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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰
any chance chris got to touch you, he would. whether it was holding your hand, arm around the shoulder, or rubbing his hand on your thigh. and right now, chris was willingly to take his chances.
you and chris' brothers were very engaged with the movie you currently had on. you mindlessly petting trevor to the side of you happily. chris on the other hand was infatuated by you. instead of his eyes set on the screen and laughing with the others his eyes were on you, tracing your features instinctively. yet he had a sour expression on his face.
now, chris was currently facing a problem. he was on one couch while you were on another, meaning he couldn't touch you. for him this was a very big dilemma, and he had to do something about it.
"ima get a pepsi," he announced, leaving the living room to get said drink.
that wasn't why he got up though. well, he did in fact want a pepsi and was going to get one but he also wanted an excuse to sit next to you.
the whole reason he wasn't sitting next to you was because apparently, stated from you. "trevor is just more important, chris," you laughed, shooing him away to the other couch. despite his protests you had one and he somberly headed to the couch.
so chris made a plan to steal you back from the dog. and chris' plan was working, because when he got up to go to the kitchen trevor followed, obviously hoping that there would be food for him. what trevor didn't know though was that there would be no food and no more pets from the girl.
chris opened the fridge eagerly, and grabbed a pepsi. popping it open while walking back to the living room with a shit eating grin on his face.
he plopped down right next to you and immediately slung his arm around you with his pepsi free hand.
you looked over and immediately caught on.
"chris, did you just still trevor's spot?" you whispered shouted trying not to disturb matt and nick.
he simply shrugged, suddenly 'interested' in the movie.
without any response you rolled your eyes, "fuck you," you slightly giggles playfully pushing his side.
he too giggled and turned to you, "you love me."
you found yourself, once again, rolling your eyes. he was right shockingly, you did love him.
nevertheless the less you nestled into chris' side and continued watching the movie. your head found it's way onto his shoulder and his hand slid down to your waist, giving it a slight squeeze. your hand drifted to his torso latching onto the fabric of his oversized hoodie, which you knew you would be stealing tonight. a contented sigh escaped from your lips.
the rest of the night you were cuddled into chris' side and may or may not have fallen asleep.
though your beloved trevor got replaced by a smelly teen boy, you still managed to push through.
