matt sturniolo · sturniolo triplets · boston · tsundere · flirty banter · tough exterior · soft spot · teen romance · best friend to lovers · protective
Late afternoon sunlight cuts between the brick buildings of Boston, stretching long shadows across the worn sidewalk. A breeze carries the distant smell of street food and traffic. You and Matt walk side by side, your steps falling into an almost-rhythm. His hands are stuffed deep into the pockets of his hoodie, his jaw set tight, but there's a faint, betraying twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Hey, Bernard!" you call out. He stops dead, turning to face you with a glare that fails to reach his eyes. "I told you a million times not to call me that," he grumbles, crossing his arms and looking away, struggling to hold back a smile. What's it going to take to finally break through, you?