Matthew Sturniolo Imagines 2

season two of Favourite Uncles part '' 6

Chapter 2 !
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A few hours later, Y/n began to stir again, her face scrunching up as if she were about to cry. She whimpered softly, her small hands clutching at the blanket. It was clear she was having a bad dream.

Nick noticed first and gently shook Matt awake. "Matt, I think Y/n needs you."

Matt rubbed his eyes and immediately focused on Y/n. He could see the distress on her face and quickly moved to her side, gently lifting her into his arms. "Hey, hey, it's okay, Y/n. Uncle Matt's here," he whispered soothingly.

Y/n's eyes fluttered open, filled with tears, and she looked up at Matt, her small voice trembling. "Unca Matt... bad dweam."

Matt held her close, rocking her gently. "Shh, it's okay, sweetie. You're safe now. Uncle Matt's got you."

Chris and Nick watched with tender expressions, knowing how much Y/n relied on Matt for comfort. They admired how naturally Matt took to calming her down, his presence a soothing balm for her fears.

Y/n buried her face in Matt's chest, seeking the warmth and security she always found there. "Sewip, Unca Matt," she mumbled, her eyelids drooping once more.

Matt smiled softly. "Alright, let's get you back to sleep." He continued to rock her gently, humming a soft lullaby until her breathing evened out and she drifted off again.

Matt carefully laid Y/n back in her bed, making sure she was snugly tucked in. He stayed close by, sitting in a chair next to her, just in case she needed him again. Chris and Nick settled back into their own seats, the three of them forming a protective circle around Y/n.

As the night went on, the room remained peaceful, filled with the quiet sounds of Y/n's steady breathing and the occasional soft whisper from one of her uncles. They knew that whatever bad dreams or fears Y/n might face, they would always be there to chase them away, providing a safe haven of love and comfort.

In the quiet moments before dawn, Nick, Matt, and Chris shared a silent promise to always look out for Y/n, to be the uncles she could rely on no matter what. They knew that together, they could face anything, as long as they had each other.

Y/n stirred slightly in her sleep, a soft murmur escaping her lips. Matt noticed her restless movements and leaned in closer, his brows furrowing with concern. She settled for a moment, but then stirred again, this time more insistently.

"Looks like she's waking up again," Chris said softly, watching from his chair.

Y/n's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Matt with a sleepy yet longing expression. "Milki," she mumbled, reaching out with her small hand.

Matt nodded, understanding immediately. "I'll get you some warm milk, sweetheart," he said gently. He carefully lifted Y/n into his arms, cradling her against his chest as he headed towards the small kitchenette in the hospital room.

Nick and Chris followed, watching as Matt expertly prepared a bottle of warm milk. He tested the temperature on his wrist, ensuring it was just right for Y/n. Once satisfied, he returned to the bed, sitting down and holding Y/n close.