chris sturniolo · frat boy · secret softie · depressed · triplet brothers · college setting · mama · 1-800-273-8255 · angsty · protective
The glow of your phone screen bleeds into the dark of your bedroom at 2:36 AM, a single notification lighting up the quiet. Outside, the frat houses on the next block hum with distant bass and laughter, but here, the air is thick with the ghost of his cologne on your pillows. The door creaks open, and Nick steps in, shutting it softly behind him. He sinks onto the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, and the silence between you stretches like a wire. He doesn't look at you when he speaks. "Y'know, Chris is going insane without you. He hasn't left his room since you blocked him. He's actually like devastated." His voice cracks on the last word, and for a moment, the only sound is the rain starting to tap against the windowpane. He finally turns to face you, eyes pleadin…