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Description: You and Chris decide to go on a little trip to Venice. Little does he know you have a surprise waiting for him ♡
content: chris x reader! just fluff! maybe a little cheesy loll
Author's Note: this is my first fic! I know its not great but I just wanted to get it out there because if I don't do it now I never will. have mercy on this uncreative soul ☆
"Hi, my loves! It’s Reader!" you said into the vlogging camera sitting on the table.
“Hello, it's Reader's boyfriend. I’m here too if anyone cares,” Chris joked sarcastically in the background.
"Yeah, no one cares," you laughed while brushing your hair out of your face. “Anyways, we are officially at the hotel in Venice. It is so beautiful. I thought, "Oh, it probably just looks good in the photos," but it is actually so gorgeous. I’m kind of shocked at how luxurious the room looks as well,” you stated while looking around you.
Chris quickly passes behind you, shirtless, clearly amused by his own little pranks.
“Chris, I’m filming! Put a shirt on, will ya?” you huffed.
“Hey, I'm helping with the views. Watch, this is going to be the most replayed part of the video," he said, ruffling your hair.
“Don’t mess up my hair, you muppet,” you said with a laugh while pushing him away. “Anyways, today we will be sightseeing and going to dinner. Hopefully, I can make it through without wringing his neck.” You looked behind you to make sure he went to the bathroom and leaned in closer to the camera and whispered, “I have a surprise for Chris." He thinks we’re going sightseeing before dinner, but…drum roll, please….we’re going to a football game!” you said excitedly.
“I’ve never really been one for football, but since I started dating Chris, I found myself kind of, how do I say this, falling in love with it—I guess,” you said with a giggle. “We’re going to Stadio Pier Luigi Penzo, and I just hope he likes the surprise. I wanted to do something nice for him since he brought me here.”
Chris exits the bathroom and comes up behind you and kisses your head. “Let’s get ready. There’s a lot to see and a lot more people out and about.”
“Okay, my loves, I will update you when we get back in from our day. Or night, because we’ll probably be out late,” you laugh while looking at Chris.
“If we’re not already busy," he added with a sly smile.
“Chris! Would you just—just go do something!” you exclaim, covering your face with embarrassment.
“Anyway, my loves. I will see you later tonight. Byeee,” you cooed with a quick wink.
“Byeee,” Chris echoed, mimicking your tone. You couldn’t help but laugh before the clip ended.
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You guys arrived at a cute little Italian cafe. You sat outside by the street. You both had ordered some pastries and coffee. You set the camera up while Chris went to the bathroom.
“Okay, here we go, guys! "I'm going to show him the tickets,” you said in a sing-song voice.
Your hands slightly shook from nerves. You had dearly hoped that he would like the gift.
You nervously adjusted the camera, making sure to get the beautiful streets of Venice in the back. Chris wandered back to the table clueless. He sat down, already a little suspicious because of the other camera pointing at him.
“What is it? Why is the camera pointing at me? Please, love, no pranks, not today," he pleaded.
You giggled at his nervous apprehensiveness. “No, no pranks today. Tomorrow though…”
“Reader…,” he said in a warning tone.
"Relax, I’m just taking the piss,” you said with an impish smile. “I do have a surprise for you, though.”
“A surprise? For me/Oh, you shouldn’t have, love,” he said with a hand over his heart.
“Take a look,” you said while handing him your phone. They were two tickets for a local football game at the second oldest stadium in Italy.
“Wow! This is, this is amazing. This is incredibly sweet of you! Thank you, darling," he said, amazed. He reached over and grabbed your hand and kissed it gently.
Your cheeks warmed from the simple display of affection, which quickly reminded her how the smallest gestures from him made her heart leap.
“Okay, well, we have to get going because I heard it gets quite crowded during the afternoon matches,” you said while getting your things together. “I will catch you guys tonight; I actually mean it this time. "I'll take pics for the Insta for you guys, so don’t worry,” you stated with a reassuring tone. You blew a kiss, and the clip ended.
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You guys were back in the hotel after having an electric night filled with beer and questionable stadium food. You were in your pajamas and barefoot with Chris sitting next to you.
“Well, my loves, the first day of our little trip is done. We started it off with a bang. The rest probably won’t be as interesting, but I will still vlog a bit.”
“I, for one, had a brilliant time, mostly cause it was about me,” he sassed, pretending to tuck his hair behind his ear.
“Anything for my pretty, pretty princess,” you giggled while ruffling his hair.
“Okay, stop making me laugh; I have to end this vlog,” you said, trying to keep a straight face. However, a little smile always manages to peek through.
“Go on, end it. I’m waiting for you. I had to share my girlfriend with a camera all day; I can’t wait for it to end to be honest,” he joked with his little signature laugh.
“Okay, okay. We had a lot of fun; we did a lot of things. I hope you enjoy,” you said with a light laugh. "Goodbye, my pretties,” you said with the best wicked witch impression you could give.
“That was actually kinda good,” he mused.
“Thank you. Can I turn the camera off now?," you mused back.
“You have fingers; go ahead. No one’s stopping you!," he said while pointing at the camera.
"Byeeee!" you both said, laughing after realizing you were in sync.
“You copied me,” he laughed while he started to tickle you.
“Ahh! No! Stop it! I haven't turned the camera off!" you shrieked with laughter.
