#lets trip

Are yall gonna stfu now? And stop complaining?

i need to draw this

like right now

No shit they’re doing this “just for money”

Where do you want them to get their money from?

Some of yall complaining and yapping your asses off

Just don’t go.

All Night To Fix | C.S

wc: idk like about 500…

warnings: kinda smut but not rlly??? use of "baby", established relationship. idk if i’m missing anything. it’s very obvious that this is my first time ever writing a fanfic so im kind of clueless lol 😭 some help would be VERY appreciated.

bg info: The triplets were preparing for their first night of tour, and since you were in LA, they asked if you could drop them off at the airport the next morning. As a result, you stayed the night at their house. However, tensions arose between you and Chris, leading to a disagreement. You can decide what the argument was about.

The silence in the room was deafening.

The argument between you and Chris had been the worst one yet—heated words exchanged like fire, burning everything in their path. It wasn’t like the usual little disagreements, the playful bickering that always ended in laughter or a teasing eye roll.

No, this was different. This one hurt.

And now, here you were, lying stiffly on Chris’s bed, facing away from him. After the way tonight had gone, you weren’t sure how you were supposed to share a bed with him.

Chris, on the other hand, wasn’t about to let things end like this. He refused to go to sleep angry—especially knowing he wouldn’t be with you for a month. The thought of stepping on that plane with this weight in his chest made him restless.

The mattress dipped behind you as he shifted closer. His warmth was familiar, comforting, but you didn’t move. He let out a quiet sigh, his voice softer now, no longer laced with frustration.

“Baby… I don’t wanna fight,” he murmured, his hand hesitantly brushing against your waist. “I know I messed up. Let me make it right.”

You didn’t respond, your pride telling you to hold your ground. But the truth was, you missed him already, and he hadn’t even left yet.

Chris exhaled, pressing his forehead against your shoulder. “I don’t wanna go to bed like this. Not when I have to leave you for a whole month.” His voice dropped lower, carrying that familiar, smooth warmth that always made you weak. “I hate knowing you’re mad at me. I hate not touching you.”

His fingers traced slow circles against your skin, his touch hesitant but intentional. He was trying—trying to bridge the space between you, trying to fix what had broken in the past few hours.

“Talk to me,” he pleaded, voice barely above a whisper. “Let me show you how sorry I am.”

Finally, you turned to face him. His blue eyes were searching, filled with something raw—regret, longing. You knew Chris wasn’t good with words when it came to emotions, but this? This was how he spoke best.

“I just need you,” he murmured against your lips. “Let me fix this.”

And in that moment, words didn’t matter anymore. The frustration, the hurt, the stubborn silence—it all faded, replaced by warmth, by connection. You weren’t sure if things were completely fixed, but right now, wrapped in each other’s arms, you knew one thing for certain.

Chris wasn’t going to sleep angry. And neither were you.

Author’s note: this is my first ever fanfic ever so i apologize if it’s ASS. This was kinda rushed bc I just wanna get started already. If I don’t start doing this now, i’m never gonna end up doing it. Also, I wanna have some hobbies so i’m not boring asf and can answer the question “what are some of your hobbies?” without seeming lazy. I’m basically just trying out everything I’m interested in and hopefully I get better at this cus it was actually fun to make. Anyways, go easy on me lmao.

Masterlist - As of April 2nd, there isn’t anything there besides this blurb or whatever it’s called.