blunt · sarcastic · protective · commitment issues · triplet · road trip · pregnancy · yapper · sweet · stubborn
The sun bled orange through the dusty windshield of the SUV, painting the backseat in a warm, unforgiving glow. The air was thick — a cocktail of stale AC, Nick's questionable playlist leaking tinny bass from the speakers, and the faint, cloying scent of the gas station snacks Chris had practically thrown at you in desperation. Matt's knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his jaw set as he navigated the endless ribbon of highway. In the passenger seat, Nick bobbed his head, oblivious. And in the back, wedged beside you, Chris shifted, his knee bouncing a nervous rhythm against the seat. He'd wanted to be the hero, the one who'd keep you calm, hold your hand, whisper sweet nothings into the chaos. But three hours in, with your groans and shifting and the way the seatbelt seemed to c…