𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

petites histoires aléatoires (c. sturniolo)

↳ summary: just a collection of short blurbs that i wasn't able to turn into full oneshots.

↳ warnings: swearing and tooth rotting fluff, that's it !!

↳ author's note: title loosely translates to random little stories in english from french.

↳ credit for the small blurb idea: sturniol0

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SECOND PERSON POV

SHORT STORY #1

you giggle excitedly as chris sit beside you on the park bench, cautiously throwing birdseed on the ground in front of the two of you, watching as the few ducks that were nearby, waddle on over.

"babe look at them! they're so cute!" you squeal in a slight whisper, not wanting to scare the birds as they peck at the food on the ground.

"i'm gonna name that one..." he hums, pausing momentarily as he thinks of a name,

"chuck. chuck the duck." he grins, proud of his little rhyme.

"that's cute! i'm gonna name the darker one jim. he seems like he runs shit, like your dad." you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder, feeling his laugh reverberate through his body.

"babe, i don't think my dad will appreciate sharing a name with a duck." he giggles, throwing his arm around your shoulders as you moved, taking a handful of birdseed and scattering it on the bare side of the ground in front of you. silently and peacefully watching as more ducks came near, curious about what was going on.

the two of you sit there, feeding the ducks for about another hour, enjoying the calmness that spreads over the night, the ducks coming and going as you both scatter more food for them, a few geese and other birds coming over to check out the commotion as well.

"wanna go home? i'm getting sleepy." chris hums, pressing his lips against your forehead as you nod, slowly standing, trying not to scare the ducks as they begin finding places to rest for the night.

the two of you walk back toward his car, hand in hand, not making much conversation, the quiet was comfortable and warm, as you press a kiss to the back of his hand, silently thanking him for the date.

SHORT STORY #2

nick unlocks the door to his and his brothers' shared apartment, helping you bring in your luggage as you quietly make your way up the stairs.

"you don't have to be quiet yet, y/n, chris and matt aren't back." nick laughs, making you roll your eyes as you set your duffel bag on top of your biggest suitcase.

"i can't wait to see him, i've missed him so much nick." you sigh, opening your duffle and taking out the bouquet of flowers that you had delicately placed in there, ripping off the brown paper wrapping.

"awe! you got him flowers?" nick exclaims, smiling at the bouquet as you nod sheepishly.

"yeah he sent a bouquet of sunflowers and roses to my house so that by the time i got back home, they were waiting there for me. so i decided to do the same but with sunflowers and daisies because they both remind me of him." you ramble, a lovesick grin on your face as nick's phone starts to ring.