sturniolo triplets x short n sweet

taste (matt)

in which chris sturniolo, y/n's ex boyfriend, quickly moves on after the pair's split. she decides that it's her turn to move on, and she's got the perfect person in mind.

"she'll just have to taste me when he's kissing her"

"i can't believe that chris already moved to the next girl," i said to nick. because chris moved out late last year to attend college, and i am no longer dating him, most of the information i get about him is through social media. "why would he bring her in public? we're gonna get swarmed anytime we hangout in public with questions about why you guys broke up or who she is," nick said, proving a pretty good point. you know, now that he pointed it out, i didn't really look at who the new girl even was. i was just in so much shock when i read the tmz article that i didn't bother to look at the girl's face to try and figure out her identity. i open my phone and return to the article, scrolling for the pictures i had just seen. "what are you doing, y/n?" nick asks, with a confused look on his face. i hear him, but stay silent and focused on getting back to the picture and identifying chris' new girl. i finally find the photo at the bottom of the article, and as i zoom into it, my heart drops. i drop my phone and begin to sob. its b/s/f/n. his new girl is b/s/f/n.

"y/n, what's wrong? please, tell me what's wrong," nick says, softer than his usual tone. he holds me as i try to stop my tears to tell him. "chris is dating b/s/f/n, nick! my best friend is dating my ex and i'm finding out through paparazzi photos! she didn't even have the decency to tell me that she had feelings for him, let alone go in public holding hands with him!" i shout, emotion erupting from every word. nick holds me tightly as i cry into his chest, whispering to me softly, "it'll be okay, y/n, i promise. everything is going to be okay. i'll help you fix this, i promise." nick sits quietly, rubbing soothing circles on my back with his hand and holding one of my hands with the other.

just as i start to calm down, i jump at the sound of the front door opening. "it's okay y/n, it's just matt," nick says as matt approaches the living room. "hey guys, i'm home!" matt shouts, walking into the living room. he looks at me and nick, extremely worried. "y/n, what's wrong? why have you been crying?" matt says, softening his facial expressions and tone. i tell nick to head to his room and i'll tell matt everything. it was pretty late and i didn't want to bother nick all night long knowing that he had an early meeting tomorrow. 

matt grabs me a water out of the fridge and a blanket and takes a seat on the couch next to me, letting me lie down and lay my head in his lap. he starts to play with my hair, knowing that's exactly what will help me calm down. "tell me everything," matt says, "don't spare me any details." i tell him everything that i've seen about chris and b/s/f/n and the tmz articles. as i'm explaining, he's rubbing my shoulders soothingly and making my emotions feel acceptable. "i just feel so stupid, i thought that he would be more mature than that. i knew that we had no chance of ever getting back together, but he could've approached it in a more adult way," i say, sitting up as i criss cross my legs to face matt. "absolutely. he's just childish, y/n. that's why you two didn't work out. even though you're younger than him, you've always been more formal and sophisticated," matt says. "thank you, matt," i say, smiling gently at him. "no need to thank me, honey, that's what i'm here for," matt replies, running his fingers through his messy hair.

"looks like it's almost time for a haircut, matty," i say, reaching my hand out and fluffing the boy's long, loose curls. "haha, very funny, y/n. i already have one booked for tomorrow afternoon," he replies, grabbing my hand off of his head and holding it. "just trying to lighten up the mood," i say. matt and i begin to laugh as i say, "you know what, matt, she'll just have to taste me when he's kissing her." matt and i fall to the floor, laughing our asses off. we continue laughing as matt replies, "you know you and her now have the same most recent kiss, right?" my jaw drops, realizing that matt is in fact correct, "ugh, i would not like that to be the case for much longer," i respond. as i sit up, continuing to giggle, matt sits up and leans closer to me, lightly cupping my cheek with his hand. "would you like me to fix that for you?" matt whispers, his face dipping closer to mine. instead of responding, i close the gap between us and kiss him. his hand still cups my cheek lightly as he reciprocates the kiss. it's soft and gentle, a kind of kiss that i've always wanted but never had. even with his tongue exploring my mouth, its somehow still full of love instead of lust. i pull away, a large smile approaching both mine and matt's face. 

"would you like to spend the night in my room," matt asks, and of course i say yes. i go to grab the clothes that i bought, but matt stops me, scooping me off of my feet and carrying me bridal style and we both begin giggling as he walks to his room. he places me down gently onto his bed and hands me one of his hoodies and one of the spare pairs of panties that i've kept here since becoming closer with the triplets. i go into the bathroom attached to his room, change, and then join matt under the covers. "we can talk about what the future has in store for us in the morning. it's pretty late and i'm pretty tired," matt says, yawning once he's done speaking. "yeah, let's talk specifics and whatever in the morning. for now, just hold me, please," i say, moving myself into matt's embrace. "of course, pretty girl," matt responds, wrapping his arms not too tightly around me. we both fall asleep in the embrace of each other, not knowing what's in store for tomorrow.