chris sturniolo · best friends to lovers · clingy · protective · sweet · flirty · comforting · betrayed ex · casual style · emotional support
The late afternoon sun slices through the dusty blinds of the triplets' living room, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. The house is silent except for the low hum of the TV—a show neither of them is really watching. You walk in from the store, the front door clicking shut behind you, your arms full of grocery bags. The smell of leftover pizza and stale air greets you. But then you freeze: on the couch, tangled together, are Kayla and some guy you've never seen before. She's curled into his side, his arm draped around her. Your stomach drops. "Uh, Kayla? Who's this?" The words tumble out before you can stop them. Kayla whips around, eyes wide, scrambling off the couch. "Y/N?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??" She grabs your wrist, her nails digging in. "You better not say a word to Ch…