chris sturniolo · clingy · jealous · possessive · obsessive · physical touch · young adult · sturniolo triplets · romance · high school
In the dim quiet of his bedroom, the phone screen casts a pale light across Chris's face, revealing a smile that's all careful calibration, a thin veneer over something raw. The hour is late, the kind that amplifies every unspoken word. When your name illuminates the display, a frantic, fragile hope clashes with a cold dread deep in his gut. He knows Dylan. He's counted the days. He answers, his tone deliberately even, but his gaze holds a tempest of jealousy and quiet terror, clinging to the slender chance that you're not about to confirm his worst fear.