"Do you listen to Alex G?"
"Is that a rapper?"
He wasn't aware his type was girls who had bangs and listen to Indie music.
CS X FEMOC!
IRL! SOCIAL MEDIA!
ROSLYN HAD CAME home from work. Letting her curls loose and relieving her feet from her shoes at the door, she shuts their front door and glanced around the apartment. Placing her jacket on the rack behind the door, she begins to peer around. "I'm home Stevie! You feeling any better hon?"
Her ears perk up when she doesn't receive a response. Stevie usually waits up for Ros, which she always demands Stevie stops since she already has a lack of sleep. Roslyn leads her way into their living room, the couch empty and the television off.
However just as she is about to exit, an unfamiliar bag and a neatly brown wrapped bouquet of red roses with a yellow note attached to it is placed on their table. Her eyebrows raise at the display and narrows her eyes together. What?
The curiosity obviously gets the better of Roslyn as she makes her way to Stevie' half closed door and brings her hand to gently push it open more.
And the scene she witnesses is alighting.
Stevie' curtains are still open to gather the orange street lights outside to surface the room with a warm atmosphere. Her television screen is flashing a slight whiteness to contrast the orange all the while Stevie is curled on Chris' chest as their eyes are both shut with their breathing slow and synced.
Her covers are raised to meet Chris' upper legs while Stevie's is to the side above his stomach and abdomen. Chris' arms are completely wrapped around Stevie' neck while her hands are smushed under her chin.
Roslyn is stuck at the doorframe. Staring at the sight with her hands covering her mouth. Before she can even capture the moment by taking a picture, her phone suddenly flashes and is ringing.
"Fuck!" She whispers as the noise could wake them, immediately rushing out of the doorway and making her way into the bathroom. Attempting to not make any noise whilst shutting the door and seeing the name 'NICOLAS' on her screen.
She sighs heavily and presses accept, putting it to her ears as she sits upon the toilet seat. "Hello?"
"Roslyn are you at home?" His voice frantic and filled with worry.
"Yeah-yeah I just got home from work is everything-"
"Have you seen Chris? It's literally half two in the morning and we can't reach him? We've called all of his other friends and-"
"Yeah dude he's here." Roslyn reaches into her pocket to pull out a cigarette and a lighter, the excitement to tell Nick what she just observed is overcoming.
Silence enters the call as Nick is dumbfounded. "Wha- he never said he was at your place? We never noticed he wasn't at home until like an hour ago what is he-"
"He's asleep cuddling Stevie on her bed."
"FUCKING WHAT?" His reaction automatically makes Roslyn giggle. Kicking her feet against the tile squared floor and squealing like a fool.
"Dude I swear right now that's-that's what is going on right now. I don't know how long they've been in that position I legit just got home and was like 'where the fuck is Stevers?' So I went on a ramble to her room and boom!"
"NO FUCKING WAY- I- I NEED TO TELL MATT- MATT!" His voice hoarse and quivering. A yappy mess.
She hears a faint 'WHAT!?' Coming from a distance over the call in which Nick yells back "COME HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW! LIKE RIGHT NOW I'M NOT KIDDING!"
When Nick explains the situation, Matt is overcome with emotion. "FUCK OFF! CHRIS IS CUDDLING STEVIE!? IS ROSLYN THERE? ROS- ROS- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
"Guys they're in her bed, all snuggled up smushed against each other. He is clinging onto her like he's a Koala I CANNOT,"
They all collectively scream together, most of the words said are unresponsive since they can barely hear each other, but the excitement is overwhelming. "This is such a big step for Chris- I feel like crying. No actually Matt, I am tearing up."
"Parker what are you even doing? Where are the pictures? We need digital proof?" Matt questions warlike.
"You fools I can't! As I was just admiring the sight, Nick the moron had to ring me and it most definitely woke them up or made them stir in their sleep sooooo...blame Nicolas."
"FUCK! Nick you stupid fucking idiot-" She hears thumping on the other end and Nick struggling and wincing in pain.
"HOW THE FUCK IS THAT MY FAULT I WAS CONCERNED THAT CHRIS SUDDENLY RAN AWAY?!"
Roslyn ashes out her cigarette while the group converses about the significance of the situation. She is aware now that for Chris— being romantic is a HUGE step. Even the fundamental factors of him gaining feelings for Stevie is enthralling for the brothers, they debate many theories on what is running through his mind, or what will when he wakes up to find the girl that has been clawing at his brain like a headache is plastered upon his chest.
Will he immediately change his mind? Will he become overwhelmed? Will his adornment vanish into bitterness when he begins to pushes her away due to his fear of communicating and commitment? Just as Roslyn is receiving debriefs on Chris' actions she begins to question Stevie just the same.
Her last relationship was....never! Sure, she has multiple talking stages and certain people she has exposed her vulnerability to but she never had the courage to devote herself to someone. Always affirming excuses to why she never accepts a relationship, blaming it on her independence but Roslyn notices when they are at a party or in public Stevie' eyes struggle to tear away from a couple interlocking fingers or the display of laughter erupting from kisses.
She wants it wether she admits it or not. She craves the inhalation of another, the intimacy in which the two are intertwined. Stevie aches for the needing of someone, so so much longing that she can hardly stand it. She is willing to let another swallow her whole.
They all come to the conclusion that they are more alike then they realise.
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