When he begins to look around, it only takes a couple of seconds before he finds the source of the yell. The first thing he notices is their hair, tightly braided with some strands framing their face, looking alive and healthy despite the muted pink dye. He actually stops in his place because of how beautifully styled it is.
The second thing is that they're looking directly at him.
Oh.
He flushes under his gaze.
"Yes, you!"
Oh, fuck.
Words: 1823, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
- Fandoms: Sturniolo Triplets (Video Blogging RPF)
- Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: M/M
- Characters: Matt Sturniolo, Chris Sturniolo, Nick Sturniolo
- Relationships: Chris Sturniolo & Matt Sturniolo & Nick Sturniolo, Matt Sturniolo & Nick Sturniolo, Chris Sturniolo & Matt Sturniolo
- Additional Tags: Take a shot every time you see the word 'pretty', a small fic because i haven't posted since the stone age, Song: Bags (Clairo), Bisexuality, Protective Nick Sturniolo, Arguing, No Angst, fluff sort of, Anxiety, matt ft. a bisexual awakening, the oc in this fic uses he/they btw, Wordcount: 1.000-5.000, POV Matt Sturniolo