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── Cuddle Medicine ୨୧˖° || C.S

˖°࿐ ❝ you're my sick and needy baby. ❞

contains: fluff, bf!chris, no warnings at all.

・. ˚˖ ࣪

ps: english isn't my first language.

it was around 1pm in the afternoon and you feel like bullshit. your head was pounding and aching, your body felt so heavy, your throat was feeling so goddamn dry, and just every worst feeling you can feel.

and so, your caring boyfriend went out to buy you your favorite warm soup from a local market. you're currently curled up in bed, wearing his soft hoodie that swallowed you whole. just as you were about to pick your phone and call him, he already arrived, the sound of a paper bag rustling echoed the kitchen.

"hey baby, you feeling any better?" chris asked you as he walked towards the bed and sat beside you—stroking your hair gently and planting a soft kiss on your forehead. "no.. i hate being sick so much." you whined and buried your face on his chest. "i know ma." he muttered against your hair. "c'mon, up. bought your favorite soup."

chris helped you stand up and guided you by holding your waist as you sat down at the kitchen counter stool. your eyes were droopy and tired as you stared at the soup and took a slow sip out of a spoon. "good?" chris asked as he stood beside you and gently stroked your hair. "mhmm.. love it." you hummed and gave him a warm smile.

his heart practically melted at your smile as he leaned down and kissed your cheek. "do you need chamomile tea?" he softly questioned as you hummed in response. "okay, I'll be right back.''

chris began to move as he picked up a mug, honey, a chamomile tea bag, a pot of hot water, and almond milk since he knows what you prefer. a few moments has passed and he carefully handed you a warm cup of tea.

"thank you baby."

"of course, anything for my girl."

─╴

both of you are now cuddling in the couch while watching your favorite show. your head rested on his chest as chris' hand traced lazy circles on your shoulder. he stood up to use the bathroom as you weakly tugged the sleeve of his hoodie.

"mhmm.. don't go anywhere." you whined and pouted.

"okay, okay. so needy, damn" he chuckled softly as he sat back down.

you rolled your eyes at his words and gently hit his arm. "listen here, christopher. im no baby, im a big girl." you pointed your finger at him—trying to look scary and mean, but he just found it adorable and gently lowered your finger.

"yeah whatever, you're my sick and needy baby."

a/n: he's so boyfie material😭

courta13

𝔇𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶 𝔐𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔰𝔨𝔢𝔶

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 6: The Photograph

𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: lowk stalking, suspicious behavior, paranoia, mysterious gifts, crime/mafia themes, bar setting, reader feels watched/followed, reader receives a mysterious letter, mentions of blood (not readers), that's pretty much it, I think! Lmk if I missed anything!

*This is a series, please read it in order! Masterlist is at the bottom!*

𝔓𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯

The performance went smoothly, everyone loved y'all, and some people even came up to you personally saying how you needed to perform with the band more often.

As you're putting your guitar away, your co-worker walks up to you, and you look up.

“You've gotta perform with us more often, Scar! At least 5 people walked up to us saying you had to join us again.” He says with a smile.

You chuckle, “I'll definitely consider it.” you say, locking the case.

Shortly after, you walk out of the bar with your co-worker and his band, laughing at something he said.

Something makes you look towards your car, and the sight makes your heart rate pick up.

You say your good-byes to your co-worker and his band mates, then you walk over to your car.

And as you get closer, it becomes clear you weren't just seeing things.

There, on the hood of your car, is a small black box, tied with a red bow.

You pick it up, then get in your car, placing it in your passenger seat.

The whole drive home, you keep glancing over at it, wondering what it could be.

When you arrive home, you grab the box, step out of the car, then close the door, and click the remote to lock it.

Once you get inside, you toss your purse, and guitar case on the couch, then walk over to your kitchen counter, setting the box down.

You untie the ribbon, then lift the lid hesitantly. What you see inside makes you gasp, dropping the lid as you take a step back.

Inside the box is a photograph of you performing at the bar, and considering your co-workers band usually draws a pretty big crowd, there's no way to tell who that could've been.

But what terrifies you more is the bloody thumb print at the corner of the photo graph.

Once your heart stops beating so fast, you walk over to the sink, and crouch down to grab a pair of disposable gloves from under your sink.

You snap them on as you walk back over to the photo, still using your fingertips to pick it up, setting it down like it burned you.

Under the photograph is a letter, just like always. You carefully open it, then read it.

It reads,

Dearest Scarlett,

You were amazing tonight. I hope to see you perform again soon. You don't know me yet, but soon, you will. ;)

And lastly, beside where the letter was, is a single red rose. It's only the third gift, and already you're starting to notice a pattern, he always includes a letter, and a rose.

Your mind races with thoughts, who took this, where did the blood come from, and… what could he possibly do next?

𝔇𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔯 ℭ𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔰: @strangergraphics

𝔄/𝔑: Sorry for making y'all wait so long for this, I honestly didn't think so many of y'all wanted/anticipated it, but it makes me so happy that y'all like this series! I hope this was worth the wait, and the next chapter should be coming very soon! I've decided I'm going to work on this in-between fics and reqs now that I've got this written! If any of y'all have any ideas for the co-workers name, so I can call him something besides "your co-worker" feel free to comment suggestions below! And, as always, if y'all have any reqs or asks about them, or any of my AU's plsplspls Imk! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Their Masterlist is Here!

My Main Masterlist is Here!

𝔐𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 #1: @sturnskiss @sturn-baby05 @444jap @inkedsturnioloss @ariestrxsh @pepsipoet @sturniolo-szn2 @owensbabygirl @imnotoutofhislife @devotedlyteenagemusic @savmattsfavmattgirl @bsturnzz @every1lovesnaosstuffstuff @amandapanda2 @stars4star @nottodaysaris @bendmeoverchris @applevsworld @urfaveprettypsycho @noellexflwrs @m4tt1tud3 @mlsfxyaps @luvvlypixie @mattsmirrorpics @rainyyy-weather @whore4chris @ly1a-sturn @wildessofa @ilovesamgoldencoch @valentinasturn @chrissbunny @bunnymuffinn @ivysturnss @calumhooddilf @theweekndisfor3v3r @unicornchuu @mattsfavpervert @privatelyowned-t @brunettedotcom @soyoujustginbringmeabirthdaygift @angel-sturn1 @oopsiedaisydoe @winniethepooh326 @underthe1nfluencee @elaranora @dollformatt @raekelly13 @crjsss (If you wanna be added or removed, just lmk!)

𝔛𝔒, ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱 💋

courta13

𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣/𝔄𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱: @sturnsgirlygirl @avaaa-2025 @mattsturnisdaddy

cybersturn

need them to brosex me up

chrisssiren

ohmygod... the coloring is breathtaking

mattsturnisdaddy

she’s so gorgeous like.😍😍😍

courta13

𝔖𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔇𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰

ℑ𝔫 𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥.. Based off of this Request! By Anon

𝔓𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: Black Cat!Matt & "Sugar" aka Co-worker!Sugar from the Tools of Temptation AU

⚠︎: fluff, slight angst, minor injury (quickly touching a hot pan), I think that's all, lmk if I missed anything!

It was honestly an accident, you went to pull the brownies out of the oven, completely forgetting to put on oven mitts.

As you reached for the pan you winced, and yelled “FUCK.” as you touched the pan.

Matt was leaning against the counter as he scrolled on his phone when he heard, and he immediately snapped his head in your direction, tossing his phone carelessly on the counter as he ran over to you. “Fuck shug, are you ok?” He asks, taking your hands to inspect them, frowning when he sees your palms are already slightly red, and irritated.

You wince as he touches them, but it's not that bad since you only touched it for a second. “Yeah baby, I'm fine. It was just a second, it'll probably bubble a little, but it's not that bad.” You say, pulling your hands away to go run them under cool water for a few minutes.

As you hold your hands under the water you hear Matt walk off, looking over your shoulder at his retreating form with furrowed brows.

Minutes later he comes into the kitchen with ointment, and gauze.

After a few more minutes, he quickly grabs your hand, and drys it off before applying the ointment. “Matt, it's not that big of a deal really.” You say, noticing how concerned he looks.

He looks at you with a frown, “Yeah, but what if it was worse? The pans hot, you gotta be more careful shug.” He says, closing the ointment, then starting to wrap your hands, one at a time.

You smile, “You're cute when you're worried.” You say, trying to lighten the mood.

The corner of his mouth twitches, you can tell he wants to smile, but he schools his expression. “It's not funny shug, you could've gotten really hurt.” He says.

You nod, “Yeah I know, but I didn't baby. I'm fine.” You say, hands cupping his cheeks once he's done wrapping your hands.

He smiles finally, not fighting it anymore.

He takes your hands, turning them over to kiss each palm. “Just be more careful next time, ok shug?” He says, giving you a stern look.

You smile, “Ok Matty, I promise.” You say as you nod.

He nods back, satisfied for now. “Munchies and a movie?” He asks with a smirk, carefully grabbing your hand, and guiding you into the living room.

You nod excitedly, but stop wanting to get the brownies.

He gives you a playful glare, “Nah shug, I got this. Just go sit your sweet ass down.” He says, giving your butt a little tap, nudging you towards the couch.

You nod, giggling as you walk over to sit on the couch.

𝔇𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔯 ℭ𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔰: @/anitalenia

𝔄/𝔑: Thank you sm for that request, here's a quick blurb for you my lovely anon! I hope y'all liked this, and I hope this is what you envisioned anon! And, as always, if y'all have any reqs or asks, plsplspls lmk! More fluff reqs would be amazing because I can work on those in-between smut fics/reqs! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

AU Masterlist is Here!

Their Masterlist is Here!

My Main Masterlist is Here!

𝔐𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 #1: @sturnskiss @sturn-baby05 @444jap @inkedsturnioloss @ariestrxsh @pepsipoet @sturniolo-szn2 @owensbabygirl @imnotoutofhislife @devotedlyteenagemusic @savmattsfavmattgirl @bsturnzz @every1lovesnaosstuffstuff @amandapanda2 @stars4star @nottodaysaris @bendmeoverchris @applevsworld @urfaveprettypsycho @noellexflwrs @m4tt1tud3 @mlsfxyaps @luvvlypixie @mattsmirrorpics @rainyyy-weather @whore4chris @ly1a-sturn @wildessofa @ilovesamgoldencoch @valentinasturn @chrissbunny @bunnymuffinn @ivysturnss @calumhooddilf @theweekndisfor3v3r @unicornchuu @mattsfavpervert @privatelyowned-t @brunettedotcom @soyoujustginbringmeabirthdaygift @angel-sturn1 @oopsiedaisydoe @winniethepooh326 @underthe1nfluencee @elaranora @dollformatt @raekelly13 @crjsss (If you wanna be added or removed, just lmk!)

𝔛𝔒, ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱 💋

courta13

𝔉𝔩𝔲𝔣𝔣/𝔄𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱 𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱: @sturnsgirlygirl @avaaa-2025 @mattsturnisdaddy

hannahsturnssxo

My ovulation is ovulating holy😍

chrattvibe

The folded waistband sitting right on his hips... I'm actually losing my mind over this mf

chrattvibe

YEAH YEA RIGHT...

welcome back to the whorehouse you guys

sourgummyball

“Demitra and Chris are dating look at the pictures”

They’re not even in the same country you dumb fuckbrains, and if you can’t tell how horribly edited those pics are you need glasses fr they literally used pics of Chris from 2023 the quality is never clear and on top of that the sisters don’t even be in LA like that. And also in my opinion i don’t think Chris would just jump in a relationship with a freshly 20 year old influencer that they barely been friends with.😭😭