𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 - 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

❦ jealous!christophe x reader - cringy ass smut ❦

(WHAT A FUCKIN SNACC 😩)

"(Y/n), 'ou know what's coming up next week, right?" Christophe asked me, looking down since I rested my head in his lap. I giggled and nodded.

"Of course, how could I forget?" He smiled in satisfaction, looking back at the tv. He asked me this question 24/7 every day, and I was used to it. He was making sure I wasn't forgetting what was happening next week, but I could never forget.

It was our two year anniversary. (Not wedding, dw, (Y/n) isn't ready for that...)

"Just making sure," he said, messing with the hair clip in my hair. I smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips, blushing, and then went back to his lap. But as I did that, my phone beeped and it was a message from Gregory.

'Do you know when we're meeting up? I can right now, I'm not busy.' The message read. I bit my lip and sighed inwardly.

'Well, I'll try meeting at yours in a bit. I'm with Christophe right now, but I can just say I'm busy!' I put my phone in my pocket and sat up.

"Babe, I have to go, but can we talk later? I have to babysit my cousin for my aunt since she got called in for work." I laughed nervously, hoping Christophe would believe me. He nodded his head and kissed my head, hugging me.

"Alright, just don't forget to call me," I hugged back, giving him a thumbs up. I smiled and rushed to Gregory's house.

Once I arrived, I rang the doorbell and he answer, giving me a large grin and letting me inside his house. He lead me to his bedroom and we started talking.

"Okay, so Christophe still doesn't have any idea what you're getting him for your anniversary, correct?" I nodded, getting a small smile and nod from Gregory. "That's good. I know you really want to get his something special since he's been so caring towards you these last two years."

"Of course, that's why I came to you." I smiled sheepishly and put a hand on neck. Gregory chuckled, getting up from his couch and grabbing a piece of paper.

"I wrote down a few things I thought he'd like, or that he mentioned to me before. I searched the prices of each things, some free and some not so much, and ranked their prices from lowest to highest.

The first one was an album of things that happened in the years that we've known each other, and the last one was a charm bracelet for both of us.

"Oh gosh, these are all so sweet. Thank you for helping me, Gregory!" I smiled and leaned on my tippy-toes to hug him, and he gladly hugged back.

Ding!

We heard from downstairs. It was the doorbell.

Gregory looked out his window and his eyes widened. I looked over myself and I saw Gregory. "Could've given me a warning," Gregor mumbled, rushing to his door. "(Y/n), take the paper and hide in the closet!" Gregory shoved me in the closet and ran downstairs.

The closet smelled like a light kind of lime and strawberries. I liked it, but I loved Christophe's vanilla smell even more. Just thinking of Christophe made me blush, so I covered my face in instinct.

"Why did 'ou take so long to answer ze fucking door?" I heard Christophe's sharp accent in the hallway and I could tell he was rolling his eyes.

"I was busy," Gregory replied, but his voice didn't sound as faint as Christophe's was a second ago so I could tell they were already inside his room.

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As the two boys entered Gregory's room, Gregory prayed that there were no signs of (Y/n) here. He really didn't want Christophe to jump to conclusions.