Obvious C.s

obvious ⮕ c.s

word count: 367

warnings: none i don’t think

summary: chris and his way of showing love

a/n: this is a little blurb i wrote while watching the podcast last night, just had a little motivation and a little idea. more requests are coming soon 🫶🏻

everything written is completely fictional. the people i write for are written with characteristics and mannerisms that i made for them, this is in no way depicting what would actually happen in real life.

Chris was never one to be obvious about how much he cared for you.

The love was there, and you knew how he felt about you, he was just subtle with it. Small gestures that only you recognized. You reciprocated the same way, knowing that way too much way too quick would have him tense for a few minutes.

He’d lightly pinch your arm when he walked by, a soft nip that you’d swiftly reciprocate with a brush of your fingers against his shoulder, the both of you continuing your tasks without fault.

The way he always tapped your knee twice under the table, and you’d reciprocate a soft bump to his side with your elbow, neither of you even batting an eye, nor hesitating with the conversation before you.

The way he’d immediately pinch a piece of your hair between his thumb and forefinger and tug softly, which you’d reply in a soft scoff and gentle shove to his chest.

It was different the days he was overflowing with energy, switching the tug to your hair to a soft kiss to the back of your head, or tapping your knee to resting against you with his arm over your shoulders.

Days where he was tired and quiet, he’d wrap his arms around you and breathe deeply, mumbling soft sentences into your hair. He’d plop down onto his back on the couch, his head dropping into your lap and his eyes closing. You’d run your fingers through his hair and twirl the soft waves into tight ringlets, Chris’ breathing evening out and the crease between his eyebrows relaxing as if whatever he was thinking hard about was resolved.

There were more energetic days than tired days, which you were grateful for. As much as you loved the soft, intimate moments, you could tell he needed them more than wanted them. It didn’t hurt, knowing that he came to you in those moments for unspoken comfort.

You didn’t mind the lack of lovey-dovey romantic gestures between the two of you, considering you knew how much he loved you. Through the snarky, joke-texts to the little touches he’d give you throughout the day, his love for you was obvious.

RAGH WINTER MATT😍

i love all of @dwntwn-strnlo’s moodboards so i wanted to make my own bc i’m so excited for christmas😭 also i need more winter matt

Holy guacamole

Summary: You and Matt are best friends, maybe more.

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Matt sat beside you tracing gentle spirals on your back as you phoned back home to your mom. She always missed you when you were away but, knew you were safe when you were with Matt. 

She was catching you up on your brother’s soccer tournament and your Grandparent's trip to Vermont. They had gone with some friends on their annual weekend away and you knew your Mom missed them a lot.

Before you hung up, she said to Matt, “take care of our girl.” Matt laughed, digging his chin into your shoulder. “Always,” he promised.

You and Matt had been best friends since elementary school. He was the first person you called in the morning and the last text you sent at night. He was the reason that your world kept spinning after your dad died.

When you were too scared to skate on the ice on your 8th birthday, he took your hand and made sure that you didn’t fall. When you broke up with your first boyfriend who you thought that you’d marry someday, Matt was there to pick up the pieces. Whenever you called, he came.

As you drove to McDonalds to grab something to eat, he laced his fingers through yours. It was this kind of simple shit that none of your boyfriends could ever seem to do for you. He opened the door, he paid for your meal and when you decided you didn’t want the Dr Pepper you ordered, he swapped his drink just to make you happy.

Matt was always a ‘let’s fix this’ type of person. Even when you disagreed or argued about the stupid things, he never left until you sorted things out. He would always be down for uncomfortable conversations if it meant you were still friends in the end. There was nothing more comforting that knowing you could be yourself around him.

As you sat on the couch, you laid your head on his chest. He was comfort in human form, he was was the only person who could make your heart still when your anxiety was out of control. He played with your hair mindlessly as you watched Spongebob together. It was moments like this that you had missed since he moved to LA.

In the morning, he woke you up with a coffee from Starbucks. He had let you stay in his bed and he was bunking with Chris. Chris didn’t mind, he liked the company. You sometimes felt like he missed Matt when you were around, but he never said that.

As you walked down the esplanade with your ice creams in hand something about it seemed different. Something about the space between you felt more fragile but, you couldn’t put your finger on it. He caught your gaze and just smiled; he held your gaze a little too long to be just friends.

Everyone could see how much the two of you loved each other. It was hard for you to put into words. You loved him in ways that you had never loved anyone else. He was your person. Something about him made you feel a little more alive and a little less lost.

As you sat on the bench looking out at the water, he tucked your hair behind your hear and ran his hand down your back. It was in those moments of intimate understanding that you felt the most seen. The little things that he did let you know that he loved you too.

He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you into his side to block you from the wind. His lips pressed against your temple; your fingers tracing circles on his thigh. This was love, wasn’t it? Didn’t the Buddhists say 'If you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that's not the one. When you meet your 'soul mate' you'll feel calm.' This was love, wasn’t it?

You turned to face him, your legs draped over his as you looked up into his eyes, “Do you believe the universe fights for two souls to be together?”

A smile spread across his face as he replied, “I don't know about the universe but, I know that I’ve loved you for my whole life.”

We need to find who wrote that about Nate

REAL

Summary: Matt is your childhood sweetheart.

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Imagine you have known the boys since pre-k and have been dating Matt since middle school.

You've been to every single birthday party, they know your whole family and your moms are best friends.

Looking back, you had always had a crush on Matt and he had always had a crush on you.

Your parents have pictures of you both as toddlers holding hands and hugging one another.

In kindergarten, he asked you to be his girlfriend with a flower he picked from his front garden. Your parents laughed and commented on how sweet the two of you were.

In elementary school, you were the only one he caught with a kiss in Kisschasy and the only one he wrote a valentines card for each year.

In middle school, he asked again if you wanted to be his girlfriend. His friends all teased him when he'd walk down the hallway holding your hand.

At the beginning of your freshman year, your first kiss was with Matt after his team won their first lacrosse game of the season.

He was your first time and your first heartbreak after you broke up after your senior year.

When you got back together two weeks later he gave you his class ring and promised that he would never leave again.

When they went out to LA and you had to stay in Boston you missed him more than anything but, he knew exactly what to do to make your time apart less lonely.

Even though some of the fans wish they were in your place, they loved you two together.

Every Sunday that they were away, you would visit MaryLou and Jimmy to have Sunday dinner and a movie.

When they came back from LA, your house was the first stop that he made.

It never got easier when you dropped him off at the airport but, you knew he wasn't leaving you but choice but to do what he loved and you couldn't stop him.

I LITERALLY GASPED

OKAAAAAAYYY