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SIX YEARS, ONE MOMENT. ─── Matt B. Sturniolo

#FEATURING… Matt sturniolo, and Y/n Alova

#SUMMARY . . . Matt has liked Y/N since sixth grade but never had the courage to tell her. Finally, he asks her out, nervous but sincere, and to his joy, she says yes, revealing she’d been waiting for him to ask all along

#CATEGORY . . . fluff!!!

#WC . . . 1.8k

#SONG OF CHOICE . . . Just the way you are by Bruno Mars.

I’ve known Matt Sturniolo for as long as I can remember. Our friendship started in the neighborhood park’s sandbox, where we spent endless afternoons building castles and laughing until we could barely breathe. As we grew older, our bond only deepened, but I always sensed something more in the way he looked at me—something he never said out loud. Matt was my best friend, my partner in crime, the person who could turn my worst day around with a single smile. Yet, a part of me wondered if he was afraid to say what I sometimes felt in the air between us.

High school was a blur of shared moments. We went to school dances together, cheered each other on at games and events, and had countless late-night talks that stretched into the early morning. But despite the closeness, Matt never crossed the invisible line of friendship. It was maddening at times, especially when I caught myself imagining what it would be like if he did. He was the person I turned to when life got overwhelming, yet he was also the one who unknowingly made my heart ache with hope.

Now, with senior prom just around the corner, something felt different. Matt had called me earlier, his voice unusually serious as he asked to meet at our favorite park bench. He sounded nervous, which only made my heart race in anticipation. Was this finally it?

When I arrived, Matt was already there, holding a small bouquet of daisies—my favorite. His face lit up when he saw me, but there was an undeniable tension in his posture.

“Hey, Matt,” I greeted, smiling as I approached. “You sounded so serious on the phone. What’s going on?”

He shifted on his feet, his hands gripping the flowers tightly. “Hey, Y/n. Thanks for coming.”

I sat down beside him, studying his expression. “Of course. Are you okay? You look nervous.”

He took a deep breath and turned to face me. “Y/n, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time.” He handed me the daisies, his hands trembling slightly. My heart skipped a beat.

“I like you,” he said, his voice steady despite the obvious effort it took. “I’ve liked you for as long as I can remember, and I’ve been too scared to say anything because I didn’t want to ruin what we have. But I can’t keep it to myself anymore. You’re my best friend, Y/n, but I want us to be more than that. If you feel the same way, I’d really like to take you to prom as more than just friends.”

For a moment, I was too stunned to speak. My mind raced, trying to process his words. Was this really happening? Then, a grin broke across my face, and I couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Matt, you’re such an idiot,” I said, shaking my head. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that?”

His eyes widened. “Wait, what?”

“I like you too,” I admitted, feeling my cheeks heat up. “I’ve been too scared to say anything for the same reasons. But yes, I’d love to go to prom with you. And yes, I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

The relief and joy on his face were unmistakable. He let out a laugh, his smile brighter than I’d ever seen. “Really? You mean it?”

I nodded, stepping closer to him. “Really.”

Before I could say anything else, he leaned in, and our lips met in a gentle, hesitant kiss. My heart raced as I kissed him back, the world around us fading away. It was everything I’d hoped for and more, a moment that felt like it had been years in the making. When we finally pulled away, I couldn’t stop smiling, and neither could he.

We stayed at the park for hours that day, talking and laughing like we always did but with an added layer of vulnerability and joy. The sun set behind us, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange as we made our way home, hand in hand. Everything felt new and exciting, as if the world had shifted to make room for this new chapter in our lives.

The days that followed were nothing short of magical. Matt and I spent hours talking about everything—how long we’d kept our feelings hidden, the moments when we had almost said something, and the dreams we now shared. Prom night came, and it was like a scene from a fairytale. Matt showed up in a sharp suit, holding another bouquet of daisies, and the way he looked at me made my heart flutter. I wore a dress that I knew he’d love, and the look in his eyes when he saw me made every minute of preparation worth it.

At prom, we danced to every song, our laughter mingling with the music. There was something surreal about being there together, surrounded by our classmates but feeling like we were the only two people in the room. When the slow songs played, he held me close, his arms wrapped around me as if he never wanted to let go. In those moments, I felt like I was living a dream I never wanted to wake up from.

But it wasn’t just prom night that made everything special. It was the small, quiet moments—the way Matt would grab my hand when no one was looking, the way his eyes lit up when he saw me in the morning, and the way he made me feel like the most important person in the world. Being with Matt felt natural, like coming home after a long journey. It was as if everything in our lives had been leading up to this, to us.

As summer approached, we started making plans for the future. College, road trips, and all the adventures we wanted to have together. We talked about visiting our favorite places from childhood, like the park where it all started, and exploring new destinations we’d dreamed about. Each plan we made felt like a promise, a declaration of the life we wanted to build together.

One afternoon, as we sat beneath the old oak tree in the park, Matt took my hand and traced circles on my palm. “Do you ever think about where we’ll be in ten years?” he asked, his voice soft but full of hope.

I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder. “All the time. I see us happy, wherever we are. Maybe with a little house, a dog, and too many pictures on the walls.”

“And daisies,” he added with a grin. “Lots of daisies.”

“Of course,” I laughed. “Always daisies.”

Those moments, simple yet profound, reminded me of why I fell for Matt in the first place. He wasn’t just my boyfriend; he was my best friend, my confidant, and the person who knew me better than anyone else. Every day with him felt like a gift, a new chapter in our story.

As the summer days turned into nights, we spent hours beneath the stars, talking about our dreams and fears. We made a pact to always communicate, to never let fear keep us from being honest with each other again. It felt like the start of something unbreakable, a love that would weather any storm.

By the time fall came and we prepared to head off to college, I knew that no matter where life took us, Matt and I would always find our way back to each other. We packed up our lives with the promise of weekly calls, visits during the holidays, and handwritten letters. As we stood on the threshold of a new adventure, we didn’t see it as a goodbye but as the beginning of something even greater.

The transition to college was daunting, but Matt and I tackled it with determination. We video-called each other almost every night, updating each other on classes, new friends, and life in general. On weekends when we could, we’d meet halfway between our campuses, spending hours exploring small towns or simply enjoying each other’s company. Those visits became my anchor in the whirlwind of college life.

On one of those weekends, we found a small coffee shop tucked away in a quiet corner of a bustling city. It became our secret spot, a place where we could escape the pressures of school and just be together. Over cups of coffee and shared pastries, we talked about everything—from our dreams for the future to silly memories from our childhood. It felt like time stood still in that little shop, the world outside fading into a blur.

As the years passed, Matt and I grew even closer. We faced challenges together, from difficult classes to the uncertainty of what lay beyond college. Yet, through it all, our love only deepened. We celebrated each other’s victories, no matter how small, and supported each other through setbacks. It was during those years that I realized just how much Matt meant to me—not just as a boyfriend, but as a partner in every sense of the word.

One summer evening, as we sat on the rooftop of my apartment building, watching the city lights twinkle below, Matt took my hand. “Y/n,” he began, his voice soft but steady. “I know we’re still figuring things out, but there’s one thing I’m absolutely sure of—I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at him, my heart swelling with love. “Matt,” I whispered, “I feel the same way. Always.”

From that moment on, our future felt even brighter. We began planning not just for the next few years, but for a lifetime together. The thought of building a life with Matt filled me with a sense of joy and contentment I’d never known before.

By the time we graduated, we knew we wanted to take the next step. We found a cozy apartment in the city, filling it with mismatched furniture, plants, and, of course, plenty of daisies. Our home became a reflection of us—imperfect but full of love and laughter.

Life wasn’t always easy. There were times when work got stressful, or when we disagreed about something trivial. But no matter what, we always found our way back to each other, holding onto the love that had brought us together in the first place. Each challenge we faced only made us stronger, reinforcing the bond we’d built over the years.

Looking back, it’s incredible to think about how far we’ve come—from two kids playing in a sandbox to partners building a life together. Matt is still my best friend, my confidant, and the person who makes me laugh when I need it most. And as I sit here, reflecting on our journey, I know that our story is far from over. With Matt by my side, I’m ready for whatever comes next.

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i love you cas baby. kisses muah

happy new year !!

with starting this account at the end of march 2024, i was nervous as fuck coming into a community as big as it is, but im so entirely thankful and honoured to be welcomed into the sturniolo fandom so warmly. each and every one of you have been so kind towards me, and i’ll never be able to put it into words how grateful i am to get the praise and love i’ve received with my writings.

i’ve made some amazing friends here, and even became mutuals with writers who i love so fucking much like its insane.. you’re all so incredible talented and fucking amazing.

here’s to 2025🤍 sooo happy to be going into it with all of you. stay safe, stay healthy, and take one day at a time. love you !

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@mattsdolll @mattsslvtt @ovrour + many others !! thank you thank you thank you. i love you.

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merry christmas babies!!!

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ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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YALL, OMFG. (creds to owner)

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yes yes ofcourse sweethearttt 🩷

FLUFFMAS DAY 21/22: chris realizes he does want to get married

seeing his gf as a bridesmaid makes him realize that maybe getting married wouldn’t be so bad

wc: 1.1k

lmk if u wanna be tagged 🫶🏻

a/n: so sry this didn’t get out yesterday i was super busy 😭

dividers by the lovely @bernardsbendystraws

chris’s POV:

I had never understood the hype around weddings, or even the need for them honestly. It all seemed like too much fuss and stress for one day, and if I wanted to spend the rest of my life with someone I didn’t need to declare it in front of hundreds of people that I didn’t really like.

But when Y/N asked me to be her date to her friend’s wedding, where she was a bridesmaid, I couldn’t say no. Not to her. Even if I didn't enjoy weddings or having to get all dressed up I was gonna go and pretend to have fun because I knew it would make her happy.

On the day of the wedding I showed up to the venue a little early so I could find her before the ceremony began. I texted her telling her where I was so she could come find me, knowing I would get lost looking for her on my own.

“Chris!” I heard her call from behind me and when I turned to her my jaw fell in shock. I had seen her dressed up before but not like this and I was in awe of how gorgeous she looked. I stood frozen, staring at her as she walked up to me laughing, “Hi handsome” she smiled.

“I am the luckiest man alive” I smiled as I gently grabbed her waist, pulling her close to me, “You look absolutely stunning baby.” I smiled at her. “Thank you love” she blushed, “you clean up pretty nice handsome.” She said as she adjusted my tie. “Only for you” I winked, “As much as I would love to stay with your corny ass I do have bridesmaids duties I gotta get to so I’ll see you in a bit.” She said as she kissed me before heading off.

I managed to find a seat with some of Y/N’s friends that I had met a few times and caught up with them while we waited for the ceremony to start. Once the ceremony began my eyes were immediately locked on Y/N as she gracefully walked down the aisle with one of the groomsmen.

She was carrying a small bouquet of flowers in her hand and her smile brightened when we locked eyes across the rows of people. Throughout the entire ceremony my eyes never left her. In their vows the couple talked about their love for each other and how they couldn’t wait for the start of the rest of their lives.

Listening to their vows as I watched Y/N I knew she was it for me, as I saw her smile at her friend, her eyes flicking to mine for a moment, I wondered how I had ever not known I wanted to marry her. She could have a fancy castle wedding with a thousand people if she wanted, and I would be there with a smile on my face, grateful to be loved by her.

We spent the rest of the night dancing and laughing with her friends under twinkly lights that made her eyes glow. “You are so beautiful.” I said quietly as she wrapped her arms around my neck as we swayed to a slow song. “Thank you my love.” She smiled, kissing me gently. Her glowing presence captivated all of my attention.

The next day I found a jewelry store and with the help of her best friend I found a beautiful ring that I hoped she would love. When I came home, the ring tucked in my pocket, she was still asleep in bed. “Morning pretty” I whispered as I laid back down next to her, pushing her hair out of her face.

“Mhm, morning” she whispered, half asleep, “I brought you coffee and your favorite muffin” I smiled, knowing she’d wake up. “Food” she said as she stuck her hand out, eyes still shut, “kiss first” I teased as she slowly opened her eyes. “No gross I have morning breath” she groaned, hiding her face, “and I don’t give a flying fuck” I laughed as I leaned over, kissing her gently before handing her her food.

I laid with her as she slowly woke up, with the help of her coffee and muffin, “We got plans today, I need you to put on one of your pretty sundresses and be ready in two hours.” I told her, “What are we doing?” She asked, “that’s for me to know and you to find out baby.”

Once she was dressed and ready I took her to a secluded spot on the beach, “What are we doing Chris?” She asked, confused. “Well I know the beach is your favorite place so I figured this was the perfect spot” I smiled at her confusion, “perfect spot for what?” She asked, laughing.

“To ask you to spend forever with me” I smiled as I got on one knee, pulling the small velvet box out of my pocket. “Chris?” She said in shock, her hand flying to her face to cover her bright smile.

“Y/N, I have spent the last three years of my life having the pleasure of loving you and being loved by you. You have become my favorite person and everyday I learn something new about you that makes me fall even more in love with you. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, inside and out, and when I saw you standing at that altar yesterday I knew I would be an idiot if I didn’t marry you. Nothing in this world would make me happier than spending the rest of my life with you so Y/N, will you marry me baby?” I asked, smiling up at her through tears.

“Yes! Oh my god! Yes I’ll marry you Chris!” She said as she choked through tears while I slid the ring on her finger, wrapping my arms around her waist as she clung to me. “Oh my god! I love you so much, holy shit!” She laughed in disbelief as I held her tight against me.

Nick, Matt, and her best friend burst into cheers, as she turned to them, smiling in shock. “I knew you wanted someone to take pictures and I figured who better than Nick?” I smiled as she wiped her tears. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you Chris.” She smiled as I kissed her, her lips pulled up into a smile against mine.

And even though I always said I would never cry at my wedding, when I watched her walk down the aisle towards me, I couldn’t help it .

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what. the. actual. fuck. my heart is like complete. this shit is so fucking cute, i hope both sides of ur pillows are cold at night when u sleep

FLUFFMAS DAY 21/22: chris realizes he does want to get married

seeing his gf as a bridesmaid makes him realize that maybe getting married wouldn’t be so bad

wc: 1.1k

lmk if u wanna be tagged 🫶🏻

a/n: so sry this didn’t get out yesterday i was super busy 😭

dividers by the lovely @bernardsbendystraws

chris’s POV:

I had never understood the hype around weddings, or even the need for them honestly. It all seemed like too much fuss and stress for one day, and if I wanted to spend the rest of my life with someone I didn’t need to declare it in front of hundreds of people that I didn’t really like.

But when Y/N asked me to be her date to her friend’s wedding, where she was a bridesmaid, I couldn’t say no. Not to her. Even if I didn't enjoy weddings or having to get all dressed up I was gonna go and pretend to have fun because I knew it would make her happy.

On the day of the wedding I showed up to the venue a little early so I could find her before the ceremony began. I texted her telling her where I was so she could come find me, knowing I would get lost looking for her on my own.

“Chris!” I heard her call from behind me and when I turned to her my jaw fell in shock. I had seen her dressed up before but not like this and I was in awe of how gorgeous she looked. I stood frozen, staring at her as she walked up to me laughing, “Hi handsome” she smiled.

“I am the luckiest man alive” I smiled as I gently grabbed her waist, pulling her close to me, “You look absolutely stunning baby.” I smiled at her. “Thank you love” she blushed, “you clean up pretty nice handsome.” She said as she adjusted my tie. “Only for you” I winked, “As much as I would love to stay with your corny ass I do have bridesmaids duties I gotta get to so I’ll see you in a bit.” She said as she kissed me before heading off.

I managed to find a seat with some of Y/N’s friends that I had met a few times and caught up with them while we waited for the ceremony to start. Once the ceremony began my eyes were immediately locked on Y/N as she gracefully walked down the aisle with one of the groomsmen.

She was carrying a small bouquet of flowers in her hand and her smile brightened when we locked eyes across the rows of people. Throughout the entire ceremony my eyes never left her. In their vows the couple talked about their love for each other and how they couldn’t wait for the start of the rest of their lives.

Listening to their vows as I watched Y/N I knew she was it for me, as I saw her smile at her friend, her eyes flicking to mine for a moment, I wondered how I had ever not known I wanted to marry her. She could have a fancy castle wedding with a thousand people if she wanted, and I would be there with a smile on my face, grateful to be loved by her.

We spent the rest of the night dancing and laughing with her friends under twinkly lights that made her eyes glow. “You are so beautiful.” I said quietly as she wrapped her arms around my neck as we swayed to a slow song. “Thank you my love.” She smiled, kissing me gently. Her glowing presence captivated all of my attention.

The next day I found a jewelry store and with the help of her best friend I found a beautiful ring that I hoped she would love. When I came home, the ring tucked in my pocket, she was still asleep in bed. “Morning pretty” I whispered as I laid back down next to her, pushing her hair out of her face.

“Mhm, morning” she whispered, half asleep, “I brought you coffee and your favorite muffin” I smiled, knowing she’d wake up. “Food” she said as she stuck her hand out, eyes still shut, “kiss first” I teased as she slowly opened her eyes. “No gross I have morning breath” she groaned, hiding her face, “and I don’t give a flying fuck” I laughed as I leaned over, kissing her gently before handing her her food.

I laid with her as she slowly woke up, with the help of her coffee and muffin, “We got plans today, I need you to put on one of your pretty sundresses and be ready in two hours.” I told her, “What are we doing?” She asked, “that’s for me to know and you to find out baby.”

Once she was dressed and ready I took her to a secluded spot on the beach, “What are we doing Chris?” She asked, confused. “Well I know the beach is your favorite place so I figured this was the perfect spot” I smiled at her confusion, “perfect spot for what?” She asked, laughing.

“To ask you to spend forever with me” I smiled as I got on one knee, pulling the small velvet box out of my pocket. “Chris?” She said in shock, her hand flying to her face to cover her bright smile.

“Y/N, I have spent the last three years of my life having the pleasure of loving you and being loved by you. You have become my favorite person and everyday I learn something new about you that makes me fall even more in love with you. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, inside and out, and when I saw you standing at that altar yesterday I knew I would be an idiot if I didn’t marry you. Nothing in this world would make me happier than spending the rest of my life with you so Y/N, will you marry me baby?” I asked, smiling up at her through tears.

“Yes! Oh my god! Yes I’ll marry you Chris!” She said as she choked through tears while I slid the ring on her finger, wrapping my arms around her waist as she clung to me. “Oh my god! I love you so much, holy shit!” She laughed in disbelief as I held her tight against me.

Nick, Matt, and her best friend burst into cheers, as she turned to them, smiling in shock. “I knew you wanted someone to take pictures and I figured who better than Nick?” I smiled as she wiped her tears. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you Chris.” She smiled as I kissed her, her lips pulled up into a smile against mine.

And even though I always said I would never cry at my wedding, when I watched her walk down the aisle towards me, I couldn’t help it .

tags🫶🏻: @bernardsbendystraws @colorthecosmos444 @sturnihoelooo @endereies @matts-myloverboy @hoes4matthew @sturniololuv08 @emely9274 @obsessionsarenotfortheweak @lovergirl4gracieabrams @conspiracy-ash @h3arts4harry @17twelch17 @iluvchriswglasses @prettyybunnyy

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#update : WE’RE BACK TGGG WOOOOOO

guys, i texted my ex telling him i missed him, but he doesn’t have his phone so idk if he’ll ever see it. 🙁 i js want my sweet boy back guys

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this so fucking adorable.

texts with bf!matt 𐙚 ₊˚⊹

warnings suggestive, use of pet names

© mattscoquette

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. ⋆˚꩜｡ bf!matt my cutie patootie :)))) i love doing these texts sm

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so cutsieeee🥹

♡ christmas with matt ♡

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws

therealy/n made a post

liked by matthew.sturniolo, nicolassturniolo & 435k others

therealy/n merry christmas from me and my sweet boy 🤍

matthew.sturniolo merry christmas baby

nicolassturniolo SO GOSH DANG CUTE

christophersturniolo get a room

matthew.sturniolo 🖕🏻

nathandoe8 victoria’s secret?

therealy/n matt has good taste

matthew.sturniolo you have good taste 👅

nicolassturniolo MATTHEW

fakejustincarey matt looks like he enjoys that tree more than you

tarayummyy OMG trevor!!!

jakewebber8 look at that cutie pie

madifilipowicz i want some of those cookies 🤤

a/n: it's getting so close to christmas and i couldn't wait to post this!! i hope you all have a wonderful holiday!!

masterlist

love you all to the stars, cece ★

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ME NEXT !!!

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this is so cutesyyy !!

⌞ಇ.⌝ ׂׂૢ sweetgirlblog ׂׂૢ genevieve ಇ. ❛ ur ‘ fav 𝐻𝐼𝒮𝒫𝒜𝒩𝐼𝒞 ᴰᴿᴱᴬᴹ doll ₊˚ෆ

⎯⎯ i mean. 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒. a. normal. person. 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓁𝓎. ⎯⎯ would’ve. let. that. go. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ⠀ೀ. ⠀𝒮𝐸𝒱𝐸𝒩𝒯𝐸𝐸𝒩. ⎯⎯ masterlist. taglist.

જ⁀➴ 🅁🄴🄲🄴🄽🅃 🅆🄾🅁🄺. WIP

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if you don’t like what I write, how, or whom I write about then don’t fucking read it, Nor hate. It’s not tolerated.

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your theme is absolutely gorgeous

thank u babyy !!🩵

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CRUISIN’ AFTER DARK. ─── Chris O. Sturniolo

#FEATURING . . . Chris Sturniolo, gf!reader

#SUMMARY . . . Excited about his new driver’s license, Chris asks Y/N to join him on a late-night drive. Under the stars, they share music, laughter, and quiet conversations, turning the spontaneous adventure into a cherished memory.

#CATEGORY . . . fluff!!!!

#WC . . . 0.7k

# SONG OF CHOICE . . . Cruisin’ to the park by Durand Jones and The Indications.

The summer evening air was warm and soft, filled with the faint scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. I was sprawled across my bed, idly flipping through a magazine, when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached over, squinting at the screen. It was a text from Chris.

sweet boy🤍: “Hi sweet girl, I Got my license today. Wanna go for a drive tonight?”

A grin spread across my face. Chris had been talking about this moment for months, counting down the days until he could finally drive on his own. I typed back quickly.

Me: “Congrats!! When should I be ready?”

sweet boy🤍: “I’ll pick you up at 10, sweet girl. Be ready to cruise.”

By the time 10 PM rolled around, I was waiting on my front porch, dressed in my favorite hoodie and a pair of jeans. The quiet hum of crickets was interrupted by the low purr of an engine. Chris’s car pulled up to the curb, its headlights cutting through the darkness. He rolled down the window, his boyish grin as bright as ever.

“Hop in, pretty girl,” he said, leaning over to unlock the door.

I slid into the passenger seat, immediately noticing the faint smell of new car leather and the little air freshener dangling from the rearview mirror. Chris looked at me, his excitement barely contained. “Ready for an adventure, sweetheart?”

“Always,” I replied, buckling my seatbelt.

Chris navigated out of the neighborhood, his hands steady on the wheel. The streets were quiet, bathed in the soft glow of streetlights. I watched him as he drove, noticing the way his jaw tightened with concentration and how his eyes flicked between the road and the mirrors. It was endearing to see how seriously he took it.

“So, where are we going?” I asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Chris smirked. “You’ll see. Trust me, darling.”

We cruised through the town, past familiar landmarks that looked different under the veil of night. The world felt quieter, like it belonged only to us. After about twenty minutes, Chris turned onto a winding country road, the asphalt giving way to gravel. He rolled down the windows, and the cool night breeze rushed in, carrying with it the smell of wildflowers and dew.

“This is so nice, baby ,” I said, letting my hand float on the air outside the window.

“Just wait, sweet girl,” Chris said, his voice tinged with anticipation.

Finally, he pulled the car over at the top of a small hill and killed the engine. The sudden quiet was almost startling. Chris got out of the car and walked around to open my door. “C’mon, I want to show you something, angel.”

I followed him to the front of the car, where we leaned against the hood. The view was breathtaking. Below us stretched a wide-open field, illuminated by the pale light of the moon. The stars above were impossibly bright, scattered across the sky like diamonds on black velvet.

“Wow,” I breathed, staring up at the sky. “It’s beautiful.”

Chris turned to look at me, his expression soft. “I wanted to make tonight special, sweetheart,” he said. “I’ve been waiting to do this for so long, and I couldn’t imagine anyone else I’d rather share it with.”

I felt my cheeks flush. “You’re such a sap, Chris,” I teased, but my voice was gentle.

Chris laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Maybe. But it’s true, sweetheart.”

We stood there for a while, talking about everything and nothing, the world around us fading into the background. The night felt infinite, as if it stretched on just for us. When the chill started to creep in, Chris offered me his jacket, draping it over my shoulders like a knight offering his armor.

Eventually, we climbed back into the car, the drive back filled with laughter and the hum of the radio playing softly in the background. As we pulled up to my house, Chris turned to me, his eyes glinting in the dim light.

“Thanks for coming with me tonight, angel,” he said. “It meant a lot.”

I smiled, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “Anytime, sweet boy. Congrats again on your license. Tonight was perfect.”

As I walked up to my door, I turned back to see him watching me, his grin still firmly in place. I waved, and he waved back before driving off into the night. The stars seemed a little brighter as I slipped inside, my heart full and my mind replaying the night’s events. It was a drive I knew I’d never forget.

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guys, i texted my ex telling him i missed him, but he doesn’t have his phone so idk if he’ll ever see it. 🙁 i js want my sweet boy back guys

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holy. fucking. guacamole.

BITCHHHHHHHHHHHH THEY HEARD MY PRAYERS

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new fic out now!