#glcrydays

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Chris sat in his room, playing with some of his toys on the floor and trying to flip through a magazine - one that he wasn't supposed to have due to the size of the models in it - but he didn't care. Hunter had told him to wait in his room the night before when he was getting ready to go to bed, so he'd only left to go have breakfast this morning. He was nervous since he wasn't sure what Hunter wanted, but he wasn't going to disobey and leave his room to go wandering around like he usually would. Once he heard the door open a bit, the blonde shoved he magazine under his bed and went back to focusing on his toys, humming softly to himself as the older male entered the room.

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After Hunter had left the house to go to the shop, Chris had decided to stretch out on the couch. With the TV on Peppa Pig and the lights turned off, the blonde laid there with his paci in his mouth and favorite stuffed animal tucked under his arm. He’d expected to be left alone until Hunter came home and had gotten situated for a day of cartoons; juice boxes and fruit gummies littered the coffee table for when he needed a snack and he’s gotten into a comfy dress, one that he could move in easily without it being too tight and trapping him. For a little while he’d dozed off, waking up occasionally and catching a bit of his cartoon before slipping back into a light sleep. That was, until he heard a car outside. He expected it to be Hunter coming home, even though it was too early in the day for that. He was still sleepy, though, so he didn’t think to look at the clock. Pulling his blanket up around him, Chris rested his head against the arm of the couch and looked back to the TV, letting out a little yawn as he watched the cartoon.

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A Chris Sterling & Hunter Benson playlist

➤ Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey ➤ Girls - The 1975 ➤ Roses And Violets - Alexander Jean ➤ Valerie - Amy Winehouse ➤ Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys ➤ Glory Days - Betty Who ➤ She Talks To Angels - The Black Crowes ➤ Gypsies, Tramps And Thieves - Cher ➤ Nasty Naughty Boy - Christina Aguilera ➤ Fool Like Me - Cobra Starship ➤ Young Americans - David Bowie ➤ The (After) Life Of The Party - Fall Out Boy ➤ One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) - Frank Sinatra ➤ Your Sweet Six Six Six - HIM ➤ Money All Around - HolyChild ➤ One Of The Boys - Katy Perry ➤ You And I - Lady Gaga ➤ Shake Tramp - Marianas Trench ➤ Jamie All Over - Mayday Parade ➤ Cry Baby - Melanie Martinez ➤ Night Changes - One Direction ➤ Allie - Patrick Stump ➤ Only Girl (In The World) - Rihanna ➤ Hands To Myself - Selena Gomez ➤ Sidekick - Walk The Moon

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After acting up at dinner and being taken into the bedroom by Hunter, Chris sat on the end of the bed and swung his feet, looking down at his lap. As the older male came back into the room after leaving the blonde alone for a few minutes, Chris left his eyes locked on his lap rather than looking up at him. Hearing him sit down next to him, he looked over at Hunter after being told to come and sit on his lap. Shifting, he moved and climbed into the other’s lap, taking a moment to get situated before slipping his arms around Hunter’s neck. At this point, he wasn’t sure how things were going to go - he could either be punished or forgiven, and he wasn’t sure how he should take the older male’s kindness at this time, “Sorry, daddy,” He murmured, leaning up and pecking the other’s lips. “Didn’t mean to make you mad.”

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For nearly the whole time they’d been on the road since they’d left their hotel, Charlie had been behind the wheel while Chris napped in the backseat. It was rare for him to get to drive, but as the afternoon rolled around his boyfriend had started to get tired. Since the blonde had been asleep for most of the time, Charlie figured he should allow him to drive - what could go wrong? It was daytime, it wasn’t like he’d be struggling to see the road. 

But, of course, he was wrong.

Chris had gotten distracted by something off the side of the road, he wasn’t even sure what it was, but it caught his attention. And the next thing he knew, the Mustang was sliding into the railing that divided the roads. By the time the tow truck came to get them to a shop that could try to salvage the car, the blonde was already in tears from being yelled at and they continued to fall nearly the whole way to the shop. Once they got there, though, he wiped at his eyes to try to make himself look halfway decent, even though it didn’t help all that much. As he got out of the truck, Charlie’s fingers almost immediately closed around his wrist and he led - dragged - him inside, pulling him up to the counter and tapping the fingers of his free hand against it.