48 NOTES ON MORNINGS WITH MATT IS CRAZY I DIDNT EXPECT THIS

48 NOTES ON MORNINGS WITH MATT IS CRAZY I DIDNT EXPECT THIS

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Anxiety On Tour | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N is just another fan at one of the Let's Trip Tour shows, until it comes time for the Meet&Greet. Things get out of hand for Matt, and she ends up being the only one who manages to calm him down.

Warning: Panick attack, anxiety.

Requested?: Yes, by @patscorner

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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The stage was illuminated by a myriad of lights, as the bustling crowd eagerly pressed near the front. Y/N could feel the electricity in the air as the beats of upbeat music keep echoing throughout the venue from the big speakers. It was the beginning of the much-awaited Sturniolo Triplets show from the Let's Trip Tour.

She couldn't believe she was finally there, in the middle of the action, about to witness the boys she'd followed through a screen for years, finally face to face. With her heart pounding in her chest, Y/N let herself be carried away by the infectious energy of the crowd as she got closer and closer to the stage.

The music reached a crescendo, and then, suddenly, they appeared. Matt, Nick, and Chris entered the stage, radiating a magnetic presence that immediately captured everyone's attention. Y/N held her breath as her eyes found Matt, the boy she had never seen in person, but with whom she had a huge crush for months, in the flesh right in front of her. He looked even more stunning out of screen, with his messy hair and shy smile.

As the greetings sentences were let out by the three's microphones, Y/N felt a wave of emotion course through her body. It was as if every cell within her was vibrating in tune with them, with the pulsing energy of everyone around her.

As the show progressed, Y/N couldn't take her eyes off Matt. Every laugh, every saying, seemed to hypnotize her even more. She wondered if he could feel her gaze on him or if that was just her desire playing with her mind.

When it was time for a break between games, Matt grabbed the microphone and began speaking to the audience. His voice was soft and engaging, making everyone around him feel like they were having an intimate conversation with him. Y/N held her breath, hanging on every word he said.

As Matt interacted with everyone, his eyes swept across the crowd and, for a brief moment, seemed to meet Y/N's. She felt her face blush intensely, and a shy smile formed on her lips before she looked away, embarrassed, holding back the immense urge to scream at having been seen by him.

As the show continued, Y/N found herself caught up in a rollercoaster of emotions. The pulsating energy of the music, the interactions, the magnetic presence of the triplets, and, most of all, Matt's closeness left her ecstatic. Every moment was like a dream come true, and she refused to blink for fear of missing even a second.

When the stage lights finally went out and the final words were given, Y/N felt a mixture of ecstasy and melancholy by the feeling of the long-awaited moment coming to an end, but little did she know that the night was just beginning.

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Y/N waited anxiously in line for the meet and greet. Her heart was beating so hard that it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest while her right leg bounced up and down in anxiety. Every minute that passed felt like an eternity, but at the same time, she wanted the moment to last forever.

As she watched the fans in front of her greet the triplets with beaming smiles, Y/N wondered what it would be like to be so close to them. She could barely contain her excitement as she approached the door that led to the meet and greet room where traps played loudly from the speakers, and colorful lights painted the walls.

Finally, her turn has come. Her stomach fluttered nervously as she entered the room, and her eyes instantly locked on Matt, who was there, so close and so real.

The three were side by side, Nick had a relaxed posture as he placed aside a teddy bear that he had probably received from the previous fan, while Chris glanced at Matt, seeming to watch him closely.

Matt was feeling fine until seconds before, but something inside him started to stir. His heart beating faster, his breathing became irregular, and a feeling of panic came over him.

So, when Y/N walked over to greet Matt with a hug, she noticed something was different, off. His arms were shaking, and his eyes looked a little lost, as if he were fighting some internal battle. Now up close, she could also notice how rigid his posture was and how his hands were clenched into a firm fist.

Y/N felt a wave of worry run through her own body, struggling internally over what to do, but ended up deciding not to expose Matt's situation in front of anyone, remaining silent. Instead, she smiled warmly and tried to keep the conversation light, hoping not to bother him with intrusive questions.

"Hi, Matt." The girl greeted softly, trying to ignore the nervousness that came over her body. "It's amazing to finally meet you in person. How are you?"

Matt lifted his head towards her for the first time, appearing to have only noticed her presence at that moment, trying to open a smile like hers, but his lips were trembling to the point where it came weaker than he wanted to.

Y/N could see the tension in his blue eyes as he tried to hide his discomfort, wondering what had happened to make him react in such a way so suddenly. Meanwhile, Matt tried to convince himself that it was nothing and that it would soon pass.

But it didn't pass. Instead, the feeling of panic grew, enveloping him like a dense fog. He felt like he was suffocating, like the world was crumbling around him, while his mind convinced him that he was alone.

As Y/N moved to greet Chris and Nick individually, keeping a brief and quick conversation - following the pattern imposed by the team that observed them -, she noticed how Matt seemed increasingly agitated, her own mind racing in an eagerness to help him, but the fear of reaction from the public, the team and even the triplets themselves held her back.

Until the picture moment. Y/N felt her heart sink as she felt Matt's breathing become more rapid and shallow as they prepared to take the group photo. She knew she couldn't just stand by and watch as he fought the monsters of his own mind.

With a lump in her throat and trembling hands, Y/N removed her left arm from around Chris, muttering a quick apology before turning to Matt, blocking the view of the line of people behind them, creating a small haven of privacy amidst the chaos of the room. The girl lifted her head slightly, searching his eyes with her own, desperately looking for any sign of life inside the blue orbs.

"Matt, hey." She began, her voice soft and comforting, acting as a balm to his troubled soul. "Are you okay?"

Matt's eyes widened in panic as he realized that the disturbances in his mind became visible enough to be seen by someone else. He swallowed hard, forcing himself not to look at his brothers or the fans behind the girl in front of him, the fear of receiving disappointed or judgmental looks growing in his chest.

He limited himself to just shaking his head, unable to utter a word. His eyes were unfocused and lost, and his nails pierced the palm of his hands - probably drawing blood - with the force he was squeezing the area, trying to maintain control of the uncontrollable emotions.

Y/N could see the terror on his face, and her heart ached for him.

She turned her head slightly and passed her eyes briefly over Nick and Chris, noticing how the two now had a rigid posture, ready to make a move as soon as necessary. Chris's eyes carried great uncertainty, as if he was afraid of leaving Matt in the care of a stranger, but Nick's hand, which held his biceps surreptitiously, prevented him from acting on impulse.

Y/N turned her attention back to Matt, trapping her bottom lip between her teeth in a thoughtful act before sighing softly.

"Can I hug you?" Her voice came out in a whisper as low as the music that surrounded them, but loud enough for him to hear it, and she was sure of it when she received a small nod in response.

Without hesitation, the girl enveloped him in a warm hug, holding him tightly against her chest as he trembled. She could feel the tension in his body, the way he struggled to control his breathing and calm his nerves. Y/N pressed her fingers into strategic points on his back, touching the hard knots with every inch of skin, lightly massaging the covered area.

"Everything is okay." Y/N whispered softly, snaking her right hand up his shoulder to the back of his head, interlacing her fingers in Matt's messy curls, stroking them carefully while guiding him to lay his head on her right shoulder. "You're safe here. No one is gonna hurt you. Just breathe with me, okay? Follow my breathing."

Y/N began to breathe slowly and deeply, the warm air hitting Matt's ear, helping him to follow her rhythm. A disguised smile grew on her face as she felt the boy's back rise and fall in an uneven rhythm below her left hand, knowing he was trying as hard as he could in that moment.

Little by little, she felt the tension in his body ease, his tremors becoming less intense as he finally reacted, clinging to her for comfort. His large but so fragile hands at that moment held her arm tightly, searching desperately for support and balance.

For a few precious moments, Y/N and Matt remained like that, joined in a comforting embrace, and lost in their own world of calm and safety. The sounds of Chris' agitated voice shouting for water to one part of the team and Nick's voice demanding the other part to remove the fans that were still there were all muffled against both of their ears, just the unison rhythm of their breathing and the beats of their connected hearts echoing around their bodies.

When Matt finally pulled away, his eyes quickly met Y/N's, overflowing with gratitude and fascination, feeling flattered to have had the opportunity to meet a girl so empathetic to the point of helping him without a second thought.

His mind searched for words to thank her, but to Y/N, he didn't need to say anything; his eyes said it all.

"How can I-" Matt began, clearing his throat briefly as he heard his own voice come out hoarse and worn out by the whirlwind of emotions that he went through in a short space of time. "How can I thank you? Repay you for what you did for me..."

Y/N shook her head, interrupting his sentence, her own smile widening and brightening her features as her eyes remained fixed on the blue ones, who now seemed to be taking their own time to carefully analyze her expressions, seeming mesmerized.

Matt's warm hands suddenly felt heavier against the exposed skin of her arm, a shiver running down her spine as she noticed how close they were physically, the boy's scent filling her nostrils with an inescapable force, leaving her dizzy and lost.

"I think you owe me a picture."

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A/N²: I hated it, so I'm so sorry if it sucked badly ;(

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HE HAS TO BE

I’m watching the triplets twitch stream rn, and Matt just mentioned he saw the pictures of him on the motorcycle, and some in chat LITERALLY SAID “Matt u on tumblr or something?” 💀💀💀

STURNSSSBOW 🌷

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i’ll mostly post the sturniolo triplets! i won’t post often, but i’ll probably post when i want too! i’m mostly here to read

my inbox and requests are always open!!

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lily 🤍

For a fic, Matt gets his wisdom teeth removed and forgets the reader is his girlfriend. And when she sees him after the surgery, Matt tries to tell her he has a girlfriend.

“ my girlfriends prettier than you ★ “

— ꒰ 🍒 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ꒱ whilst matt is still under the effects of anesthesia he wants no one to touch him but his girl. only problem? he can’t remember that the girl in front of him is his girlfriend.

— ꒰ 🐁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ꒱ established relationship , use of y/n , nothing else enjoy reading ! 1016 words.

— ꒰ 🗯️ 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 ꒱ i love these typa fics like stawpppp ☹️ idk if this is any good but lmk i love hearing from yall ! oh the queen did it first btw so read wisdom teeth removal - @freshloveee 💗

“i don’t wanna do it! y/n, hold me!” was the last thing matt cried out before the dentist took him to the back to start working on taking is back teeth out.

after an hour passed you were beginning to wish you had stayed in the room with him, whether it be for his comfort or yours. you weren’t clingy by any means, but you’ve never willingly been separated from him for this long.

both chris and nick left to the mcdonalds across the street, promising to bring back some food as they left you alone in the waiting room. the only thing to you could do as a distraction from boredom was scroll on your phone, and that’s what you did until the receptionist called your name.

“matthews done, honey. in the room down the hall and to the left, okay?” she guided you through. you nodded, giving a quick ‘thank you’ before walking down the layout as she described.

turning the corner, you could already hear matt groaning out incoherent nonsense. you knocked on the door, slowly entering the room in hopes of not disturbing anybody.

matt barely passed a glance your way, before going back to his attempt of removing the gauge from his mouth. you walked closer to him, reaching a hand out to cup his cheek to help comfort the pain away.

he instantly snapped his eyes towards you, raising his eyebrows with surprise. “where’s y/n?” he mumbled. “m’right here, baby.” you reassured. matt shook his head, swiftly pulling your hand away from him. “mm, nuh uh.” he disagreed.

you could only let out a laugh at this behavior, barely sure of how to respond from his claim that you weren’t you.

chris barged in the room with a crumpled bag in his right hand, and a medium sprite in his left. “he ready to go?” he asked, taking the straw in his mouth to sip. you nodded, interlocking your hands with matt’s to try and help him stand.

he was resistant, making a poor attempt at digging his feet into the ground to stop you from taking him anywhere. “babe, cmon. get up.” you finally pulled him up, using all your strength to help stand him up as chris walked over to do that for you.

matt leaned his head on chris’s should, “don’t call me babe! only my baby can call me that.” he exclaimed. chris gave you a look, lightly chuckling as matt whispered in his ear how much he missed you … even with you being right there.

with every sentence matt spoke whilst being dragged to the car, he made it apparent to mumble ‘and i have a girlfriend’ at the end of each one, passing a pure look towards you.

“matt, get in the car.” you sighed. he shook his head, “no! where are you taking me!” he cried out. “home?”

matt leaned back on chris, loudly whispering, “is y/n home? she’s gonna be mad if she finds out another girl is flirting with me..” you let out another sigh at this, pulling your boyfriend off his brother before pushing him in the passenger seat so chris could get in the back next to nick.

you leaned over the console to help pull the seatbelt over matt’s shoulder, but he slapped your hand away “my girl can fight, and she’s not afraid to.” he claimed, tiredly grabbing ahold of the belt himself and pushing down until a ‘click’ could be heard.

you playfully rolled your eyes, mumbling a ‘sure she can’, as you pulled out of the parking lot, following the directions your gps fed you. matt managed to stay silent for most of the ride home, keeping his heavy blue on the blurry scenes through the window.

“you need help? or you good?” nick questioned, leaning forward to look at you. you looked back at him with a reassuring smile, “yeah, go inside and see if we have anything he can still eat.”

nick complied, following chris who was already trailing inside. matt breathed heavy when he realized it was only you two in the car. “you okay, babe?” he truly looked stressed out- which was confirmed with a shake of his head. “what’s wrong?”

“i just want y/n.” his eyes became glossy with tears threatening to spill. your heart throbbed, you knew he was still filled with anesthesia but wasn’t made aware that he’d not be able to recognize that you were right in front of him.

“cmon let’s get inside, yeah?” you tried to lighten his mood. he watched as you exited the car, walking around the front and stopping in front of the passenger door, slowly opening it to not trigger any reaction he might have.

matt nodded you away, “no, lady, go get my girlfriend.” he demanded, “you’re pretty, but my girlfriends prettier than you, and i love her this much.” he stretched his arms as much as he could in the car space. a soft smile plastered on your face as he spoke probably some of the kindest words to be spoken about you.

“matt, baby—“

“no.”

“matt, i am your girlfriend.” matt looked at you in disbelief. he cocked his head to the side, as if he was trying to say ‘really?’.

“no?” he sounded confused. the whole time the kind stranger that he thought was hitting on him was actually just his kind girlfriend.. that was being kind.

“yes baby, it’s me don’t worry.” you grasped his chin, pecking a kiss on his cheek for reassurance. when you pulled away he brought his hand up to the exact spot your lips had been, letting out a gasp.

“y/n! i missed you!” he cheered. you giggled at him, “yeah, i had to hear about it.” you joked. he wobbled at the car, standing straight with your help, “oh.”

“gosh, i thought you were some weird lady putting the moves on me.” your arm was wrapped around his waist as you both walked to the house, “i know, i had to hear about that too.”

“oh.”

— ꒰ ☀️ 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ꒱ @mattscoquette , @itzdarling