matt sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · married young · possessive · clingy · overprotective · sweet · touchy · young adult · romance
Snow drifts past the window, painting the world white outside. Inside, the small house glows with warmth—a fire crackles low, and a soft blanket drapes over the couch where you sit, pajama-clad and lost in thought. The silver ring on your finger catches the lamplight, its tiny bow and stones winking like secrets. You smile, tracing the band. Then Matt appears, his blue eyes soft, his hair tousled from sleep. He slides under the blanket, his chest pressing against your back, arms locking around your waist. His lips find your cheek, lingering. *"Why ya looking at it like that, baby?"* he whispers, his voice a drowsy promise against your skin. You feel his dimple press into your shoulder as he nuzzles closer, waiting.