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Introducing...

Fratboy!Chris

Fratboy!Chris. Chris Sturniolo. 19. Lives in a frat house. Partying. Casual and hookups. Never been in a relationship. Music. Doesn't take a lot of things seriously.

Partygirl!Aria

Partygirl!Aria. Aria Smith. Loves to party. Red nails. Cares about school. Pretty in red. Converse. Vinyls. Gold jewelry. Smart.

What will happen when Chris the well known popular frat fuckboy at grand lakes university meets Aria the smart partygirl who wants nothing to do with him and what will happen when they get paired as partners for a semester long project and are forced to be around eachother?

☆: ahh im so excited!!

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privatelyowned-t

Grocery shopping

"You know, you can just go home. I'm sure you have business to attend to." I said, my voice carrying a lot of the irritation I was feeling. I just wanted to shop in peace, but of course Chris came over and offered to come with me. Now he's just poking fun at every chance he gets.

I wouldn't mind under a different circumstance, but grocery shopping is so stressful. I had to make sure I was getting the right things, I had to make sure the things I was getting was within my budget and he was just messing with my focus.

"I wanted to help, baby." Chris said. I turned around to look at him. All I saw was his big grin. He knew he was getting to me, that's what he wanted. "Well, you're doing the opposite of that." I responded. "I can't help it... you're cute when you get angry."

"You're such a weirdo." I said. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, but I'm your weirdo." He said and stepped closer. He placed one hand on my waist and the other on my chin, tilting my head up as he leaned down closer. I stepped back immediately, almost pushing over the cart. I grabbed onto it. "You're no fun." He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes and continued ahead. I saw someone who worked here and slowly walked up to them.

Chris kept walking behind me, slower as he was trying to give space. He licked his lips and watched my hips move. Each step I took made him fall deeper into trance... until I came to a stop. Then he looked up and saw who I was talking to.

He knew I was asking for help. He knew that it made my job easier by asking for help, but the way the guy was smiling down at me. The way he was looking at me. It made him burn with jealousy. It's stupid. He knows it's a stupid thing to be jealous over.

He walked closer. He didn't plan on doing anything. Then he saw the guy laugh at something I said. What could be so funny? Eggs? Okay, now this just made him want to do something. And usually he's never like this. He didn't get jealous, and he knows I'm technically not his. But whatever connection... the thing that started forming between the two of us — he knew it was real, so he wasn't going to let some random guy flirt with me.

Chris stepped beside me and let his arm snake around my waist, making it clear to the employee that I was taken. "What's so funny?" The employee stopped laughing. I looked up at Chris, "nothing really. You wouldn't get it." I replied. Chris' eyes got darker with that. Poor choice of words Skye.

"C'mon, I wanna know what my girl said that's making this guy laugh so hard." Chris said, the sass in his tone was very visible to anyone who would've walked passed. The guy quickly wrapped up what he was saying upon seeing Chris and then walked away. "What was that?" I asked.

"What was what?" He asked, pretending to be oblivious like he didn't know what I meant. I just shook my head. "Hmm... doesn't matter. Let's just go get the last things and leave."

After shopping and loading the packets into his car, he opened the passenger's seat for me. I sat got inside and waited for him to get into the driver's. "Chris..." I said once he got inside. "What do you need, baby?" He replied.

I shook my head. "Nothing just... you know, me and that guy was just talking right?" I said. He nodded. "You didn't have to — be rude." I said, then continued. "He was just being friendly and helpful."

"Skye, friendly and helpful from a guy who doesn't know you is him soft launching himself flirting with you." Chris said, he gave me no time to respond before speaking again. "I don't want a random guy flirting with what's mine. Got it?" He said firmly. He waited for my response. "Got it..." I said softly, he leaned down and placed a soft peck on my cheek.

✎ T speaking : This is lowk a blurb... anyways a special tag for @gxldwing

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Dealer!Matt x Nerd!Angel ๋࣭𐙚˙⋆.˚

In which: Matt finds a small kitten in an ally while dealing and takes him home.

Warnings: Cursing, dealing, mentions of drugs

Matt shouldn’t have even been looking.

He was mid-deal, already irritated, jaw tight, fingers tapping against his thigh while the guy in front of him talked too much and moved too slow. The alley smelled like shit and stale smoke, and Matt just wanted to get his money and leave.

“Can you hurry the fuck up?” Matt snapped, voice low and sharp.

“I’m counting—”

“Count faster.”

That’s when he heard it.

A tiny, pathetic sound. Barely there.

Matt ignored it at first.

Then it came again soft, weak, like something struggling.

His eyes flicked to the side, toward a pile of trash bags near the brick wall. He frowned.

“…you hear that?” the guy asked.

“Yeah,” Matt muttered.

The sound came again. A little mewl.

Matt swore under his breath. “Hold on.”

“Bro—”

“Shut up. Two seconds.”

He stepped over, crouching slightly, shoving a bag aside with his shoe. And there it was.

A tiny black kitten.

So small it barely looked real. Its fur was dirty, a little patchy, and its big eyes blinked up at him like it didn’t even understand where it was.

Matt stared at it.

“…you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

The kitten let out another weak meow.

Matt ran a hand over his face. He did not have time for this. He did not do this. He didn’t even like animals—at least, that’s what he told people he actually loved animals.

Still…

“…fuck.”

He crouched lower, hesitating for a second before picking it up. It was so light it startled him. Fragile. Warm.

It immediately curled into his hand like it belonged there.

Matt’s expression tightened.

“Dude,” the guy called, “can we—”

Matt turned, already walking back. “Yeah, yeah. Here.”

He tucked the kitten into the front of his hoodie like it was nothing and grabbed the cash, finishing the deal in under thirty seconds.

“Pleasure doing business,” the guy muttered.

Matt didn’t answer. He was already leaving.

—

By the time Matt got back to his place, he’d convinced himself this was temporary.

Just for tonight.

Just until he figured out… something.

He pushed the door open with his shoulder. “I’m back.”

“Matt!” Nick’s voice called from the living room. “Angel’s here!”

“…yeah, I can see that,” he muttered, stepping inside.

She was curled up on the couch, soft and small, her legs tucked under her, something cute and pastel in her hands probably one of her little trinkets or plushies. She looked up the second he walked in.

“Matt!” she said, bright and warm.

And then she noticed.

“…what’s that?”

Matt immediately shifted, like he could somehow hide it. “Nothing.”

Nick narrowed his eyes. “That is not nothing.”

Angel was already standing, walking toward him with soft, careful steps. “Matt…”

“Angel, don’t—”

Too late.

She gently reached out, pulling the edge of his hoodie down just enough to peek inside.

“Oh my god.”

Her voice dropped into something soft and breathless.

Matt sighed. “It’s just a kitten.”

“Just a—Matt, it’s tiny,” she said, eyes wide. “Oh my god, it’s so small…”

Nick leaned over. “No way. Where’d you get that?”

“the alley,” Matt muttered.

Angel looked up at him, her expression shifting immediately soft turning into something a little sad. “It was alone?”

“Yeah.”

Her bottom lip pouted slightly. “Matt…”

He groaned. “Don’t start.”

She reached in carefully, her hands gentle as she picked the kitten up. It barely resisted, curling right into her palms.

“Oh, baby…” she whispered.

Matt crossed his arms. “It’s not staying.”

Angel blinked at him. “What?”

“It’s not staying,” he repeated. “I just picked it up. I’ll take it to a shelter tommorow.”

Nick snorted. “Yeah, okay.”

Matt shot him a look. “Shut up.”

Angel looked down at the kitten again, softly brushing her finger over its head. It leaned into her immediately.

“…Matt,” she said quietly.

“No.”

“We can’t just get rid of him.”

“We absolutely can.”

“He’ll be alone again.”

Matt clenched his jaw. “Angel—”

“He needs us.”

“We are not ‘us’-ing a stray cat.”

She looked up at him then, eyes big and soft and just a little pleading.

“It can be our baby.”

Matt blinked. “Our—what?”

“Our baby,” she repeated, like it was obvious.

Nick choked on a laugh.

Matt dragged a hand down his face. “Angel, we are not having a cat baby.”

She stepped closer to him, still holding the kitten carefully. “Please?”

“No.”

“Matt.”

“No.”

“Matt,” she said again, softer this time.

He looked at her and that was his first mistake.

Because she wasn’t just asking.

She was looking at him like she already loved it. Like she already decided.

“…it’s so little,” she whispered. “It won’t survive out there.”

Matt exhaled slowly, trying to stay firm. “There are shelters that will take great care of him.”

“What if they don’t take care of him like we would?”

“We?” he repeated.

She nodded, serious. “We.”

Nick leaned back against the couch, watching this like it was a show. “Dude, just accept your fate.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

He stared at her.

Then at the kitten.

Then back at her.

“…you’re not letting this go, are you?”

She shook her head, a tiny smile forming. “No.”

Matt sighed, long and annoyed.

“…this is a bad idea.”

Angel’s face lit up. “So we’re keeping him?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You basically did.”

“I said it’s a bad idea.”

“But we’re doing it anyway?”

Matt muttered, “Fuck.”

Nick clapped. “Congrats on the new kid.”

Angel beamed, holding the kitten a little closer. “Hi, baby…”

The kitten let out a tiny meow like it understood.

Matt watched them for a second her soft hands, the way she smiled, how careful she was.

“…what are you naming it?” he asked gruffly.

Angel looked up, surprised. “You’re letting me name him?”

“I have no name ideas.”

She thought for a second, then smiled.

“Milo.”

Matt huffed. “…Milo.”

“It fits him.”

“…yeah,” Matt muttered after a beat. “I guess it does.”

Angel stepped closer again, nudging his arm gently. “Come hold him.”

“I already did.”

“Again.”

“Angel—”

“Please?”

He groaned but held his hands out anyway.

She carefully placed Milo back into his palms.

The kitten immediately curled up against him, tiny and warm.

Matt looked down at it.

“…this is stupid,” he muttered.

Angel leaned into his side, smiling softly. “That’s our baby.”

Matt shook his head, but he didn’t hand Milo back.

“…don’t call it that.”

She just smiled more.

☆: I need matt to get a cat.

Dividers by @cursed-carmine

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