sturniolo triplets oneshots/smut

hook up prank // chris // fluff ? // request

someone requested i do this : "reader gets pranked, so y/n gets him back" 

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"i just, don't know how to explain it, chris," you stir your hands in the air, trying to conjure up words for the feeling you have right now. he did something... in your terms could be "unspeakable". 

chris is confused, clearly not understanding the fuss over the entire situation. a harmless prank, that he thought you wouldn't even bother caring about.

flirting with you. acting as if he's going to, "hook up".

like you wouldn't care, your ass. of course, you care! any person with two eyeballs would see that chris is cute. hell, even hot  in some people's eyes. 

and he knows this too, he's not oblivious to that. why would he be? 

he probably just thought you thought of him as a brother. since you two have known each other for so long now-- around four years--if you had voiced your feelings to him earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened. 

then again, who wants to date someone you just met?

chris. nate. maybe even matt.

"you can't do that to me, not again, please." you turn to look at him and he rocks on his heels slowly.

"okay...?" 

you sigh out, deciding that saying just that isn't enough and he deserves an explanation. however, if you knew it would lead to you confessing that you have a big ass crush on him, maybe you wouldn't have. 

"listen, chris, you.." there's another sigh from you. it's just too frustrating to put into words. 

turning to him, you see he's still holding the camera, "turn the camera off and put it down for a second."

you watch as he sets it down, clearly not turning it off, but at least you'll be able to look at him now without feeling like thousands of other eyes are watching you. which they will be, later this week. 

walking up to chris, you place your hands on either side of his face, staring him in the eye, "tell me chris, how do you feel?" 

his face is a very light shade of red, but it isn't very noticeable, you had to squint a little just to see that it's there, "uh... honestly?" 

"a little intimate, huh?" you ask, he nods slightly, not much because you have him trapped, "alright, now let's take this a step further, don't move."

you move his arms around your waist, and then you wrap his arms around your neck, pulling him down slightly because of your height. tilting your head, you angle your head so it looks like you're about to kiss. 

"now, tell me in words honestly, how you feel." you whisper, trying to make your point come across clearly, and as an extra measure, you keep flickering your eyes to his lips, then his eyes.

he laughs nervously for a second, almost doing the same as you; "like...i should--uhh- kiss.." there's a long pause before he says the last word, "you...?" 

you begin to lean in, lip a millimeter from his, and right when you're close--when you're about to go in for it- you pull away, breaking away from his embrace and everything. 

chris sturniolo almost looks winded from what you did to him. staring at you from a different light now. there's that edge in his eye, and you know  you got him. just by how he looks afterward, you've succeeded in making him feel like you did. 

"that's what you just did to me. chris, you now have the same problem as me!" you say cheerfully, but there's still that sadness and frustration that all of this happened in the first place. 

"which is?" he asks, but already knows the answer, and you know that very well. just by the way he's looking at you. 

"you have a massive crush on me now, if you hadn't already," you say to him simply, but there's no smile. only a straight face through the entire sentence. 

"yeah, but..." he trails off, looking at the camera and wandering over to it, turning it off now, before looking at you again, "but that can be fixed.." 

you hum, crossing your arms, "and how do you plan to do that?" 

"lock the door, and you'll find out," he says with a smirk.