✰ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 ✰

𝟎𝟐𝟎. missing you

WARNING

there is a shower scene included in this one shot. please know that i'm not sexualizing said part in any way, shape or form, and i do not intended to in any way. it is supposed to be a cute moment in this story. and, if you feel uncomfortable just simply don't read the scene or skip this one shot completely. xx

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you had woken up at the early hour of seven in the morning to the sound of chris's alarm flooding the whole room with its ear bleeding sound. the sun was barely up, the sky painted a dark blue. you heard your boyfriend groan from beside you a minute later as you felt his legs untangle from yours; feeling him roll over on the mattress as the world went silent once he stopped his alarm, hitting his phone a few times.

chris had told you the night before that he was going to go to the gym early in the morning with a few of his friends. you were a little upset you weren't going to wake up next to him, but he promised to kiss you goodbye.

chris isn't that much of a gym guy. i mean, he goes every now and then but not daily and usually it's in the afternoon. sometimes, you'd go with him and watch him do weights, or you'd walk on the treadmill. but it was a little boring if you had to be honest. you preferred going on runs outside around the neighborhood, or taking long walks with chris.

you slowly closed your eyes, almost falling asleep as chris turned back around, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him and burying his face in your hair. you felt as his thumb rubbed back and fourth on your stomach as you cracked a smile and stirred in his arms, rolling over and now burying your face into the crook of his neck. chris kissed your forehead and closed his eyes, sighing then re-opening them.

"i gotta go, baby." chris whispered, dipping one of his hands into your shirt and rubbing your back up and down slowly. his hand felt soothing against your warm skin, now not wanting him to leave at all.

you squeezed him tighter, slightly frowning. "tell them you're sick." you protested.

chris snorted a laugh. "you're cute, but i'm going. sorry, love." he removed his hand from under your shirt and pried himself away from you as you groaned.

chris got out of the bed successfully and walked over to his closet, grabbing his clothes to change as you pulled the covers over your head and tried to go back to sleep in the now, cold and empty bed. you heard chris shuffling around the room, his bathroom door opening and closing a few times as he got himself together and ready for the gym.

a few minutes later as you were just about to fall back asleep, you felt a pair of soft lips press against your forehead, peppering kisses across your face. you smiled, rolling over and opening your eyes to see a pair of blue eyes staring back at you, smiling. chris was in a black tank top and grey sweats, his chain hanging down from his neck as he was hovering over you; his palms firmly pressed into the mattress beside your shoulders.

he kept the flirty smile plastered on his face as you returned the smile and lifted your hands from out underneath the covers, dragging your fingers through his soft, dark brown hair. chris chuckled as you rested your hands on the sides of his face.

"you're so handsome." you whispered.

chris's mind went blank from your compliment as his cheeks flushed red, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours, closing the gap as he kissed you passionately. you kissed chris back, smiling as you tasted his minty breath.

chris pulled away the second he heard his phone receive a text message. you frowned as chris stood up properly and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"guys are here, gotta go. sorry, baby." chris quickly placed one last kiss on your lips then hurried off as you watched him grab his backpack off of his desk and throw his headphones and water bottle in it, then zip it up and swing it around his shoulders.