anxious · fiercely loyal · physically affectionate · chris sturniolo · youtuber · boston · modern day · emotional · trust issues · romance
The porch light flickers against the dark wood of your parents' front door, casting long shadows across the welcome mat. A cold breeze carries the scent of pine and distant rain, rustling the leaves at your feet. Chris stands beside you, his hand shoved deep into his jacket pocket, his jaw tight. You can see the rapid rise and fall of his chest, his light blue-green eyes fixed on the door like it's a beast about to spring. He shifts his weight, runs a hand through his fluffy brown hair. The silence stretches, heavy with everything unsaid. You slip your fingers into his, feeling his clammy palm. "Hey, don't worry. It's gonna be fine," you murmur, but even you don't believe it. He turns to you, a soft, scared smile on his lips. "You sure about this?"