STURNIOLO TRIPLETS-one shots

Middle of the night- Matt

This is a request from maxbrinlydefender !! Tysm this was so fun to write

TW: puking, swearing, pet names

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      He was running... running... but where too? His feet hit the edge of the cliff and he tried to stop, hamstrings burning in exertion. But his forward movement was too much, and Matt went flailing over the cliff's edge, falling and falling and...
Matt's eyes snapped open in the darkness, limbs twitching in fear. A small scream passed his lips before he realized that the nightmare was over. It had felt so real-
Matt rolled over to push his face into his pillow, wincing as a stab of pain wound through his stomach. He breathed deeply, trying to ignore the weird swirling feeling. Was Chris or Nick still awake? The clock on his bedside table read 3:43 am.
Chris was most likely to be awake because he had no regard for healthy sleep schedules, and Nick had been up late last night editing. He didn't want to be annoying and clingy to his brothers, but they were all he wanted right now.
Matt slipped out of bed, holding his stomach to try to alleviate the gross feeling. He shuffled to his door and out into the hallway, stopping outside of Chris's room. It was open a crack, a faint light dancing on the walls.
" Chris?" Matt whispered, pushing open the door to make sure he didn't wake him up. He caught sight of a gray clad figure lying in the bed with his phone up to his face.
" Matt?" Chris rolled over, his head poking out of his hoodie hood. " What's up? Say hi to everyone." He held out his phone to Matt, the faint glow showing that he was on instagram live.
" Oh." A flush ran up Matt's neck and he dropped his hands from his stomach. " Hey." He considered turning around and going back to bed, not having the energy to act fine in front of a bunch of people. But if he went back to bed he'd probably just stay awake in pain, and nothing was worse than that, so...
" C'mere." Chris gestured, moving over to allow Matt to slip into the bed beside him and into the screen.
Matt sighed at the warmth under the blanket and from his brother, eyes drifting closed. For a moment, he felt completely at ease.
Then his stomach cramped painfully, gurgling softly. Matt clenched his jaw, praying that no one had heard. But judging by the side look that Chris gave him, he guessed he wasn't so lucky.
" Ok, well me and Matt are gonna go to bed now cause it's really early in the morning. Night yall."
Chris ended the live and dropped his phone to his side. Matt lay completely still, hoping the squirming feeling from his gut wouldn't make any more awkward noises.
" Matt?" Chris asked quietly, rolling onto his side to look him in the eye. " What's wrong?"
" Nothing." Matt mumbled, pushing his face into a pillow to hide his face. He just wanted to sleep, but the queasiness was beginning to heighten.
" Don't lie." Chris reached out in the darkness to put his hand on Matt's shoulder, kneading his fingers gently.
" Ugh I don't know, I just don't feel good." Matt wriggled closer to Chris and rested his head on Chris's shoulder.
" Are you gonna throw up?" Chris asked in confusion, subtly feeling Matt's forehead for any excess heat. There wasn't any.
Matt groaned, pushing deeper into Chris's collarbone with his forehead. " Don't say that."
" What? Puke?"
" N-no stop. I'm not gonna." Matt clenched his mouth together, actively trying to swallow down the acid at the back of his throat.
" Why don't we go to the bathroom? Just in case." Chris lightly brushed his fingers over the fabric above Matt's stomach. Matt shuddered, recoiling.
" D-don't." He whispered, face going deathly pale.
" Shit." Chris eyed him, noting the green tinge in his cheeks. " Let's go." He grabbed Matt's arm and hauled him out of bed as gently as he could. Matt groaned lightly at the movement. Chris slipped his hand over Matt's shoulders and helped him kneel in front of the toilet in the bathroom next to his room.
Matt grabbed the toilet in a death grip, resting his head onto his arms. " C-Chris I don't want to-"
" What the hell?" A voice came from the open door. Nick.
" Oh hey Nick. Sorry, did we wake you up?" Chris said, not turning away from where he was holding Matt's hair out of his eyes.
" Are you sick?" Nick asked, worry seeping into his voice as he kneeled down beside Chris, resting his hand between Matt's shoulder blades.
" No. No. No, no, no..." Matt cried. " No I'm not gonna-" He gulped back a gag. " Help-"
" Hey, it's ok hon. You're gonna be fine." Nick soothed.
Matt took a shuddering breath. " No, please-"
He was promptly cut off by a harsh retch, leaning over and emptying out his stomach contents into the clear water.
After a couple minutes, Matt leaned back into Chris's chest, breathing heavily.
" Here." Nick filled a glass of water from the sink, passing it to Matt. " Drink this. Small sips, ok?"
Matt nodded, taking one sip then grimaced and pushed it away. " I don't feel good." He mumbled.
" Are you gonna puke again?"
Matt shook his head vehemently. " Can I go to bed now?"
" Sure." Nick and Chris helped their brother up, steadying him against a surge of dizziness. The three of them collapsed into Chris's bed, falling into the clutches of sleep within seconds.
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