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if dealer!chris ever hurt crybaby (burnt her with a cigarette on accident) what would his initial reaction be

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you're in chris's room, everything dim and warm and quiet as you curl into his side, picking at a thread on the hem of your sweater while he flicks his lighter open and shut. the cherry of the cigarette glows soft between his fingers as he talks, voice low and lazy.

you lean forward to grab your lip balm off the nightstand, and that's when it happens: a small movement, a sharp hiss, and the cigarette brushing the soft skin of your upper arm.

you jerk back with a startled gasp, eyes already glassing over as the sting blooms. chris freezes at the same time, almost as startled as you. and then everything happens fast.

"oh—fuck. baby."

the cigarette falls forgotten into the ashtray with a quiet hiss before he's reaching for you, but it feels like his hands are suddenly too big, too rough, fumbling to grab your arm as gently as he can. his thumb ghosts over the tiny red spot like he's scared touching it will make it worse.

"you okay? did i—shit, i didn't see you movin'—" his voice is strained, shaky, already cracking with guilt.

you're just too quiet, staring at the burn with trembling lips as you blink quickly, your boyfriend recognizing that as your way of trying to keep tears at bay.

"aw, sweetheart, no, no, no—don't cry, baby, please—shit, c'mere." he tugs you into his lap, cradling you like you're made of glass. one hand comes down to rest on your waist, the other carefully cupping the injured arm like it's the most delicate thing he's ever held.

he kisses your temple, cheek, and your shoulder over and over like he can kiss the pain away.

"m'sorry, i'm so sorry. didn't mean it, baby.. my baby, my pretty girl. i wasn't payin' attention—goddamn cigarette shoulda never been near you—"

you don't say anything in response, but a sniffle leaves you as he takes in your wide, watery eyes, and the way you cling to his hoodie like he's somehow still your safe place.

chris shushes you quietly, pressing his mouth to your hair. "shh, shh, i got you. gonna take care of it, okay? gonna fix it. lemme see it, honey. just for a sec," he insists when you initially shake your head, lower lip pouted out in a way that breaks his heart.

he grabs a water bottle from the mini fridge in his room before pressing the cold plastic gently against the mark on your arm, nodding his head like he understands when you immediately begin to whine and squirm.

"i know it stings, 'm right here," he murmurs softly, noting the way his quiet coos begin to make you settle. "there y'go, that's my girl.."

he knows you need some sort of ointment on the burn, but at the sight of your current state, he decides against it for now. instead, he wraps you up in a blanket before setting you in his lap like you can't possibly sit anywhere else. every couple of seconds, he checks the mark again like it might've gotten worse while he wasn't looking.

"does it still hurt, baby?" he asks quietly. "wanna ice it more? want me to kiss it again?"

he watches as you nod, pouty and sniffling, and he can't help but melt, the fact that you still need him drawing out some of the tension in his chest.

"i'd never hurt you on purpose," he whispers, brushing your hair out of your face. "y'know that, right? you're my girl. s'posed to protect you."

he holds you tighter when you hiccup a tiny "i know," into his chest.

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I desperately need boxer matt smut

me too tbh

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i love you so much binnie i dont know what id do if u quit

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stop, i love u !! i don't plan on quitting (even if i disappear for a few days lol)

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dealer chris loves future, i just know it okayyy??

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i agree !

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lowk envisioned dealer chris and crybaby reader as 'rather lie' by playboi carti and the weeknd

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i can see this! it's cool because every pairing can have such a variety that would fit them and especially if you're looking at it from chris's pov or crybaby!reader's or just in a general sense :)

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Can u do smth like boxer matt having to go to the hospital the day after a fight because it got bad and reader is frustrated with the doctors cs they think shes abusing him.

i fear matt would either laugh in their faces or beat the shit out of everyone in the room who suggested that sunny would (or could) hurt him lol

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me catching up on asks to distract you guys from the fact that i'm rewriting the entire new chapter of the boxer!matt au i had done bc i hate it

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LMAO I HATE ADDISON RAE'S MUSIC LOLLLLL

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i don't listen to her either, but i do like diet pepsi. and it's definitely dealer!chris and crybaby!reader coded tbh

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https://pin.it/3Ht4UwKjb boxer matt and sunny ( i send first without the anon shhh ignore it

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LOL no it definitely is, and matt's just lowkey happy she actually remembered to eat something today

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what does sunny work at?

she's currently in college, but she also job shadows teachers (since this is what she wants to do) and because she needs pretty flexible hours, she just works at a little cafe on campus.

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what happened at boxer!matt’s fight last night? did sunny attend? did he win? any injuries?

this will be in the newest chapter :)

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i wanna see dealer chris get into like a real bad situation, not like life threatening, but maybe a deal gone wrong and reader is like "oh 😃" bc it's easy to forget sometimes that that life is not all sunshine and rainbows y'know

"five minutes, promise," chris had said, leaning over to nudge your nose with his. "just chill. you can pick the music while you wait."

you nod eagerly, cheeks warm and your hands tucked into the sleeves of your oversized cardigan as you adjust the aux and pick something soft and dreamy. you like the fact that it doesn't match the sketchy street you're currently parked on or the way chris disappears into the alley with his hood up.

it doesn't even cross your mind to worry. you're thinking about what kind of treat you should bake for your boyfriend later, if he might prefer cookies over brownies, and what kind. you think he'd like chocolate chip, but you do remember the time you'd made snickerdoodles and he'd pretended not to like them but stole a couple off the plate later on.

ten minutes pass. then fifteen.

and then—

you flinch when the door yanks open. chris slides in, breathing hard, but not panicked. not quite. his hoodie is pulled low, your gaze sliding down to his hand, which is... bleeding.

"oh," you breathe softly, eyes a little wider than before. "chris... your hand."

he doesn't look at you right away. instead, he starts the car, twisting the key into the ignition. "s'nothin'."

you blink, your gaze dropping further to his lap where the torn roll of bills sits like it had been shoved there in a hurry. his sleeve is ripped at the seam, and there's a scratch on his cheek. the radio is still playing softly, the instruments humming low in your ears, only now it's not quite as comforting as before.

"...did someone hurt you?" you ask after a pause, genuinely confused.

chris scoffs under his breath, shifting gears. "nah, i'm fine. just a dumb kid tryin' to act tough."

your head tilts. "did you... get in a fight?"

a beat.

then, quietly, "yeah. kinda."

you blink again. your mouth opens, then closes. you look at him like you're trying to do a math problem but keep getting the answer wrong.

"oh..."

slowly, you sit back against the seat, staring at the windshield. you don't cry, and you're not angry. you're just... processing.

because in your head, being a dealer means chris is cool and mysterious and good with his hands. it means he buys you silly things and stays out late and kisses your neck when he makes his quiet returns. you don't think about fists or torn sleeves or blood on the steering wheel.

after a moment, you glance at his hands again. "did it hurt?" you ask, voice small and curious.

chris glances at you, and then down at his knuckles before shrugging. "not really. 'm used to it."

"oh," you say again.

the car is quiet again, your fingers twisting into the hem of your sweater. "i thought your job was like, just talking to people and... you know. like business stuff. not..." you struggle to find the right words, and chris raises an eyebrow.

"not getting punched in the face?"

you blink. "well, yeah."

your boyfriend huffs a dry laugh, but it isn't mean. one hand leaves the steering wheel in favor of reaching over to rest his hand on your thigh gently.

"y'forget sometimes, huh?"

you nod, eyes still a little wide though you find comfort in his touch. "i guess so," you admit a bit sheepishly.

to you, the reality of his job wasn't real—not until right now anyway. and even now, you're not sure you know how to be scared. you just know there's a little crack in the version of chris that you see. the one who's invincible and handles everything that goes wrong with ease.

you're not crying, but you almost wonder if you should be.

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When would you say the boxer Matt fic will drop I’m just to exciteddddddd

i promise i haven't disappeared. every time i have a plan for a chapter to drop, something happens and i get super busy. :/

i have half the chapter written right now, going to keep working on it. i don't want to promise when i'll have it up, but it'll be soon.

i'm so sorry for making you guys wait tbh, but life happens :/ i'm also just super careful with this au and what i'm putting out because i do want it to be perfect. i don't want to drop anything half-assed.

but thank you for being patient and excited <3

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um.. hi

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as i'm writing the next part of the boxer!matt au, i'm thinking it might end up being a little long? so would you guys rather have a bit of a long chapter or split it up into two parts?

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all this talk abt worms reminds me of that one line 'the early bird gets the worm'. (hint: matt is the early bird)

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LMAO all i can think of is matt being that meme like "early bird gets the word ahh" because of his strict routine

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ngl now that you said camilla looks like alexa demie...im starting to imagine her as kitty from sturnioz's fb!matt au

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ooh, did she say that was the physical inspo of kitty? or did you draw that comparison? that's super interesting, and i can see the similarities personality wise as far as being super confident !!

thankfully kitty is an outspoken queen while camilla is.. well