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CHAPTER 0.3

THIRD PERSON POVNOW PLAYING: ᴛʜᴇ 1 - ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ sᴡɪғᴛᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

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THIRD PERSON POV
NOW PLAYING: ᴛʜᴇ 1 - ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ sᴡɪғ
ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯




























IRL !
PRESENT
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NICK SIGHED AS HE TYPED AND CLICKED AWAY at his laptop, trying to focus on editing this week's wednesday video, blissfully unaware of the notification hiding in his do not disturb notification collection. he sighed as he grabbed his laptop and phone, haphazardly pocketing his phone in the front pocket of his hoodie as he walked into the kitchen, placing his laptop on the island before walking to the fridge. as he stared at the drink options lining the shelves, matt stomped down the stairs.

"have you checked instagram lately?" matt spoke, coughing slightly as congestion started building in his chest after being outside in slightly inappropriate clothing for the weather.

"no why? also you better keep your distance i just got over a bad batch of allergies i don't need to be sick again."

"nick just shut up and check instagram. don't look at your notifications beforehand just go to the app." matt spoke, his voice rough but stern as nick grabbed his phone from his pocket.

nick ignored the notifications on his lockscreen as he opened his phone, going straight to instagram. as he looked through the notifications tab, one in particular catching his attention.

"xaviervalentine commented: why was i tagged? 2h."

nick swiftly clicked off his phone, placing it on the counter before looking at matt, his voice caught in the back of his throat. nick opened and closed his mouth numerous times, trying to find the words to accurately describe how he felt.

"i, uh, um." nick trailed off, feeling the backs of his eyes burn with angry but unshed tears. matt frowned sympathetically as he stepped toward his brother, pulling the older triplet into a tight hug, patting his back slightly, nick's hands trembling as he wrapped his arms around his younger brother. pulling away, matt kept his hand clasped around nick's shoulder.

"is this the first time he's contacted you in anyway?"

"uh, yeah." nick sputtered, fighting back his emotions as he tried to process that the very guy who caused him to be and feel so lost and broken, had interacted with him for the first time in nearly a year.

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