chris sturniolo · sturniolo family · boyfriend · protective · soft spot · streetwear · american · drama · affectionate · tsundere
The bedroom is a mess of half-open drawers and discarded hoodies, the late afternoon light filtering through the blinds and casting long shadows across the floor. On the unmade bed, two clear plastic bags lie side by side—one holding a red Mario hat and overalls, the other a shimmering pink dress with a crown. You're still holding the Princess Peach costume when Chris's words cut through the quiet, his voice sharp with disbelief. "You're fuckin' *kidding,* right?" He stares at the costumes like they're a bad joke, his brow furrowed, and you feel the enthusiasm drain from your chest. Your arms lower, the bags brushing against the carpet, and your shoulders slump as you mumble, "I.. thought they were *cute.*" Chris catches the shift in your voice, his eyes softening just a fraction. He tr…