Matthew Sturniolo Imagines 2

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- part 2 -
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As the night wore on and Matt still hadn't returned home, Chris and Nick exchanged concerned glances. Y/n, sensing their unease, began to fidget in Chris's arms, her curiosity piqued by their subdued conversation. She reached out for Chris's phone, her small fingers tapping on the screen in an attempt to understand what was happening.

"Hey there, little one," Chris said softly, gently trying to distract Y/n from his phone. "Uncle Matt will be back soon."

Nick nodded reassuringly, but his worry was evident. "He's probably just lost track of time. He'll be back."

Y/n, undeterred, managed to open Chris's messaging app and tapped on Matt's name, her innocent curiosity guiding her actions. With a determined look, she pressed the send button, her eyes widening in surprise as the message was delivered.

Chris's heart skipped a beat as he watched Y/n's action unfold. "Oh, Y/n," he murmured, reaching to take the phone from her tiny hands. "Let's see if Matt replies."

Minutes passed with no response, and just as Chris was about to take the phone back from Y/n, a notification popped up on the screen. His heart sank as he read the sender's name—Lola.

"Who's Lola?" Y/n asked innocently, her brows furrowing in confusion.

Chris hesitated, unsure how to explain. Before he could respond, Y/n tapped on Lola's message, revealing a terse reply: "Please stop messaging. Matt will get back to you when he can."

Chris's heart sank further, realizing that Matt's absence was due to his date with Lola. He felt a mix of disappointment and concern, both for Matt's choices and Y/n's unwitting involvement.

"I'm sorry, Y/n," Chris said gently, pulling her into a comforting hug. "Uncle Matt is busy right now. Let's wait for him together, okay?"

Y/n nodded, her lower lip trembling as she processed the situation. She leaned against Chris, finding solace in his comforting presence despite the confusion and hurt she felt.

Nick, feeling a surge of protectiveness, knelt beside Y/n and Chris. "We're here for you, Y/n," he assured her softly, his voice filled with reassurance.

Chris nodded gratefully at Nick, grateful for his support during this unexpected turn of events. Together, they waited anxiously for Matt's return, hoping to resolve the situation and reassure Y/n that she was loved and valued, no matter the circumstances.

And so, amidst the lingering uncertainty and Y/n's innocent curiosity, the night unfolded with a mix of emotions and a steadfast commitment to family, as they awaited Matt's return home and the opportunity to mend any unintended hurts.

Y/n remained wide awake in her crib, nestled amidst her favorite stuffed animals, her small face etched with a mixture of concern and anticipation. The night dragged on slowly, the silence broken only by the occasional rustle of sheets and the ticking of the clock. Chris and Nick took turns checking on her, their hearts heavy with worry over Matt's prolonged absence.

"Still no word from him?" Nick asked quietly, peering into Y/n's room where Chris sat beside her crib.

Chris shook his head, his expression troubled. "Nothing. I don't understand why he hasn't come back or at least messaged us."