!chris conversations | texts

┄ 2nd week:

12/8/24 : Midnight Snowfall | Soft!chris x bunny!reader | fic

12/9/24 : Pictures of Chris that Y/N has on her phone ( background info) | bf!chris x gf!reader

12/10/24 : Bsf!Chris x Bunny!Reader Headcanons

12/11/24 : Familiar Strangers | Ex!Chris S. X Influencer!Reader | Fic

12/12/24 : Our Love, All Lit Up | matt x reader | Instagram post

12/13/24 : Snowed in Together | Chris S. X Reader | blurb

12/14/24 : The Hoodie Tease | Flirty!Chris S. X Fem!reader | Fic

・ ୨୧ 3rd week:

12/15/24 : Knocking on Christmas morning | Ex!Rafe C. X Reader | blurb

12/16/24 : Bf!Matt conversations | texts

12/17/24 : The perfect imperfections | bf!chris sturniolo x f!reader | fic

12/18/24 : Fresh Love, Stolen Glances | bf!chris x model!reader | fic

12/19/24 : the starry side of christmas | bf!rafe cameron x reader | blurb

12/20/24 : your camera roll if you were dating matt sturniolo (Christmas edition)

12/21/24 : Secret Santa | bf!rafe cameron x f!reader | blurb

┄ 4th week:

12/22/24 : code language of love | childhood bsf!matt sturniolo x f!reader | blurb

12/23/24 : lucky to have you | dad!matt x pregnant!reader | blurb

12/24/24 : bsf!nick sturniolo headcanons (platonic)

12/25/24 : Holiday hearts and Heated words | dad!rafe x pregnant!reader | fic

12/26/24 : in your arms, despite it all | husband!rafe x reader | blurb

12/27/24 : holiday baking chaos | bf!matt sturniolo x f!reader | blurb

12/28/24 : The Night we Found Ourselves | sarah cameron x f!reader | fic

・ ୨୧ 5th week:

12/29/24 : Velvet Heat | husband!matt x wife!reader | blurb

12/30/24 : ex!chris sturniolo headcanons

12/31/24 : Nick's new title | chris sturniolo x pregnant!reader | fic

ೀ You can also access all the posts by using the tag 'estellesdoll: 31 days of winter 2024', where you can simply scroll to find the next entries. All the posts included in this masterlist will have this tag.

￤Even though this is the winter holiday season, you can send me requests of any kind—it doesn’t matter if they match the theme or not.

𓋜 And not just requests—if you simply want to chat, I’m open to that as well. :)

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[sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan]

New York City

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

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Note: This is an original idea of mine. Please inbox or personal message me if you would like to use any of the characters, concepts, or whatever else as 'inspiration' of some sort !

Contents & Warnings: Use of y/n, pet names (babe, baby, honey, sweetheart, love, my love, etc.), fluff, angst, mentions of reader being stressed tf out, kissing, mentions of female and male arousal, smut, oral sex (both receiving) (69), p in v unprotected (no) (js soft fluffy sexy times 😼), mentions of male ejaculate, aftercare, & most likely more !

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You had been in LA for a while now. Posting about your life as an uprising social media influencer. Collaborating with other famous people. Hosting small get-togethers at your new apartment.

Your boyfriend, Matthew Sturniolo, had his own social media life. A joint YouTube channel with his triplet brothers Nick and Chris had gotten quite the popularity over the years.

The four of you were all from Boston. Having become new sensations at the same time as well as growing up together made all of you four come to the decision to move to California – a place where you had more opportunities, more freedom, and more light to shine your creativity and share it with the world – to live out your dreams of being in the spotlight.

Life was going fairly well. Until it wasn't. There were fans of yours as well as the triplets that were extremely supportive of it all. Your lifestyles, your personalities, and even your relationships and friendships. Yet there were those certain people, ones who claimed to be 'the biggest supporters and fans' who got to you.

Their mean comments and words affecting you more than you'd like to admit. You were stressed to say the least. Your friendships with people and your relationship with Matt being evidence of that. You needed a break.

You were at the Sturniolo Triplet's house, the five-minute drive to their place from your apartment coming in handy. You were lounged on their couch between Matt's legs. His hands on your shoulders massaging your tense muscles. You tried to relax; really, you did. But the weight of it all, everything, was too much. Your sighs of frustration and annoyance filled the air of their living room every so often.

Nick and Chris, who were on the other end of the couch, glanced in your direction with concern every time you let out a noise. Matt's hands had stilled, and instead, fell down to your waist, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your shoulder. He kissed your cheek softly, his sky-blue eyes seemingly dull as he stared at you.

"You okay, babe?" He'd asked, his voice tinged with hesitation. You had let out yet another sigh, shaking your head slightly. You leaned into his touch, the back of your head resting against his chest as you frowned. "Maybe you just need a break. Like a getaway. You and I, baby. Somewhere nice."

Chris immediately butted into the conversation, agreeing with his brother. "I agree. You two need to go someplace. Just the two of you. Maybe for a few days or something." He let out a yelp when he received a smack to the back of his head from Nick, the oldest triplet. "This isn't your conversation, dumbass!"

You let out a small laugh at the two of them, leaning more and more into Matt's soothing touch. "Maybe it could be a romantic getaway. A location known for love. Like New York City," you had suggested. Even though he had just been scolded, Chris nodded his head in agreement. Nick even seemed pleased with your answer despite his claim of it not being his business.

Matt's hold on your body tightened, his head nuzzling into your neck while leaving soft kisses along your skin. He muttered against you, "Sounds good to me, honey.”

So there you were, hand in hand with the love of your life, strolling through Central Park as you laughed about something random. The two of you were about to go back to your hotel, but Matt had stopped you. He removed his hand from your grasp, instead pulling you closer by your waist. His arms wrapping around you to hold you tightly. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, running your fingers through the back of his brown hair.

He kissed your forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment before pulling away. He brought one of his hands from your hips to your face, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze. He leaned down slightly, connecting your lips in a soft, sensual kiss. You quickly reciprocated it, feeling all of your emotions pouring from you. Matt pulled away, resting his forehead against yours while smiling brightly.

"Already feelin' better, sweetheart?" He whispered, his hand on your chin, moving to cup your cheek lightly with his thumb brushing against your skin. You simply nodded, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to relax and let go of all your pent-up emotions.

Back at the hotel, you slipped off your shoes, changing into a silk pajama set. Matt was right behind you, slipping out of all of his clothes save for his boxers. The two of you climbed into the hotel room's bed, snuggling underneath the covers with content smiles. Your legs tangled with his, resting your head on his chest while his hands comfortingly ran over your back.

The two of you were happy, relaxed, and ready to fall asleep in each other's arms. You felt something poking your thigh, the unmistakable and familiar hardness pressing against your skin. Your head lifted up to look at Matt, who was already staring at you. The want and need in his eyes caused your body to heat up. Specifically your lower half that was warm and slick with arousal.

Matt's gaze darkened with desire as he reached out, his fingers brushing gently along your thigh, igniting a spark of electricity that surged through your body. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he whispered, "Are you sure you want this? We can just cuddle if you're not feeling up to it."

You bit your lip, feeling a rush of anticipation. "I want this, Matt. I really do," you replied softly, your voice barely above a whisper. His eyes sparkled with affection and hunger as he nodded, leaning in to capture your lips in a heated kiss, his hands roaming over your sides and pulling you closer. As the kiss deepened, the air around you thickened with longing.

Matt's hands slid beneath your silk top, exploring the soft curves of your body, leaving trails of warmth in their wake. You sighed into his mouth, feeling completely swept away by the moment. His fingers deftly worked to take off your pajamas, underwear, and bra, revealing your bare skin to his touch.

He quickly undressed himself, laying down beside you naked and hard. He grabbed onto your hips, pulling you onto his thighs as your hands braced themselves against his shoulders. “I wanna taste you pretty, girl.” Matt whispered, his hold on your hips tightening when he felt you drop onto his skin.

“I want you to feel good too, Matt.” You countered, your eyes pleading with him silently. “We can both make each other feel good, at the same time,” he offered with a grin. You process his words, a smile slowly forming in your lips.

You shifted yourself, and with a firm grip on your hips, he pulled you around until you were straddling his shoulders. Your hands clutched his thighs, lowering your head to his cock. Right as you were about to take him in, you let out a gasp, feeling his tongue part your folds.

“Matt,” you whispered, your breath fanning against his hard-on. He simply hummed into you, his tongue moving along your slit with a practiced motion. You shakily moved your head down to take him in, bobbing your head in attempt to match the rhythm of Matt's assault to your core.

As you both find your rhythm, Matt's hands roam up your thighs to your stomach, his fingers splaying out possessively. He can feel you tensing as you try to coordinate the movements of your head and your hips.

"Fuck, you're doing so good baby," he breathes against your wetness, his cock twitching in your mouth at the vibrations of your moan. His tongue finds your clit, circling it with expert precision while one hand moves up to gently squeeze your breast.

You shudder pleasurably as Matt's tongue lavishes attention on your most sensitive spots. His fingers teasingly pinch and roll your nipple, sending jolts of electricity straight to your core. Meanwhile, you take him deeper into your mouth, your lips stretching around his impressive girth.

As you continue to bob your head and suck him off, Matt's free hand reaches up to grab your other breast, kneading it roughly as he plays with your nipples. He buries his face between your legs, his tongue thrusting inside you as he eats out your pussy like a starved man.

Matt suddenly pulls his mouth from your pussy, leaving you whimpering at the loss. "Fuck, baby– I need inside you. Properly. Not just your sweet mouth," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Get up here and let me fuck ya right.”

You lift yourself off Matt shakily, your legs weak from the pleasure he's given you with his tongue. You sit beside him at the top of the bed, mind and body still reeling from the activities that you both just took part in and what's to come.

After shakily lifting yourself up, limbs trembling from Matt's skilled oral attentions, you both settle beside each other atop the bed. The air crackles with remaining adrenaline and anticipatory desire. Matt's erect cock juts proudly between them, slick and ready.

"Come 'ere, gorgeous," Matt murmurs, gently pulling you down until you're lying beneath him. He positions himself between your soft, inviting thighs, his large hands caressing your hips. His eyes, filled with warmth and affection, meet yours as he guides the blunt head of his cock to your entrance.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispers, slowly pushing forward until he sinks into your warmth. You gasp softly, your nails lightly dragging down his back as he fills you completely. He begins to move, setting a gentle pace, his hips rolling against yours with a sweet, intimate rhythm.

Matt's slow, deliberate thrusts stir pleasure deep inside you, his eyes locked with yours. One hand tangles in your hair while the other supports his weight, preventing himself from crushing you. Each stroke is tender, meaningful — he's making love to you, not just fucking.

The stress and worries of the day melt away instantly as Matt's loving body envelops you. Each tender thrust inside your warmth pushes away any lingering negative thoughts. You sink deeper into the mattress, utterly relaxed, as he loves you thoroughly with gentle, affectionate movements.

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, savoring the intimate connection. Matt leans down, pressing soft kisses to your neck and collarbone, his love and affection pouring into each one. His pace quickens slightly, the head of his cock hitting that sweet spot deep inside you with every thrust.

“Wanna fill you up with my come baby. Gonna let me?” Matt husks against the skin of your neck, his movements never faltering. “Yes, fuck– yes please,” you whine, as your head tilts back further into the pillows.

His hands move to grip the backs of your thighs, pulling you closer to him while he buries himself to the hilt. His warm, thick ropes of come shooting inside you, painting your walls white. Matt nuzzles his face into your shoulder, groaning as you both ride out your highs.

Matt's motions slow as he empties himself completely inside you. With a tender murmur, he gently pulls out, the both of you wincing slightly at the sensitivity. Immediately, he rolls to your side, gathering you into his strong embrace. "You okay, my love?" he asks softly, searching your face with caring eyes.

You nod, a small, satisfied smile on your lips as you snuggle into his chest. Matt softly moves some hair from your forehead, his thumb gently caressing your cheek. He knows the importance of aftercare, you both do.

“Thank you, Matt. I need that. Needed this. To just get away,” you whisper sleepily into him. “You're welcome. I know how much you did, sweet girl. I've got you,” Matt replies, the hand not on your face moving to rub your back soothingly.

“I love you,” your arms hold onto him tightly, not wanting to ever leave this moment. “I love you so much more, angel. More than you'll ever know. You're it f'me. Only person I'll ever need.”

[sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan]

Everything About: Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

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Introduction (Angst & Fluff) (Their background)

Silently Suffering (Angst) (Why they broke up & how they are doing three months later)

New York City (Smut & Fluff) (Their trip to NYC a month before the break up)

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what are you currently working on?

wouldn't you like to know, weather boy 😒

kidding, you'll see 😉

Let's just say, im yapping in this introduction !

Stay tuned people. It's gonna get juicy 🧃

[sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan]

Silently Suffering

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader

Warnings: Angst, mentions of break up, crying, & probably more !

Author's Note: Happy New Year's Eve! Here's a lil angst to ✨ spice ✨ up your day :) I wrote this while listening to a super sad playlist on Spotify. Both these songs played, and inspired me to write a story!

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Songs in This Fic: "Six Feet Under" & "i love you" by Billie Ellish ♡

Word Count: 1,194

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Three months had passed since you and Matt decided to call it quits. The decision wasn't easy, but the relentless hate from his fans had become too much to bear. The once joyful relationship, which had been proudly displayed on his Instagram and in the YouTube videos with his triplet brothers, Nick and Chris, was now just a painful memory.

You remember the exact moment you decided to end things.

“Our love is six feet under

I can't help but wonder

If our grave was watered by the rain

Would roses bloom?"

It was a rainy day, fittingly somber, when you told Matt you couldn't handle the negativity anymore. The look in his eyes broke you, but you knew it was for the best.

Matt wasn't feeling any better. Despite Nick and Chris's efforts to get him to focus on his career, he was stuck in a loop of despair. Every social media post, every video felt empty without you by his side.

"It's not true

Tell me I've been lied to

Crying isn't like you"

He couldn't move on, and neither could you. The pain was mutual, and the absence of your lifelong friendship made it even harder to cope.

Your mind was brought back to Kindergarten, the day you met Matt and his brothers. You were swinging on the swing set at your school's playground, the world blurring around you as you swung back and forth. You were shocked, and hurt, when a soccer ball came flying to the back of your head.

“Ouch!” You had screeched, jumping off the swing and bringing your hand to your head. You looked around the playground, trying to find the culprit. Your eyes landed on this small group of boys who seemed practically identical. You picked up the ball, stomping over to their sheepish gaze.

“Didn't your mother ever teach you not to hit girls?” you asked sassily, tossing the ball to the ground in front of them. One of the boys at the end spoke up finally, “It was an accident, we swear!” You only rolled your eyes, crossing your little kid arms in front of your chest with your foot tapping the mulch angrily.

“Well, I expect an apology because that hurt!” You'd told them, scanning their almost identical faces. Your eyes landed on the boy standing in the middle. Even back then, he had made your heart skip a beat. He had stared at you with this intensity that made your stomach churn with butterflies.

“I'm sorry about that. Our brother, Nick, isn't very athletic like Chris and I,” the boy had said, pointing to his brother on one side, then at his other before holding his hand out for you to shake. “I'm Matt, by the way. And yes, before you ask, we are triplets,” you couldn't help but laugh at his words. You were sure they were constantly getting asked that.

You took his hand in yours, shaking up and down once before quickly letting go. His hand was warm from presumably working up a sweat playing soccer. Yours were clammy too, from gripping the handles of the swing. “Wanna play with us?” Nick had offered.

You quickly agreed, kicking and passing the ball around with the three brothers. Maybe these boys weren't so bad. You had always wanted friends, perhaps these boys could be that for you.

You didn't realize it, but you were crying. The memory tugging at the strings of your heart. You were hurting. More than you'd ever like to admit.

“Retrace my lips, erase your touch

It's all too much for me

Blow away like smoke in air

How can you die carelessly?”

As you sat alone in your room, tears streaming down your face, you couldn't help but wonder how Matt was doing. Meanwhile, Matt was at his house, surrounded by his brothers. They were playing a game in the living room, but Matt's mind kept drifting back to the past.

Lately, he found himself thinking about you more and more. He missed the days when things were simpler, when a game of soccer could make everything better.

His brothers noticed his distraction. "Hey, Matt, you okay?" Nick asked, concern evident in his voice. Matt forced a smile, trying to shake off the melancholy. "Yeah, just thinking about old times," he replied.

As he sat there, he realized that no matter how much time had passed, some memories never truly fade.

“What the hell did I do?

Never been the type to

Let someone see right through”

You picked up your phone, trying to distract yourself from the overwhelming emotions. You opened TikTok, hoping for a momentary escape. As you scrolled through your feed, you stumbled upon an old edit of you and Matt. The video was a compilation of little clips: the two of you cuddling, laughing, holding each other, and looking at each other like you were the only ones in the room.

The memories hit you like a tidal wave, and you began to cry harder, unable to hold back the flood of emotions.

"They're playin' our sound

Layin' us down tonight

And all of these clouds

Cryin' us back to life

But you're cold as a night”

The triplets had gone to bed, but Matt couldn't sleep. He was in his room, alone. His mind was flipping through images of you. The memories of it all caused tears to cascade down his cheeks.

“Up all night

On another red-eye

I wish we never learned to fly

Maybe we should just try

To tell ourselves a good lie

I didn't mean to make you cry”

You turned off your phone, frustrated and hurt even more than before. Three months, and it all still hurt the same. You didn't understand it. Why did people have to be so cruel? You missed Matt. Now more than ever.

He'd hold you at times like this. When all you needed was reassurance and whispers of sweet nothings. Those nothings were everything, though.

But he wasn't here. He wasn't with you. Not in your bed, holding you and telling you it was all okay. Because it wasn't. Nothing was okay. You weren't okay.

“Help, I lost myself again

But I remember you”

Matt's mind went back to the time he took you to New York City. Just the two of you on a romantical getaway. At least that's what you had called it. A romantic trip to get away from it all. That was four months ago. One month before you had broken up with him.

“The smile that you gave me

Even when you felt like dying

We fall apart as it gets dark

I'm in your arms in Central Park

There's nothing you could do or say”

As you cried yourself to sleep, you couldn't help but mourn. Mourn the loss of not just a relationship with Matt, but the friendship of him and his brothers.

“Six feet under

I can't help but wonder

If our grave was watered by the rain”

Matt's eyes grew heavy, sleep slowly taking over his body. He couldn't help it.

“I don't want to

But I love you”

You and Matt both were silently suffering.

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Sofia's Masterlist 😼

Chris 🧡

Need You

Soft!Dom!Chris x Sub!Reader (Smut)

Getting Your Back Blown Out By Chris in His Brand, Fresh Love

Rough!Chris x Reader (Smut)

Can't Help But Feel Alone

FWB!Chris x Reader (ANGST!) (i actually have no clue if this counts as fwb)

Stay

Bf!Chris (Fluff)

Matt 💙

Feel the Same

BSF!Matt x BSF!Reader (Smut & Angst)

Mattman

Soft!Dom!Matt x Bratty!Sub!Reader (Smut)

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader AU

Also includes Ex!BSF!Nick & Ex!BSF!Chris

(Smut, Angst, & Fluff)

Farmer's Daughter

Cowboy x Cowgirl (Suggestive & fluff)

Nick 💜

(these will only be platonic fics unless I write them with a male reader!)

Feels Like Home

BSF!Nick x BSF!Reader (Fem) (Fluff)

With You

Switch!Nick x Switch!Reader (Male) (Smut)

Chratt 💙🧡

Confident!Chris x Reserved!Matt x Fem!Reader AU

(Smut, Fluff, and Angst)

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New posts for two of my au's :

Ex!BSF/BF!Matt x Reader(smut)

&

Confident!Chris x Reserved!Matt x Fem!Reader(angst)

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MATT'S APPLE JUICE ADDICTION IS MENTIONED ! 😼

what are you currently working on?

wouldn't you like to know, weather boy 😒

kidding, you'll see 😉

Let's just say, im yapping in this introduction !

Stay tuned people. It's gonna get juicy 🧃