secret - Chris Sturniolo
summary: chris wants to keep your relationship a secret from the fans, which means he is never around as much as he should be. this sparks an argument, where chris suggests that you 'should just leave.'
contains: angst, cocky!chris, crying, fluff, yelling, comforting.
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i lay in chris and i's bed, wrapped up comfortably in the thick sheets.
my head snaps up to look at chris as he swings open the door, he walks inside the room wearing a white tanktop and some black sweatpants.
"just gonna go film." he says vaguely before walking out of the room,
"chris- can i come!?" i call out,
"y/n, no. we talked about this" chris sighs, i get up out of bed and walk towards him,
"please- i don't have to be in it, i just haven't seen you for like a week." i say softly, chris shakes his head, practically discarding me.
"i see you every week, ill be gone for about two hours okay?" chris says blankly,
i feel my face grow hot with embarrassment, i feel like im practically begging for chris to want me, even though im his girlfriend. anger courses through my body, pushing me to my breaking point.
"why- why do you not care about me- or anything i have to say!" i raise my voice, pointing my fingers at chris's chest as i glare my eyes.
"you don't scare me y/n." chris chuckles, bringing my finger down from his chest.
"proves my fucking point! right there--!" i yell, chris just stares at me with a smug smile on his face.
"we agreed to keep us a secret-" chris starts, but i cut him off
"we both agreed to keep us a secret from your fans, not everyone else you've ever known! yes- i get it your fans will be mad but you're- your'e-" my voice breaks as i turn away from him
"don't be acting all pissy because i have a job and you don't." he raises his voice at me,
"excuse you?" i almost laugh,
"yeah, get a grip y/n, honestly." chris sighs, grabbing his phone and going to walk out.
"don't fucking leave-" i shout, "you're a horrible person chris-" i say, holding back floods of tears.
"maybe you're just being a sensitive little bitch?" chris says, the regret is prominent on his face as soon as those words leave his mouth.
"you're being- so mean-" my voice breaks, tears rolling down my flushed face.
"then leave- i'm actually done with you're bullshit, please leave." chris raises his voice.
i look up at him, "actually-?" i say through loud sobs,
he hesitates for a second before speaking, "i- i dont know- if you can handle me being popular then leave-"
"your ego is incredible you asshole-" i squeeze out, walking past him.
he grabs my chin and stops me in my tracks, his large hand clasped tight around my small chin. "excuse me?" he looks down at me,
"i'm going to find nick." i sigh loudly,
"no you're not." chris states,
"i thought we were done?" i say with a loud cry, i wipe my tears away quickly.
suddenly matt peeks his head through the door, "everything okay in here?" matt asks with concern clear on his face
“fuck off matt, genuinely.” chris raises his voice,
“dude, you’re making her cry-“ matt points out, his eyes locking with mine.
“and it’s none of your business, fuck off!” chris yells shakily at matt,
matt walks into the room angrily, pushing chris’s shoulder. chris let’s go of my chin, discarding me.
“you want my girl now?” chris almost laughs as he approaches matt,
“she’s literally like my little sister and i’ve known her my whole life- so god forbid i ask if she’s okay after i hear you scream at her through the walls!” matt grows angry,
“y/n can’t understand that the fans can’t know about me and her, that’s literally it- she’s just being ignorant, like always.” chris speaks as though i’m not here,
“sort your shit out chris.” matt mutters, pushing chris backwards before walking out of the room.
“i- i think i’m gonna go to matt’s room.” i whisper, barely audible.
“yeah- go fuck him while you’re at it.” chris says with a petty tone,
i let out a frustrated sigh before pushing his shoulder back with an angry sob.
“pathetic.” chris scoffs, “do it harder-“ he taunts,
i storm out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me with a loud bang.
i swing open the door to matt’s room, he’s sat at the edge of his bed on his phone.
“matt-“ i sniffle, matt looks up at me before standing up,
“hey- hey you okay?” matt asks frantically, his voice soft.
“i think chris just broke up with me-“ my voice breaks, matt wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.
“i’m sure he didn’t, he’s just upset right now, you think?” matt whispers into my hair,
i nod, “you can stay in my room tonight, i’ll get the spare mattress.” he suggests, i nod as tears continue to pour down my face.
“i hate him- ihatehimihatehimihatehim.” i sob, matt rubs my back,
“no you don’t, arguments are normal, it happens.” matt sighs.
“i do- hes so mean to me!” i bury my face into my hands.
“shh- sh it’s okay.” matt says, “are you in your pyjamas?” matt asks,
i nod, “okay- then let’s get out the mattress and you can get to sleep.” matt states.
he lets me go before tugging out the matress from under his bed, he throws a couple of blankets and pillows on it before handing me his pug stuffed animal,
“you want this for tonight?” matt asks with a small laugh, i grab the small pug stuffed animal before flopping down on the mattress on the floor.
matt’s always been like a big brother for me, he’s always cared about me so much.
matt bends down and covers me in the blankets, tucking me in. “try have a good sleep okay?” matt whispers, i nod with a small ‘thank you’.
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4:23am
i stir awake slowly, i sit up off the matress and look over at matt who’s fast asleep on the bed beside me.
i stand up before stumbling over to the door swiftly, the need to go to the bathroom is overwhelming.
i slowly creak open matt’s door and step out into the corridor.
my footsteps slap against the cold wood as i yawn loudly
i swing open the door to the bathroom, and i’m met with him.
chris.
he’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, scrolling on his phone. i turn on the warm light which illuminates the small bathroom.
“oh-“ i whisper, spinning back around and reaching for the door handle.
“no- no please come back-“ chris’s voice wobbles.
he’s wearing spider-man pyjama shorts, the same ones that i teased him for a couple weeks ago.
he’s got a thin white shirt on and his brunette hair is messed up completely, his eyes are bloodshot and swollen along with his puffy lips and pink cheeks.
he stands up, looking down at me. i can see the gears in his brain physically spinning as he tries to think of what to say.
“i-i’m sorry i’m still here- i was gonna pack up in the morning.” i break the silence with a couple deep breaths.
chris’s face drops, he buries his face into his hands with a shake of his head.
“i- i didn’t mean that- i was just so caught up in the heat of the moment and i really- really- don’t want to loose you.” chris starts, his eyes watering
“and i’m so sorry for taking you for granted. i love you more than anything, i love you more than anything ever.” chris’s voice breaks loudly, he goes silent as his body jolts up and down.
“are you crying?” i ask softly, he nods.
i don’t say anything, just wrapping my arms around him, he hugs me back weakly.
he buries his head into my shoulder, his soft hair covers half my face.
“and- i’m sorry for crying i just- don’t want you to think i’m only crying for sympathy i just feel really upset.” chris clarifies, i laugh softly,
“i know sweetheart,” i sigh,
“and— and- you don’t have to forgive me- ever— i said proper mean stuff to you.” chris’s voice trembles,
“i forgive you, i just want my old chris back, yeah?” i rub his back,
“you will get that- forever-“ chris sniffs.
we stand in the cold of the bathroom, his arms holding me tightly now, as though he’s afraid to let me go.
i stroke his hair lightly with my manicured nails,
“chris- i don’t mean to ruin this moment but i really really need to pee- that’s why i came in here—“
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Chris × quickly tempered gf Headcanons
And scenarios ig
• you would get frustrated when your outfits didn't work out, especially when you were going out with chris and his brothers and they were rushing you. constantly sending chris to tell you to hurry cause they know you won't go off on him automatically but eventually.
● it was a quiet day in the sturniolo household and you were laying on the couch; sprawled out. chris came out of nowhere and laid on top of you "can you come in my room" he asked. nuzzling his head into your neck placing a few lingering kisses waiting for your response. "yes, but if you promise not to do this, im getting hot" "I'll cut the ac on" as a response all you could do was chuckle in defeat. in all honesty you didn't wanna cuddle with him you were hot and bothered, even him breathing on your neck as he laid on you.
● chris was fast asleep on you and you loved that he was peacefully sleeping, infact it didn't bother you. his small snores, his breathes somewhat matching with yours but much calmer, your bodies intertwined with one another. but after a while you were annoyed, he started sweating and his body heat was radiating against you making you sweat as well. you didn't want to, but you did wake him up telling him to move. he was reluctant but eventually did.
● after hours of swimming at the beach with chris you were drained and hungry but didn't wanna complain since you guys planned on spending the whole day at the beach. you were laying out tanning on the brink of sleep, you feel water droplets on you, you open your eyes to see chris shaking his wet hair on you like a dog after it comes in from the rain. "stop!" you squint, blocking yourself from the little splatters of water, he kept doing it anyway "oh my gosh stop chris! I wanna leave. im hungry and tired" " ok. ok. wait I'll stop lets just stay for a couple more hours." "no, I'll be waiting in the car"
● arguments are P-E-T-T-Y you could go days ignoring chris just to get your point across. and even sometimes when arguing you'd both do anything to get the last word.
"Im not gonna apologize cause you knew that wasn't fair"
"oh shut up everyone around me says i act like a baby it's you who acts like a fucking baby. all the got damn time"
"yeah. ok"
"mhm"
"yep"
"that's what i thought" he bit back
You drag your hands across your face tiredly, he's slowly pushing you off the edge and he doesn't even know it. it's probably the stress or the hunger but you are mad.
"fuck off! as in shut the fuck up!" you clap your hands together exaggerating every word. tears were tugging at your waterline at how so much frustration that was built up but couldn't be released.
"nope" he smirked.
●even at times chris knows things that would piss you off so he'll do them any chance he gets, only if it's harmless and you wouldn't ignore him.
●you were doing a slick back for dinner and your arms were getting tired and you finally got the right hold. chris came to check on you and he smiled looking at you in the reflection of the mirror. making you smile, just until he tickles you and quickly ran away. that was it you started crying and yelling mumbling stuff putting all your hair products away "what the fuck!" "i finally had it and you wanna do that dumb shit" you walk into chris' room where he was. and he started apologizing frantically "im so so sorry i didn't know it took you a long time" you wipe your face "i dont care im not going." he felt guilty watching you change and putting you hair in a bun just to lay in bed on your phone.
● in you and chris' relationship it was normal to share food. neither of you cared but you don't know why today it bothered you so much. you were sitting alone at a park together, on a date. You were eating fries, he had taco bell but he kept taking your food. at first you would stretch the food in your hand out of his reach. but of course he complained how yours were good and he didn't actually want what he ordered. on his second attempt you swatted his hand away. you had a few fries left and he took one. "then eat the whole thing chris." throwing your fries down and stood up ready to walk away "you should have gotten what i ordered" he laughed at your frustration "im sorry, i wont take anymore" "it's not fucking funny. im so serious. eat. the. whole. thing. if you want it so bad" "y/n i said i was sorry. ill buy you some more" his apology was genuine like they always were but in the moment you were mad so you just rolled your eyes and walked away.
● after arguments chris was always the one to apologize, and you didn't want that to always be. so you treaded to his room, pushing the door open lightly. there he was on his phone while the tv played, he looked up at the door which displayed you. he snickered cutting his phone off "what're you doing in here? i thought you were mad at me" he teased. "well if your gonna make fun of me for trying to apologize first then im gonna leave" you mumbled "y/n im not making fun of you. c'mere" he motioned you to come over to his bed and thats what you did. you apologized and hugged it out, and stayed like that for a while but not for long because of his body heat.
a/n: this was pretty easy and i actually like this. so i might actually make more of these.
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hiii!! can i get an angst to comfort joost fic where the reader is just having a really hard time lately w everything. like family, work, and just everything in general is stressing her/them out so they get really distant bc they feel bad about burdening joost and joost jusr shows up at their apartment and is like “why” and they break down in tears and it ends all fluffy?
February i almost died.
notes: this is actually a bit gotten from a real story, i removed the happy part of it , made parts different , and i just added joost lol, im good now, dont villanize my mom, she was very sad too because she knew i was always crying, shes a good person
summary: literally look at the request 👍
relationship:joost×fem!reader
WARNING! theres a part where Y/N commits sh (head banging)
Reader was always a very clingy person to Joost, always texting him, asking him to hang out, going to restaurants, but, november came, her mental health started to go down, she felt lonely, like nobody wanted her, like she was a burden, she never spoke, whenever she did she'd get ignored, she always argued with her parents, she made each of them cry at least once, she was guilty, she was close to running away from everyone and never coming back, the only thing stopping her was that she didnt have any money to use, one day, she was in her room listening to music, bawling her eyes out, in fetal position,her mom came in, she kinda screamed "go shower, and do your room." her voice cold "CANT YOU SEE HOW DOING RIGHT NOW?" Y/N screamed back "Y/N, youre never happy." her mom left and closed the door, Y/N got up, and slammed her head into the wall twice, she got white flashes each time, joost lived in an apartment, attached to hers, he could hear the banging, the crying, the screaming, as Y/N was pacing back and forth in her room just crying, joost was trying to find her , she didnt want to be a burden to him, so she ran to a public bathroom and just cried there, her eyes were already puffy from the day before since she cried everyday, when she calmed down, she went back to her house and into her room, just to find joost talking with her parents, he was almost screaming, arguing "YOUR FUCKING DAUGHTER IS ON THE VERGE OF KILLING HERSELF OR RUNNING AWAY AND WHAT DO YOU DO? OH YEAH, LETS SCREAM AT HER A BIT MORE, MAYBE SHE WILL BE HAPPY, WHERE IS YOUR COMMON SENSE?" he yelled, her dad yelled back "SHE TRIES TO MAKE HERSELF A VICTIM,SHE NEVER LISTENS" joost didnt even answer, he noticed her rooms door closing so he ran and found her on her bed, staring into nothingness "what happened?" he asked, his tone concerned, he was almost gonna cry too, Y/N didnt answer, she just fell into his arms,crying, she showed him the mark of her head on the wall to him, he didn't say anything, he just packed her bags and got her to his house, made her favorite tea, atleast attempted to, since it was an ethnic recipe, put it near his bed, and got with her, trying to comfort her, he held her to his chest, she gave him a faint kiss on the cheek, the stubble hurting her face a bit, she didnt care, since it was him "Why didnt you tell me anything?" he asked "i didnt want to be a burden to you." she answered, he didnt say anything, just hugged her, he saw her eyes getting heavy, almost falling asleep on him, she looked so cute but so miserable, the only things keeping her alive were him and her phone, he kissed her, and told her "just know that if you even ran away i would find you and come with you.", the period of her life that went from november to february finally ended, she was there, felt happy, loved, for once.
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