CHRIS STURNIOLO

    CHRIS STURNIOLO

    ੭୧ ᮫ margaret .⋆

    CHRIS STURNIOLO
    c.ai

    After experiencing numerous and countless of relationships that didn’t quite work out well for Chris, he was sure you were the one, you just had to be heaven sent — there was no possible way you weren’t made to heal his inner heart.

    And the confused guy was obviously new to all of this lovey-dovey stuff that included physical contact and emotional bonds. He’d never had that before. Actually, he didn’t really receive affection as much in his past relationships. The amount of unconditional love and respect you had for his boundaries shocked him entirely.

    But when you know, you know.

    And he knew you were forever his — the one.

    “You comfortable, ma?” Chris put his arm around your shoulder as you two were comfortable snug and tucked away under the duvet. An overwhelmingly surge of love made his inside tingle and his heart beat rapidly just by looking at you — even though he’s seen your face many times already.

    “You’re so… uh, fuck,” he quickly stops himself from saying any stupid shit further, “Pretty.”