false god- matthew sturniolo

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i smiled while matt was laying inbetween my legs,
his head on my chest as i put my fingers through
his hair.

"do you want me to give you, your gifts when you
get back or before you leave tomorrow?" i asked
matt. "i don't know," he groaned rubbing his
warm cheek against my chest. "i wanna give
them to you though!" i kissed his head.
"i wish you could come to boston with us,"
matt lifted his face and look at me with sad
eyes. "i know, but i'll see you for new years and
you'll be my new years kiss," i winked at him.
a smiled formed onto his face. "do you have my
gifts with you?" he asked. i nodded my head.
"i have your gifts, nicks and chris of course,"
"i wasn't too sure on what to get chris, so i just
bought him a tray of pepsi and a box of vintage
clothes my boss was throwing away, so i took
them," i tell matt. "you didn't have to do all that."
"i know but i like gift giving and your gift is too
good."

"okay, okay!" i handed nick his gifts. which were
an old vintage camera i found that works perfectly
and some candy. "girl what did you buy me?" nick
says pulling out the camera box out of the gift
bag. i smiled at him. "your actually insane!"

"here you go," i plopped a heavy cardboard box
in front of chris with a tray of pepsi.

"what is this?" he wondered. "opennnnn it!" i
smiled. matt's arms were around my waist from
behind. he tore open the cardboard box.
"clothes?" he wondered. "a bunch of vintage stuff,
i had no clue what to get you sorry." i bit my lip.
"don't be," "this shit looks expensive as hell tate."

"where's matt's gifts?" chris asked. "i'm not giving
him them until you guys get back," "i wanted to
see his reaction!" nick whined. "you know what
it is?" matt's head darted to nick. "maybeeeee."
he sang. "come on tate, let's goooooo," matt
pulled me. "where are you guys going?" chris
asked. "to get food before i drop tate off at work,
we still going top golf later?" "yeah, of course."

me and matt spend way too much money on food,
it's honestly a problem. i'm mostly the one asking
to get food, but matt, nick and chris don't really
eating anything but fast food.

"do you want to come with us to top golf after
work?" matt offered. i shook my head. "baby,
i wish i could but i can't, i have to shower and
wrap more gifts," i took a sip out of my drink.
"it's good, i just didn't want to you think we
didn't want you there." he gave me a sweet
smile. "thank you." i kissed his cheek.

"merry christmas," matt smiled at me through my
phone screen. "thank you," i smiled. "i wish you
we're here, mostly nick actually," matt laughed.
"i know he misses me the most," i teased. he smiled.
"i just thought i'd call you real quick, we're going
to my aunts now so i'll call you back then if you
wanna talk okay?" he looked so handsome i
could cry. i nodded my head. "yeah of course."

"i swear im gonna kill you chris," i rolled my eyes.
"he has no idea your coming!" chris exclaimed.
"yeah but nick told me you nearly ruined the
surprise," i hauled my bags up the steps.
"take her bags chris!" a older women appeared
at the door. i was guessing it was their mom.
i smiled at her. "tate, it's so nice to meet you
i'm marylou, come in, come in!" she exclaimed.
"thank you, it's nice to meet you too," "matt is
still sleeping, you could go upstairs and wake him
up." marylou hinted. "i definitely will if chris would
show me where his room is." i looked at chris.

"shhhhhhhh," chris put his index finger over his
mouth.

i creaked matt's bedroom open. he was sprawled
out on the bed, duvet covering his body. he looked
so peaceful. "have fun!" chris smiled. "not like
that you dirty minded fuck."