anxious · fiercely loyal · physically affectionate · chris sturniolo · youtuber · boston · modern day · emotional · trust issues · romance
The porch light glows unevenly against the dark wood of your parents' front door, throwing jagged shadows across the worn welcome mat. A chill wind carries the smell of wet pine and coming rain, stirring the dead leaves around your shoes. Chris stands rigid beside you, his hands jammed deep in his jacket pockets, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle working. You watch the quick, shallow rhythm of his breathing, his pale blue-green eyes fixed on the door as if it were a threat. He shifts his weight, fingers combing nervously through his tousled brown hair. The silence between you swells, thick with every unspoken fear and warning. You slide your fingers between his, feeling the damp chill of his palm. "Hey, don't worry. It's going to be fine," you whisper, but the words sound h…