𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

dix petits moments et un grand moment (c. sturniolo)

↳ summary: in which chris silently says "i love you" ten different ways before he actually says it.

↳ warnings: swearing, touchy!chris (not nsfw), making out, fluff, mentions of social anxiety, medications, and she/her pronouns are used.

↳ author's note pt 2: title loosely translates to ten small moments and one big one in english from french.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

THIRD PERSON POV

MOMENT 1 : HOLDING A JACKET OVER YOUR LOVER'S HEAD, FINDING THEIR OUTFIT MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOUR OWN

chris smiled at his girlfriend as she emerged from his bathroom, her hair twisted in an effortlessly looking messy bun, that ironically took a lot of effort, and her makeup done just right. but that's not what took the very breath from his lungs, causing it to hitch halfway up his throat.

it was the outfit she wore. it sage green corset-like top with spaghetti straps, paired with her black cargo jeans, platform docs, and dainty silver jewelry sparkling every time she moved. he always found her breathtaking, even in three day old plaid sleep shorts that were swallowed by an oversized tee, mismatched socks, and her hair in a low bun. she could wear a garbage bag and he'd still think she was the prettiest girl to him.

"damn mamas, you are the prettiest girl i've ever seen." he whistled, taking her hand in his, raising them above their heads as he ushered her to give him a twirl.

"shut up chris." she laughed, an unmistakable dusting of deep blush across her face as she pressed a kiss to his cheek, grabbing her oversized black denim bomber jacket, and handing chris his tan bomber jacket.

the two made their way up the stairs leading from his room, excitedly talking about the fancy restaurant they're going to for their weekly date night. chris grabbed the keys and his wallet off the table, slipping his wallet in his back pocket.

jogging down the stairs ahead of his girlfriend, chris opened the door for her, immediately stopping her from going outside as he noticed how heavy it was raining. holding out his hand, silently telling her to wait, he shrugged off his jacket, and moved to stand behind her.

"okay go." he urged, chuckling softly at her confusion as he nodded, motioning for her to move.

"but what about your fit, babe?"

"it's fine, yours is more important than mine." he hummed, walking behind her and holding his jacket above her as they walked to the car.

"here hold the jacket for a sec." he ordered, reaching around her to open the door for her, waiting until she was sitting in the car to take his jacket back and jogging around to his side.

MOMENT 2 : HOOKING A THUMB INTO YOUR LOVER'S BELT LOOP/PLACING A HAND IN THEIR BACK POCKET AS A CROWD SURROUNDS YOU BOTH, KNOWING THEY GET NERVOUS IN CROWDS

chris, his brothers, and his girlfriend made their way through larray's house, the amount of people in attendance only growing, even making him feel slightly claustrophobic.