#lilsoftext

•~*WRAPPED IN YOU*~•

- chris sturniolo x female reader

- summery: ?!?¿!?

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chris couldn’t stop looking at her, though. her hair was a little messy, falling into her eyes, and the hoodie made her look so effortlessly beautiful. every time she glanced up at him, that soft smile tugging at her lips, it made his chest tighten a little more. he loved moments like this—quiet, intimate, just the two of them.

“hey,” chris said softly, his thumb gently brushing over the back of her hand, “you have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”

sof blushed, ducking her head a little as she looked back at him through her lashes. “you tell me that all the time,” she teased, though the blush on her cheeks gave away how much it meant to her.

“because it’s true,” chris murmured, his voice dropping to a more serious tone as he leaned in closer, pressing his forehead against hers. “i don’t know what i did to deserve you.”

sof smiled, her fingers slipping into his hair, playing with it softly as she whispered back, “i think we’re both pretty lucky.” she leaned in, brushing her lips against his in a slow, tender kiss. it was soft, but there was something about the way chris kissed her back, his hand resting on her thigh, squeezing just enough to send a spark between them.

they stayed like that for a moment, their foreheads resting against each other’s, the quiet between them thick with unspoken feelings. chris finally pulled back, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes now.

“you know,” he started, his tone shifting to something playful, “we have the whole house to ourselves today. no interruptions, no brothers walking in… we could do whatever we want.”

sof raised an eyebrow, catching the tone of his voice. “oh? and what exactly are you thinking, chris?” she asked, her voice low as she leaned in a little closer, challenging him.

chris smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her from where she sat into his lap. “well, i had a few ideas…” his voice trailed off as he let his hands slide slowly over her hips, his touch just enough to make sof’s breath hitch slightly.

“hmm?” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear as she leaned in, teasing him right back. “what kind of ideas?”

chris chuckled softly, his grip on her tightening just a bit as he leaned back to look at her, eyes full of playful intent. “i was thinking… we could start with breakfast. a pancake flipping contest. winner gets… whatever they want.”

sof blinked, surprised by the sudden change in direction, before laughing. “a pancake flipping contest? seriously?” she asked, but the grin on her face was too big to hide.

chris grinned back. “hey, don’t underestimate me. i’m pretty good with pancakes.”

sof rolled her eyes, but slid off his lap, pulling him up from the couch. “alright, let’s see what you’ve got, then.”

the playful mood carried them to the kitchen, where sof tied her hair up in a messy bun, still wearing chris’s hoodie, while he grabbed the ingredients for pancakes. they worked side by side, laughing and teasing each other as they mixed the batter. chris, ever the competitor, kept bumping into her playfully, distracting her whenever she tried to focus on flipping her pancakes.

“chris!” sof laughed, swatting at him with the spatula. “you’re not even trying to win, you’re just messing with me!”

chris dodged her playful swat, a smug grin on his face. “maybe i just like seeing you all flustered,” he said, giving her a wink before flipping his pancake—though it ended up folding over on itself in the pan.

sof giggled, flipping hers perfectly. “looks like i’m winning,” she teased, giving him a triumphant smile.

“yeah, yeah,” chris muttered, but he couldn’t help but smile at how happy she looked.

when the contest ended, sof was declared the winner, her pancakes golden and fluffy, while chris’s were… well, they tasted good, but their appearance left a lot to be desired. they sat down at the table with their plates, the kitchen still filled with the sweet smell of syrup and pancakes.

chris took a bite of his own, looking over at sof. “okay, fine. yours look better, but i bet mine taste better,” he said, leaning forward with a playful challenge in his eyes.

sof raised an eyebrow, taking a bite of hers and pretending to think for a moment. “hmm… i don’t know, mine are pretty unbeatable.”

chris leaned in even closer, his voice dropping. “let’s make a deal, then. if mine taste better, you owe me something.”

sof smirked, leaning in as well, their faces inches apart. “and if mine are better?”

“then i’ll owe you,” chris murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.

sof took another bite, pretending to savor it dramatically before smiling. “looks like you’re going to owe me, chris.”

chris chuckled, shaking his head as they finished their breakfast. after they cleaned up, they returned to the couch, the playful competition fading into the background as they settled into the quiet comfort of each other again.

sof snuggled up against chris, her head resting on his chest as his arm wrapped around her shoulders. “you know,” she whispered, her fingers tracing light patterns on his arm, “this is pretty perfect.”

“yeah?” chris asked softly, his hand sliding through her hair. “just this?”

“just this,” she replied, her voice soft and content. “you and me, no distractions… i wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

chris smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “me neither,” he whispered, holding her just a little tighter.

and so they spent the rest of the day like that, wrapped up in each other, enjoying the simple, quiet intimacy of being together. no big plans, no interruptions—just the warmth of their love filling the space between them, making everything else disappear. it was moments like these that made everything feel right in the world, like nothing else mattered but them.

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-chris sturniolo x female reader

- summary: new rule on videos and streams for chris “front seat only” for being to clingy

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“Alright, guys, buckle up!” Matt called, starting the recording. “Let’s see what weird stuff the fans want to know this time.”

Sof and Chris were already in the back seat, and predictably, Chris had his arm around Sof’s shoulders, pulling her closer.

Nick glanced back from the front passenger seat, immediately sensing trouble. “Nope! Nope! You two—cut it out,” he said, his voice sharp but amused. “Chris, front seat. Now."

Chris rolled his eyes, but a playful grin spread across his face. “Come on, man. We’re just sitting.”

Matt glanced over at Nick, who shook his head with an exaggerated sigh. “Yeah, no. We’ve been down this road before. You can’t be trusted in the backseat.”

“Remember the last stream?” Matt chimed in, laughing. “We got so many comments. ‘Hey, are they gonna breathe in between making out?’”

Sof giggled, pushing Chris away playfully. “It wasn’t *that* bad.”

“Oh, it was that bad,” Nick retorted, scrolling through his phone. “Anyway, new rule: Chris, front seat always. Non-negotiable.”

With a defeated groan, Chris reluctantly slid out of the back seat and into the front next to Matt, who was still holding the camera. “Fine, fine, I’m up here. Happy now?”

“Very,” Nick said, twisting in his seat to give Chris a satisfied grin. “Let’s get this Q&A started, shall we?”

As Matt started driving, Nick read the first question. “Okay, here’s one. ‘Who’s most likely to get caught doing something embarrassing in public?’”

Everyone burst into laughter, immediately turning to look at Chris.

“Come on, man!” Chris protested, throwing his hands in the air. “Why’s it always gotta be me?”

Sof smirked. “Because it *is* always you.”

Nick raised an eyebrow. “Remember last week at the coffee shop?”

Matt burst out laughing, almost swerving the car. “Oh my God, I forgot about that! You were all over Sof, and that poor barista didn’t know where to look.”

Chris grinned sheepishly. “I was just… showing affection.”

“Dude, you were *devouring* her face,” Nick said, stifling a laugh.

“Alright, alright, next question!” Chris hurriedly interrupted, eager to change the subject.

Nick looked down at his phone again. “Alright, here’s a good one. ‘What’s everyone’s pet peeve about each other?’”

“Oh, easy,” Sof said, leaning forward to rest her chin on the front seat. “Chris’s inability to chill for like, two seconds.”

“Hey!” Chris shot back, turning to face her. “That’s not fair.”

“It’s true, though,” Nick chimed in, turning to Matt. “You know it’s true.”

Matt nodded. “Yeah, dude, we literally had to start sitting between you two on streams.”

Nick added, “And the backseat thing? That's not even a joke anymore. You’re banned from the back.”

Chris threw his hands up in mock defeat. “Alright, fine. You guys win. I’ll behave.” He turned to Sof and whispered dramatically, “For now.”

Matt caught it on camera and shook his head, laughing. “Yeah, for now.” He glanced at Nick. “Keep an eye on him. He’s always plotting.”

Nick smirked. “Oh, I’m well aware.”

The car filled with laughter as they continued their Q&A, teasing Chris at every opportunity. But despite all the jokes, the group’s dynamic was undeniably fun and full of energy.

Chris leaned back in his seat, smirking at Sof through the rearview mirror. “Just wait until this ride’s over.”

“Chris, I swear—” Nick began, but his laughter cut him off.

“New rule,” Matt said with a grin, keeping his eyes on the road. “No making out on video, ever again. Period.”

Everyone agreed, but Chris winked at Sof anyway.

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•~*BETWEEN THE FLASHES*~• part 1

part 2

- chris sturniolo x female reader

- summery: spotted by paparazzi

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In the back seat, Chris had his hand casually resting on Sof’s thigh. They weren’t official to the public yet, but behind the scenes, their relationship had deepened over the past few months. Sof leaned into Chris slightly, feeling his warmth as they laughed along with the conversation. Nick was in the front passenger seat, joking about the latest meme he’d seen on TikTok, while Matt, sitting next to Sof, was quieter than usual. He stole a few glances at Chris’s hand on Sof’s thigh, feeling a pang of something deeper—something that twisted his insides.

Matt looked out the window, pretending not to notice, but when his eyes caught Chris’s, it was clear his brother had picked up on his discomfort. Chris didn’t say anything, but he held Sof a little closer, as if to silently remind Matt that they were together. The car was filled with laughter and chatter, mostly from Chris and Nick, but underneath it, Matt couldn’t help but feel the weight of what was unspoken.

Madison, sitting on the other side of Matt, was oblivious to the tension between the brothers. She was scrolling through her phone, catching up on some social media drama, and occasionally chiming in with her own witty remarks.

"We should’ve just ordered takeout," Matt muttered under his breath, half-joking.

Chris smirked but didn't respond directly. "Nah, we needed a night out. Plus, Madison’s got a reputation to uphold, right?" he teased, nudging Sof.

Madison rolled her eyes with a smile. "You’re not wrong. Gotta keep the fans fed."

They pulled up to the restaurant, and as the car came to a stop, the flashes started. The paparazzi were already waiting. Dozens of cameras, all poised to capture the next big moment, fired off their bright flashes like fireworks. Sof’s heart sank a little—she hated the attention, and even though she knew dating Chris came with this kind of baggage, she wasn’t prepared for it tonight. Especially with things between them not being public yet.

As they got ready to step out, Matt acted quickly. He opened the door on Sof’s side and extended his hand to help her out. Sof, slightly surprised but grateful for the gesture, took it. The cameras caught the moment instantly, and in a flurry of clicks, Matt helping Sof out of the car was frozen in time.

For a second, everything seemed to slow down. Chris, stepping out of the car on the other side, saw the moment and felt a brief flicker of something between jealousy and understanding. He knew Matt had been struggling with his feelings for Sof, and while Chris was never one to doubt his brother’s loyalty, moments like this made everything a little more complicated.

As Sof stood up, Chris smoothly walked around the car, his arm instinctively slipping around her waist. The paparazzi went wild, the flashes intensifying. Sof’s breath caught in her throat—this was bold, even for Chris. She wasn’t used to this kind of public display, especially since they hadn’t officially revealed their relationship. She looked up at him, her expression a mixture of surprise and confusion, but Chris just smiled softly at her, his hand firm around her waist as they made their way inside the restaurant.

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Inside, the air was cooler, the chaos of the paparazzi outside left behind, but Sof couldn’t shake her unease. They sat at a corner table, the restaurant buzzing with life around them, but Sof barely touched her drink. Chris noticed, leaning over to her.

“You okay?” he asked quietly, his hand brushing hers under the table.

Sof forced a small smile. “Yeah… it’s just… a lot, you know?”

Chris nodded, squeezing her hand gently. “I know. I’m sorry about that out there. I didn’t think it would be that intense.”

Sof shook her head. “It’s not your fault. I just… hate that it’s like this. I wasn’t ready for them to see us, and now with the photos...”

Matt, sitting across the table, glanced at them every now and then, but he kept his thoughts to himself. He could see the tension between Sof and Chris, and part of him felt guilty. He had reached out to help Sof, but the way the cameras caught it probably made things worse.

After a tense hour of quiet conversation and forced smiles for Madison’s jokes, they decided to call it a night. As they left the restaurant, the paparazzi were still waiting, but the trip back to the SUV was less chaotic than before. Once they were in the car, the mood shifted. Sof stared out the window, lost in her thoughts, while Chris kept his arm around her, sensing her frustration but unsure how to fix it.

The ride home was filled with silence. Even Nick, usually the loudest, sensed the weird energy and kept his phone up, scrolling through Instagram without saying much. They dropped Madison off at her place first, waving her goodbye as she hopped out of the car.

Once they were back at the triplets’ house, Matt, Nick, Sof, and Chris all stepped inside. Sof still looked uneasy, and Chris couldn’t take it anymore. As soon as they were in the hallway, he pulled her aside.

“I know tonight was crazy,” he started, his voice soft but firm, “but we can’t keep doing this. The guessing, the rumors… it’s not fair to you.”

Sof sighed, looking down. “It’s not just about the rumors, Chris. I didn’t expect things to get so... public so fast. And then with the photos—people are gonna start asking questions.”

Chris cupped her face gently, lifting her chin so she’d look at him. “So let them. Tomorrow, we’ll tell everyone. I’m not hiding you anymore. I don’t care what anyone says. I want people to know that you’re with me.”

Sof’s heart fluttered at his words, but the anxiety still lingered. She glanced at Matt, who was lingering in the living room with Nick, trying not to look over, but clearly deep in thought.

“Matt…,” she started, but Chris shook his head slightly.

“I know. I’ve seen it. But that’s for me and him to figure out. I’m not losing you over this,” Chris said firmly.

Sof nodded, and Chris kissed her forehead gently, leading her upstairs to his room.

Later that night, when everyone had gone to bed, Sof still couldn’t sleep. She lay in Chris’s arms, her head resting on his chest, feeling his steady breathing. Her thoughts were racing—about the night, about the paparazzi, about the complicated dynamics with Matt. Chris sensed her restlessness and shifted, leaning up slightly.

“You’re overthinking again,” he whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

“I can’t help it,” Sof admitted. “What if things get worse after tomorrow? What if... people start saying things? About Matt, about us...”

Chris moved, positioning himself over her, looking down into her eyes with a calm confidence. “Let them talk,” he whispered. “At the end of the day, it’s me and you. Nothing else matters.”

His weight was comforting, and Sof felt her anxiety begin to melt away. Chris kissed her gently, his lips soft against hers, and soon they both drifted into a peaceful sleep, wrapped up in each other, the world and its noise fading away for just a little while longer.

part 2

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•~* HAUNTED BY YOU *~•

- chris sturniolo x female reader

- summery : halloween night

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sof had grown close to matt and nick over the past year, becoming part of their tight-knit circle, but when it came to spooky season, it was all new territory. the boys were big on horror movies, creepy stories, and, of course, pranks, especially around halloween. chris, on the other hand, had never been a huge fan of paranormal stuff—it always freaked him out more than he let on. sof found this both endearing and surprising, given how confident and chill he usually was.

they were all sprawled out on the couch and floor in the living room. the lights were off, except for a couple of flickering candles on the coffee table that cast long, eerie shadows across the room. a classic horror movie was playing on the screen, and the suspenseful music filled the space. sof sat next to chris, who had his arm loosely draped around her shoulders, pulling her close as they watched.

“this part’s coming up… you know, the one with the ghost in the mirror,” matt whispered from his spot on the floor, grinning mischievously.

nick, who was seated next to him, snickered. “oh yeah, this part always gets chris.”

sof glanced at chris and noticed the way his shoulders tensed just slightly. “you good?” she asked softly, leaning into him.

chris gave her a quick smile, trying to play it off. “yeah, i’m fine. it’s just a movie.”

but sof could tell he was a little on edge, and that gave her an idea. she caught matt and nick exchanging a look and quickly realized that they were planning something. they had already talked about it earlier in the day when chris wasn’t around—how they could mess with him a little and use his fear of ghosts to their advantage. sof, always up for a little harmless fun, had agreed to be in on it.

as the movie reached its most suspenseful moment, with the music building and the tension thick in the air, sof gently rested her hand on chris’s leg. “you sure you’re not scared?” she teased, her voice soft but playful.

chris glanced at her, his smile widening a little. “i’m not scared,” he insisted, though his eyes were glued to the screen, clearly anticipating something. “just… staying alert.”

sof held back a laugh, knowing what was about to happen.

right as the ghost appeared on screen, matt let out a loud bang by knocking on the wall behind them. at the same time, nick flicked the lights off completely, plunging the room into darkness. chris jumped, his grip on sof tightening as he let out a startled yelp. “what the hell—” he started, his voice higher than usual.

sof bit her lip, trying not to laugh as chris looked around, confused and clearly spooked.

“did you see that?” matt whispered from the floor, his voice low and eerie. “i swear i saw something move in the hallway.”

nick played along perfectly, his eyes wide in fake panic. “dude, don’t joke about that! what if it’s real?”

chris’s eyes darted toward the dark hallway, and for a second, sof could see the uncertainty in his expression. he was usually the calm one, but in this moment, he looked genuinely freaked out.

sof couldn’t help herself—she leaned into him and whispered, “maybe it’s a ghost…”

“sof, don’t,” chris said quickly, his voice tight. “you know i hate that stuff.”

she grinned, resting her head on his shoulder. “i’m just teasing.”

just then, matt jumped up from the floor, letting out a loud, exaggerated scream as he pretended to see something behind the couch. “holy crap, what is that?!” he shouted, pointing toward the hallway.

chris nearly jumped off the couch, his heart racing as he looked over his shoulder, fully expecting to see something. “guys, stop messing with me,” he said, his voice a mix of nervous laughter and actual fear.

sof burst into laughter, unable to keep it together anymore. “okay, okay, we were messing with you!”

matt and nick collapsed into fits of laughter as well, high-fiving each other. “dude, your face was priceless!” nick gasped between laughs.

chris sat back on the couch, shaking his head, though there was a small smile on his face now. “you guys suck,” he muttered, his heart still racing from the scare.

sof, still laughing, leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “you know we’re just messing with you because we love you, right?”

chris looked down at her, his expression softening. “yeah, yeah, i know,” he said, though he still looked a little annoyed. “but i swear, you’re lucky you’re cute, because i was about to bolt out of here.”

sof giggled, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “i’ll make it up to you later,” she whispered, her voice teasing but sincere.

chris sighed, his arm wrapping around her again as he relaxed a little. “you better,” he muttered, though there was a hint of a smile playing at his lips now.

“we’ll watch something less scary next time,” sof promised, still grinning as she nestled into his side.

matt and nick eventually calmed down, still chuckling to themselves as they started another, less intense movie. the rest of the night was more relaxed, with sof and chris cuddled up on the couch, his earlier nerves fading away.

as the credits rolled on the final movie of the night, the boys started gathering up blankets and snacks to head to their rooms. chris leaned over to sof, his voice low. “i’m still mad at you, you know.”

sof raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “really? still?”

“a little,” chris admitted, though he was clearly teasing now.

sof leaned in closer, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “then maybe i’ll have to find a way to make it up to you tonight.”

chris’s eyes flickered with amusement and something else as he glanced down at her. “yeah, maybe you should.”

with a smile, sof kissed him softly on the lips, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. halloween might have been about spooky scares, but the night had ended on a much sweeter, more intimate note—one that left chris feeling more than happy to forgive her for the prank.

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•~* WHISPERS IN THE DARK *~•

-chris sturniolo x female reader

-summery: late night talks

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It was 2 AM, and the city outside was quiet. The apartment was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of streetlights filtering through the curtains. Chris and Sof lay in bed, wide awake, even though they both had an early start the next day.

Sof was curled up against Chris’s side, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Chris had one arm around her, his fingers absentmindedly playing with her hair. It was one of those nights where neither of them could sleep, and neither of them minded.

“Tell me something,” Sof murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Chris shifted slightly, glancing down at her. “Like what?”

“Anything,” she said. “Something about you. Something I don’t know.”

Chris chuckled softly, his chest rumbling beneath her head. “You already know everything about me.”

Sof smiled, her fingers tracing slow circles on his chest. “I’m sure there’s something.”

He was quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he spoke, his voice soft in the stillness of the room. “Alright. When I was a kid, I used to have this crazy dream that I could fly. Not like a superhero—more like I’d just run and jump, and suddenly, I was floating. I had that dream for years. Every time I’d get upset about something, I’d close my eyes and imagine I could just take off and fly away.”

Sof lifted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkling with interest. “Really? How come you never told me that before?”

Chris shrugged, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I don’t know. It was just one of those things I kept to myself. Guess I felt silly about it.”

Sof’s smile softened, and she reached up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead. “I think it’s sweet. You still dream about flying?”

“Not anymore,” Chris said with a chuckle. “But sometimes, when I’m having a really bad day, I’ll think about it. It’s like this weird, comforting memory.”

Sof’s hand rested on his cheek, her thumb gently stroking his skin. “I like knowing that.”

Chris turned his head slightly, kissing her palm. “Your turn. Tell me something.”

Sof bit her lip, her brow furrowing as she thought. “Okay. When I was in high school, I used to sneak out at night and go up to the roof of my house. I’d just sit there, looking at the stars, trying to figure everything out.”

Chris raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “Sneaking out? Sounds like you were a bit of a rebel.”

Sof laughed softly. “Not really. I wasn’t doing anything crazy. I just needed time to think, you know? Life felt so overwhelming back then, like everything was so much bigger than me. Being up there, alone with the stars, made it all feel... smaller. More manageable.”

Chris’s hand moved to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing across her skin. “I wish I could’ve been there with you.”

Sof leaned into his touch, her eyes soft. “I think I needed that time to myself. But I’m glad you’re here now.”

There was a comfortable silence between them for a while, the kind that only comes from two people who are completely at ease with each other. Sof settled back against Chris’s chest, feeling his heartbeat slow and steady beneath her.

“Do you ever wonder where we’ll be in five years?” Sof asked quietly, her voice thoughtful.

Chris was silent for a moment, then he smiled, his hand resting on the small of her back. “I don’t know exactly where we’ll be, but I know I’ll still be with you. That’s the only part that matters to me.”

Sof’s heart swelled at his words, and she felt a warmth spread through her chest. She tilted her head up to look at him, her eyes searching his face.

“You really think we’ll last that long?” she asked softly, her voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

Chris looked down at her, his expression serious. “I know we will. I’m all in, Sof. Whatever happens, I’m not going anywhere.”

Sof’s eyes filled with emotion, and she blinked back the tears that threatened to spill over. She reached up to cup his face in her hands, pulling him down for a slow, tender kiss.

When they pulled apart, she rested her forehead against his, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m all in too.”

Chris smiled, his eyes soft as he looked at her. “Good.”

For a while, they lay there in the quiet, holding each other, lost in the intimacy of the moment. The world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them in their own little bubble.

Sof broke the silence after a while, her voice playful. “Okay, but seriously, where do you see us in five years?”

Chris laughed, the sound low and warm in the dark room. “Alright, alright. Let me think.” He paused for a moment, then grinned. “I see us in a house—not too big, but cozy. With a backyard and maybe a dog. We’ll have more time to ourselves, and maybe we’ll finally take that trip to Italy you’ve been talking about.”

Sof smiled, her heart fluttering at the thought. “That sounds perfect.”

“And you’ll still be sneaking up to rooftops to look at the stars,” Chris added with a wink.

Sof laughed, shaking her head. “Only if you come with me.”

Chris pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her forehead. “Always.”

They fell silent again, the weight of their words settling between them like a promise. The night stretched on, but neither of them were in a hurry to fall asleep. They were content just being there, in each other’s arms, talking about dreams and memories and the future.

As Sof drifted off, her head resting on Chris’s chest, she realized that no matter where life took them, as long as they had each other, everything would be okay.

And that was more than enough.

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*~•ALWAYS TOGETHER •~*

-chris sturniolo x female reader

- summery: halloween

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sof had always loved this time of year, and it was one of the things she and chris bonded over early in their relationship. they both enjoyed the excitement of halloween, the creativity that came with it, and, of course, the spooky side. tonight, they were on their way to a haunted house that had been set up for the season—one of those interactive ones that promised a good scare.

as they walked, sof clung a little tighter to chris’s arm, her eyes scanning the decorations with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “you know i’m not the best with jump scares,” she said, glancing up at him with a playful smile, though there was a bit of truth behind it.

chris chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer. “don’t worry, i’ll protect you,” he teased, though there was an edge of excitement in his voice too. “i mean, if we both get scared, we can just run out together.”

sof laughed, but the warmth of his arm around her made her feel more at ease. there was something about the way chris always made her feel safe, even when they were walking toward something spooky. “as long as you don’t leave me behind, we’re good.”

“never,” chris promised, looking down at her with a grin. he leaned in slightly, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. “besides, if anything, you’ll probably end up being braver than me.”

sof shook her head with a smile, but she liked how he always had a way of turning everything into a fun moment, even when it involved something she was a little nervous about.

they arrived at the haunted house, and sof’s stomach flipped when she saw the dark entrance draped with heavy curtains and eerie green lights glowing from within. faint screams could be heard from inside, adding to the anticipation. chris glanced at sof, catching the nervous look on her face.

“last chance to back out,” he teased, though his voice was light.

sof rolled her eyes but smiled. “i’m not backing out. let’s do this.”

with that, they stepped inside, greeted by a wave of cool, musty air and dim lighting that immediately set the tone. actors dressed as ghosts, zombies, and other creepy characters roamed the halls, jumping out from hidden corners and creating just the right amount of tension.

sof jumped at the first scare, grabbing chris’s arm tighter. she let out a breathy laugh, her heart racing, and glanced up at him. “you’re lucky i haven’t screamed yet.”

“give it time,” chris teased, squeezing her hand. “we’ve only just started.”

as they made their way through the maze of dark corridors, sof’s heart continued to race—not just from the scares but from being so close to chris. every time something startled her, she would instinctively reach for him, and he would pull her closer, his hand never leaving hers. it was comforting, but there was also something electric in the air, something about the closeness of the two of them in this tense, spooky setting.

about halfway through the haunted house, they reached a room filled with mirrors, each one slightly warped to distort their reflections. the lighting was dim, and the reflections seemed to move on their own, casting strange, shadowy versions of themselves across the room.

sof stood in front of one of the mirrors, tilting her head as she looked at her distorted reflection. “this is so weird,” she whispered, almost to herself.

chris came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. “it’s kinda creepy, right?” he murmured in her ear, his breath warm against her skin.

sof nodded, her heart skipping a beat at the way his arms felt around her, so close and protective. “yeah… but in a good way,” she admitted softly.

they stood there for a moment, just looking at their reflections together. chris’s arms were strong around her, and sof leaned back into him, enjoying the quiet moment amid the chaos of the haunted house. the tension from the scares seemed to melt away, replaced by a different kind of energy—one that was calm but charged with the comfort of being close to someone you loved.

“you know, i’ve been wanting to do something like this with you for a while,” chris whispered, his lips brushing her ear. “spooky season is kind of our thing.”

sof smiled, tilting her head slightly so she could look at him through the mirror. “i know. i love it.”

chris’s grip on her waist tightened just a little, his voice dropping lower. “but you’re the only thing i can’t get out of my head right now. even with all this creepy stuff… all i’m thinking about is you.”

sof’s breath caught in her throat, her pulse quickening. the way he said it was soft but intense, and it sent a shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the haunted house. she turned slightly in his arms, looking up at him directly now, their faces inches apart.

“chris…” she whispered, but the words trailed off as she met his gaze.

his eyes were dark in the dim lighting, but there was something undeniably warm about the way he looked at her. it wasn’t playful or teasing like it had been before—it was more serious, more intimate. without another word, he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers in a soft but lingering kiss.

sof melted into the kiss, her hands resting on his chest as she felt the familiar warmth of his body against hers. the rest of the haunted house seemed to fade away, the eerie noises and spooky decorations forgotten as they stood there, wrapped up in each other.

when they finally pulled apart, chris smiled at her, his hand coming up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “you’re braver than i am,” he murmured, his thumb gently brushing her cheek.

sof laughed softly, feeling her heart flutter at his words. “maybe… but i still need you around to protect me.”

chris grinned, leaning in to press another quick kiss to her lips. “always,” he promised, his voice low and sincere.

the rest of the haunted house was a blur, the scares and surprises no longer having the same effect now that they were so focused on each other. when they finally stepped back outside, the cool night air hit them, and sof took a deep breath, her heart still racing—but not from fear anymore.

as they walked back toward the car, chris slipped his arm around her shoulders again, pulling her close. “you know,” he said, his tone playful now, “we might have to make this a tradition.”

sof smiled, leaning into him as they walked. “i’d love that,” she said, her voice soft. “as long as we do it together.”

chris glanced down at her, his smile widening. “always together.”

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•~*BETWEEN THE FLASHES*~• part 2

part 1

-chris sturniolo x female reader

-summery: ??

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Sof woke up early, the light filtering through the curtains of Chris’s room. She lay there for a moment, listening to the gentle sound of his breathing beside her. Chris was still asleep, his arm loosely draped over her waist. Normally, she would have cherished these quiet moments, but today, her mind was spinning. Today was the day they would announce their relationship to the world, and she couldn’t shake the anxious thoughts swirling in her head.

She slipped carefully out of bed, trying not to wake Chris. Moving to the window, Sof gazed out at the early morning sky, her thoughts racing. *What would people think?* The questions were endless. She knew how much Chris cared for her, and that should’ve been enough to calm her nerves, but the weight of it all—the public’s reaction, the media’s interpretation, and most of all, Matt—sat heavy in her chest.

Matt had been quiet lately, and Sof wasn’t oblivious to his feelings. She could see the sadness in his eyes, the way he looked at her when he thought no one was watching. It was heartbreaking in its own way, and even though Matt would never say anything, Sof feared how this announcement would affect him.

She heard Chris stirring behind her, and before she could let her worries consume her any further, he woke up, smiling sleepily. “Good morning,” he murmured, his voice raspy with sleep.

Sof forced a smile. “Good morning.” She leaned down to kiss his forehead, then quickly headed toward the bathroom, not wanting him to see the turmoil on her face. “I’m going to shower.”

Chris watched her leave, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, but he didn’t press her. He knew something was on her mind, but Sof was the type to process things on her own first. He’d talk to her when she was ready.

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Downstairs, Nick and Matt were already in the kitchen when Chris walked in, still stretching and yawning.

“Mornin’,” Nick said, pouring himself a bowl of cereal. “Big day, huh? You ready to finally make it official?”

Chris chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, man. It’s about time.”

Matt glanced up from his coffee, his eyes betraying the lighthearted tone he tried to use. “How’s Sof feeling about it?”

Chris sighed, leaning against the counter. “She’s a little worried, honestly. You know how she is—she doesn’t love all the attention, and this is gonna bring a lot of it.”

Matt nodded, his expression thoughtful. “Yeah, I figured. It’s a big deal for her.”

Before the conversation could go any further, Sof walked into the kitchen, her damp hair falling loosely over her shoulders. She smiled softly, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Hey, guys.”

Nick immediately perked up, sensing the tension but doing his best to keep things light. “Sof! You ready for today? Gonna be fun, right?”

Sof gave him a small smile and nodded, though Chris could tell she was still feeling off. He reached for her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “We were just talking about how we’re gonna do this. I was thinking a vlog would be cool, you know? Something natural. No big sit-down, just us being us.”

Sof exhaled, relieved that the plan was simple. “Yeah, I like that. I think it’ll feel more... real that way.”

Nick nodded enthusiastically. “Perfect! So, where are we filming this thing? We need a good backdrop if we’re doing the big reveal.”

Chris grinned. “I was thinking we go somewhere cool—like the forest, that spot with the mountain lake and the waterfall. It’s beautiful, and it’s kinda... I don’t know, mysterious. Seems like the right vibe.”

Everyone agreed, though Matt remained quieter than usual. He nodded along but didn’t say much, his thoughts clearly elsewhere. Sof noticed, and it only added to the mix of emotions swirling inside her.

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They packed up and headed to the car, Nick excitedly grabbing the camera and turning it on as soon as they pulled out of the driveway. “Alright, guys, this is it! We’re going somewhere super sick today, and we might have a little surprise for you later, but you’ll have to wait and see.”

Chris laughed from the passenger seat, turning back to wink at Sof, who was sitting next to Matt in the back. She gave a small wave to the camera, but inside, her nerves were still buzzing. Chris sensed it and reached over to squeeze her knee, his touch grounding her for a moment.

The car ride was filled with chatter, mostly between Chris, Nick, and Sof. Matt, meanwhile, remained mostly quiet, his responses short but polite whenever Nick tried to rope him into the conversation. Chris caught his brother’s silence but didn’t comment on it, not wanting to create any more tension.

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When they arrived at the forest, it was even more breathtaking than they had remembered. The towering trees gave way to a secluded path that led to a stunning lake, shimmering beneath the afternoon sun, and in the distance, the sound of a waterfall echoed through the trees. They all stood there for a moment, taking it in.

“Wow,” Sof whispered, her eyes wide. “It’s beautiful.”

Nick, ever the comic relief, grabbed the camera and pointed it at Chris. “How does it feel, bro? You about to make some history with this view in the background.”

Chris grinned. “It feels like the perfect place, honestly.”

They filmed a bit of them hiking down to the lake, with Chris and Nick goofing off for the camera. At one point, Chris even let out a wild scream, startling Sof and making everyone burst out laughing. It felt good to just be in the moment, even with the looming announcement.

When they reached the waterfall, everyone fell silent, the sheer beauty of it overwhelming them. The water cascaded down the rocks, mist rising in the air, and Chris couldn’t help but turn to Sof with a smile.

“Come here,” he said, pulling her aside as Nick continued filming some B-roll shots of the landscape.

“What?” Sof asked, a little confused.

Chris held up the camera like he was about to take a picture. “I want to get a photo of you here, for the vlog.”

Sof smiled and stood in front of the waterfall, but before she could pose, Chris lowered the camera, stepped up to her, and cupped her face gently in his hands. Without a word, he kissed her—softly, lovingly, as if telling her in that moment that everything would be okay.

Sof blinked in surprise but quickly melted into the kiss, her worries momentarily fading as Chris held her close. When they broke apart, he smiled down at her, his eyes full of warmth. “You’re amazing,” he whispered, just loud enough for her to hear. “And I’m so glad we don’t have to hide anymore.”

Sof’s heart swelled, and for the first time all day, she felt a sense of peace. They turned back to the camera, and Chris, still holding Sof’s hand, looked directly into the lens.

“Alright, guys,” Chris said, his voice steady but full of excitement. “So, we’ve got something we want to share with you... It’s official. Sof and I are together, and we’ve been for a while. We just didn’t feel ready to share it with the world until now.”

Sof smiled, squeezing Chris’s hand as he spoke.

Nick turned the camera back toward them, grinning. “And there it is! You heard it here first.”

Matt stood off to the side, watching quietly, his face unreadable. He gave them a small nod of support, but Sof could feel the tension radiating from him. She wished things could be different between them, but for now, she was focused on the moment with Chris.

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When they stopped filming, the energy shifted again. Everyone piled back into the car, but the mood was quieter this time. Matt went straight to his room when they got home, while Nick eagerly started editing the footage for their next vlog.

Chris and Sof, sensing Matt needed some space, decided to head out for lunch. Sof was driving, the radio playing softly in the background as they cruised through LA. For the first time all day, Chris seemed completely relaxed. He glanced over at Sof, a grin spreading across his face.

“I’m really happy it’s out there now,” he said, his voice light with relief. “We don’t have to hide anymore.”

Sof smiled, her grip on the steering wheel loosening. “Me too. It feels... freeing.”

Chris reached over and intertwined his fingers with hers. “No more sneaking around. Just us.”

Sof nodded, feeling the weight of the day lift from her shoulders. The anxiety that had been gnawing at her all morning was finally gone, replaced by a quiet happiness. They drove in comfortable silence for a while, the city passing by in a blur as music filled the car, and for the first time in a long time, Sof felt truly at peace.

part 3

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