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Hey guys, I really want to write some Sturniolo triplets oneshots so please leave prompts/ recommendations of things you want to see since i don't have any ideas currently.

Im open to anything, really.

Thanks for leaving prompts if you do!

update: Thank you everyone for the prompts, I will get to work right away and they'll be done soon!!

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Since Chris and Matt were gone for the weekend, you and Nick decided to have a sleepover last night. You had a lot of fun watching movies, playing games, joking around etc. In the middle of the night, you decided to go for a walk to the gas station to buy more snacks and drinks. Only after you had already left the house, you realized Nick didn't bring his jacket. He said he was too lazy to go get it and you didn't think much of it.
This morning you woke up on the floor of your friends room. The sound of a thunderstorm could be heard clearly through the window that stayed cracked open the entire night. Wind was rushing through the window and into the room, making it freezing inside. You sat up, glancing over at Nicks bed, where he was still sound asleep. His blanket was thrown onto the ground and he was laying on his stomach, shirtless. You stood up, closing the window and picking up his blanket from the floor.
"Y/n?", he whispered, revealing his morning voice. He turned around, onto his back and rubbed his eyes.
"Well, good morning to you too.", you said sarcastically, throwing his blanket on top of him.
"Why did you leave the window open? It's freezing in here.", you asked, sitting back onto the floor with your back against his bed.
"I was burning up last night, I was so hot.", he raised his hand up to his head, covering his eyes.
"Ugh my head is killing me.", he sighed
"Maybe you're sick.", you moved his hand, placing the back of your hand onto his forehead.
"Jesus, Nick, you're burning up!", you made a worried expression.
You went downstairs, getting a glass of water, some medicine and a wet rag. When you came back upstairs, you found Nick sitting on the bed, slouching over and holding his stomach.
"Are you okay?", you stood beside the bed and started rubbing his back gently.
"Yeah, my stomach just hurts", he said in a strained voice. You gave him the medicine and he laid down on his back.
When you placed the wet rag on top of his forehead, Nick closed his eyes trying to relax.

You sat down beside him, trailing your fingers on top of his chest and collarbones. His breath hitched to the back of his throat when he felt the warmth of your hands, his body flinching under your touch, but then settling back down.
"Calm down, Nick, you can go back to sleep, it's still early." , you pet his cheek lightly with the back of your hand. You felt his body relax to this gesture. After some time you removed the rag off of his face so he layed on his side.

"Call me if you need anything-", you were just about to stand up and walk out to let him sleep, but you felt a burning hot hand grab your arm.
"Don't leave, please.", he spoke quietly, shying away from your gaze.
"Could you lay down with me?", he moved over, his blue eyes peeking at you from under his hair.
"You want to cuddle?", you smiled.
"..."
"yeah..", he paused before answering.
You got into the bed with him, covering the two of you with the blanket.
"If i get sick too, thats your fault.", you joked, wrapping your arms around his torso, listening to his heart beat.
"You'll be finee...", he laughed, pulling you in. You held his face with your hands, feeling his own on your waist. You both knew this was a bad idea, but you couldn't resist pressing your lips onto his. The gentle kiss ended a few moments later, with him breaking the kiss and looking at you with a puzzled expression.
"I really like you, you know?", you said, playing with his hair softly. Your cheeks blushed a soft shade of pink as you burried your head in the crook of his neck, his arms embracing you tightly.
"I like you too, y/n", he kissed your forehead.

Your fingers danced on the warm skin of his back, going up and down until he fell asleep. You felt safer with him holding you like this, so you couldn't help but fall asleep too.

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In the past couple of months the boys have been getting pretty popular, which of course has some bad sides.
With more new fans come more comments regarding the way the triplets look.
Chris used to really like going through the comments and seeing the timestamps of the funniest moments, people commenting on the topic they were speaking about in the video etc.
It all changed one evening while Chris was scrolling under a video of theirs.
At first the comment section seemed normal, but when he scrolled down a little further all of the comments were talking about the same thing.

Is it just me or did Chris gain weight?

Chris looks different...

Not to hate or anything but Chris seems to be gaining weight..

Chris turned off his phone with a single reoccurring thought racing through his mind.
Has he gained weight?
He never thought he'd let comments like this get to him, but after seeing the entire comment section talking about him like this he felt his eyes tear up.

You were just coming over to your friends house. You rang the bell but nobody answered. You knew Nick and Matt weren't home so you assumed Chris must've not heard the bell. You let yourself inside and called out for him.

"Chris?", you heard the sound of your voice echo through the house, but you didn't hear an answer. You climbed upstairs and walked over to the door of his room.
"Chris? Are you in there?", you knocked.
"Y/n? Uh- yeah..", he stuttered. His voice sounded weird and muffled.
"Can i come in?", you asked in a confused tone.
"Uhh.. sure.", he gave up on trying to explain himself and just let you come in and see for yourself. He was sitting on his bed, tearmarks ran across his cheeks, his lips and nose turned a strong shade of pink. His sad, blue eyes followed you while you closed the door and walked up to him. You sat beside him with a worried expression on your face.
"What happened?", you moved his soft hair aside, revealing his eyes more. Chris' long eyelashes were wet with tears. He looked away, not wanting to be seen in this state.
"Have you seen the comments on our last video?", he said after a few seconds of silence.
"I hoped you didn't.", you said in a sympathetic tone. He seemed to get even sadder at your words, as right when you ended that sentence, you could see a single tear roll down his beautiful face, leaving a track of moisture behind it. You wiped it off and held his cheeks, gently turning his face towards you.
"Come on.. you need to realize those people are a bunch of jerks.", you watched his face, waiting for a reaction.
"I know..", his voice cracked.
"And what if you did gain weight? What happens? You look amazing either way.", your heart was breaking for him. You couldn't understand how someone as beautiful as Chris could think that they aren't perfect.
"You think so?", he sniffled.
"Of course i do. You can't stay looking like a kid forever. I mean you look better this way, more like a man and less like a child.", you said confidently, believing in every single word you say so you can show him he should believe, too. He buried his head into the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around your body and holding you tight, so you would hold him tighter. You hugged him and ruffled his hair.
"Thank you, y/n.", he spoke quietly. You both stayed silent for the next few minutes. You let him cry it out while you held him, feeling the burning hot tears drip onto your neck. You were petting his back slowly until his crying slowly came to a stop. He lifted his face, letting you wipe the tears off of it once again. You have him a light peck on the cheek. His expression of confusion vanished and turned into a smile quickly after that.
"You have to remember how beautiful you are, Chris.", your eyes trailed along his face.
"If thats what you think, then i don't need any other opinions.", he joked, finally smiling and hugging you playfully. He let go and looked at you once again, holding your face that seemed small against his big hands. He gently placed his lips on top of yours, as you melted under his fingertips. He broke the kiss, smiling at your shocked face.
"You're beautiful too, y/n".

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Chris always knew that what he felt about Nick wasn't normal. He always thought that his feelings for Nick were just "brotherly love". He did love Nick, but was it as brotherly as he thought or was there something more?
He would die of embarrassment if Nick was to find out about his little secret, but little did he know he wasn't the only one who caught feelings for his brother.

"Give it back, Chris, stop being an annoying little piece of shit.", Matt chased after the younger man, finally catching him by his arm. Chris' agile body swiftly escaped Matt's grip.
"Ask nicely or you won't get the remote!", Chris teased, running off into Nicks room.
"Im gonna nicely break you fucking teeth in, bitch.", Matt acted tough, slowly walking behind Chris, not bothering to run.
Chris hid behind the door, his heart beating fast as he tried to catch his breath before Matt finds him.
His brother slowly entered the room, immediately looking behind the door to find Chris panting like a dog, holding the remote for his dear life.
"There you are, you-!", Matt grabbed the remote and started pulling it out of Chris' hands. Just as he was about to make Chris pay for his actions, their brother came into the room.
"What the hell are you guys doing?", he looked at them with a puzzled expression, watching as Matt's hands held onto Chris' arms.
"Chris is being fucking ridiculos!", Matt complained, still holding onto Chris.
"Well what's the problem, Chris, just give him the fucking remote i don't get it.", Nick rolled his eyes.
"And get out of my room, both of you.", he spoke again.
"Well that's the problem he won't give it up!", Matt whined.
"Yeah 'cause i told you it's my turn!", the two younger siblings started arguing back and forth, pushing each other around.
"Shut up!", Nick seperated them, giving both of them a nasty look. The two of them still wouldn't stay still, making Nick even angrier. They kept fighting and speaking over eachother until Chris felt a strong pair of hands pinning him to the wall behind him. Nick's blue eyes stared into Chris' soul. The remote was finally left in Matt's hands, but he didn't even look at it. He watched the way Nick was manhandling his brother. His strong arms basically crushing Chris' slim body into pieces and his thigh between Chris' legs. Matt felt his growing jealousy of Chris, but that wasn't the only thing growing (LOL).
"This doesn't need to be happening in my room. Get out-", before Nick could finish his thought, he felt something poking his thigh. His face dropped into disbelief. He looked down at Chris' erection, which was clearly visible to all three of them through his gray sweatpants.
"I- I can explain listen- It's- I mean you know.. It's just 'cause the stimulation-", Chris stuttered over and over again until Nick stopped him.
"You've gotta be kidding me. Are you fucking gay?", Nick said with a sense of irony in his voice. He looked back at Matt, only to find him in the same state as Chris. Matt's forehead got damp with sweat, trying to find a way out of this nightmare. Nick was clearly looking at his dick.
"What the fuck is going on here?", Nick said, letting go of Chris.
Both of the men tried explaining themselves in a lot of different ways. It all came down to the truth in the end, with Matt expressing his feelings for Nick.
"Well I guess we both like you then.. If you don't like either of us thats fine, but if you like one of us then it's on you to choose.", Matt's face got red with embarrassment.
"Matt..", Nick spoke, glancing over at Chris.
"I'm sorry.. the truth is that I've liked Chris for a long time now.", he explained.
Matt's face dropped with disappointment.
"It's whatever.", he mumbled, walking out of the room immediately, leaving the two alone.
"Fuck.. he seemed really sad, Nick, maybe we should-", Chris was about to go after his brother, when Nick stopped him.
"Chris, I feel bad about Matt, too, but what can we do, life's unfair sometimes.", he stepped closer. "This moment should be about us, yeah?".

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"You sure you'll be okay, Matt?", Nick yelled from his closet so Matt could hear him. Matt sat on Nicks bed, biting his thumb nervously.
"I guess.", he said, messing around with his earring. The reason for Matt's fidgety behavior was clear. Nick was currently getting ready to leave for a 24-hour trip.
Nick has just gotten out of the shower and, with just a towel on, has been looking for an outfit to wear before saying goodbye, but Matt's been distracting him for the past 15 minutes. Nicks damp hair was already getting dry and he still hasn't found what to wear. Matt walked into the closet, wrapping his arms around Nicks torso from behind.
"But do you really have to leave, Nick?", he rested his head on his brothers shoulder.
"I do. I'm sorry and I'm sure you'll be fine, okay? But if anything goes wrong call me.", Nick reassured, ruffling Matt's hair. He turned around, giving him a big hug.

Matt left Nicks room, joining Chris downstairs on the couch, waiting to say goodbye to their brother.
After some time, Nick came downstairs and hugged his brothers.
"See you tomorrow, guys.", he said as he walked out the door.

It has been about 10 hours since Nick left. Matt laid in his bed, not being able to fall asleep due to his separation anxiety.Its been a long time since him and Nick have been separated, and he isn't coping well. He tossed around his bed, shaking at the verge of tears, not wanting to do what he knew he had to eventually - call Nick.

Nick's phone rang only a couple of times before he picked up.

"Matt?", he answered, the worries already building up inside his gut.
"Nick..", Matt's voice shook from the tears that haven't yet escaped his eyes.
"What's going on? Are you okay?", Nick asked, even more worried due to the lack of information Matt provided.
"I'm.. I.... I...", Matt tried to come up with an explanation before Nick cut him off.
"Do you need me to come back?", Nick's tone was gentle.
Matt felt burning hot tears pour down his cheeks at his brothers words.
"Ye- Yeah..", he stuttered, drowning in the state of panic that has now taken over his mind.
"I'll be right there in about 40 minutes, okay?", Nick felt his heart beating faster as he rushed to the bus station to get back.

Matt sat up, hugging his pillow tightly and hyperventilating. His heart was beating fast and he just wanted this to be over. After what seemed like an eternity, Nick came into his room and shut the door, running over to Matt, tightly hugging him.
Matt's face lit up as he threw his hands around Nick.
"It's okay I'm here now.", Nick kissed his forehead and wiped the tears off his face.
"I'm so sorry for making you come all the way back.", Matt cried, mumbling into his brothers shoulder. Nick rubbed his back lovingly.
"Don't be sorry, it's okay. You're the most important thing to me and if you need me here I'll stay.", they laid down, Matt's face burried in Nick's chest, still quietly sniffing and sobbing. Nick held his brother, tracing shapes in his back in an attempt to calm him down. He lifted Matt's head by his chin.
"Are you okay now?", their eyes locked.
"Yeah.. I'm just glad to see you.", Matt whispered. Nick moved closer to him and connected their lips gently.