STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Drunk-Matt

Heyy

THANK U SM FOR 600 VIEWS! GUYS?!ily u all omg

So Ik the boys said they haven't drank and don't really want to, so this is totally fiction. I'm not trying to disrespect them by writing this fic at all.

TW: alcohol use, swearing ( there's swearing in all of them), throwing up ( not a lot of detail), pet names

Love ya <33

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" Matt?" The breathless voice of Nick came from the couch as the door opened. " Oh my God, Matt. We've been waiting up for you forever-"
He's cut short by his brother staggering through the door, hair a mess and eyes vacant. He looks like he might fall over at any second.
"Matt...?" Chris asked, walking over to get a better look at his brother. " What the hell? Where have you been?"
Matt laughed a little, shakily running a hand through his hair. " Hey guys! Whaddya mean you've been waiting up? It's only like-" He checked the watch on his wrist. " Three."
" Yes." Nick said, exasperated. " Three AM."
Matt tilted sideways, Chris reacting quickly and grabbing his arm. " Whoa. Dude-" He wrinkled his nose. " Have you been drinking?"
A giggle slipped out of Matt's mouth. " Um- maybe a little." He laughed again.
" What?" Nick stood up to grab him a glass of water. " But Matt, you've never drank before. What's this about?"
Chris supports Matt to the couch and slowly lowers him.
" Here." Nick passed him the glass of water. " Drink all of that. You'll thank me later."
Matt made a face but downed the water in a couple gulps.
" Mmm, make the room stop spinning Chris." Matt clutched his head. The world seemed to dip and twirl, matching the horrible churning in his stomach. He clasped a hand over his mouth.
" I-I'm gonna-" He's cut off by a sharp gag.
" Shit!" Nick quickly grabs the garbage can and hands it to Matt.
" Ok, ok. You're gonna be alright. Just let it out." Chris soothes, rubbing a hand down Matt's sweaty back.
" 'Feel sick." Matt mumbled, retching unproductively. " I don't wanna-"
The sound of Matt's stomach contents appearing in the garbage bin promptly interrupted whatever he was gonna say.
" It's ok, sweetheart." Nick soothed, holding his hair back from his face. " You'll be ok in a second."
After a couple more minutes of throwing up, Matt spit into the garbage and fell back onto the couch. His head was pounding.
" Shit." He groaned, sounding substantially more sober without the alcohol in his system. " I'm never fucking touching another alcoholic drink again in my life."
" About that," Chris started, moving the garbage can out of sight. " Why'd you drink in the first place?"
" Um." Matt ran a hand through his hair, cheeks flaming red. " I-I don't really want to talk about it."
" It's ok, Matt. We're not going to judge you."
" Uhm." He sighed. " Ok..." The word sounded shaky. " I-I just feel like I'm not interesting enough to video with you guys. Everyone thinks it; I'm boring."
" No, honey." Nick grasped his hand. " You're hilarious, our subscribers love you, and most importantly, we wouldn't be the Sturniolo triplets without you. We'd be the-" He grimaces. " The Sturiolo twins. It just sounds wrong."
" Not to mention," Chris wiggled his eyebrows. " That you're extremely cute." He joked.
" What the fuck Chris." Nick groaned.
" Mhm." Matt sighs, eyes closed. " I'd be a total mess without you guys."
Chris laughs lightly. " You're drunk."
" Maybe," Matt replies, reaching over to pull his brothers next to him. " That doesn't mean it's not true."

The brothers fell asleep on the couch, comfortable in each other's presence.
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Also this isn't to shame ppl who do or don't drink, idc do whatever u want as long as ur safe
Ok mom rant over, jeez

Sry this one's a bit shorter.

Have a good day!!