(been trying to write this story since december)

Chris was at his pc, streaming with his brothers whilst playing fortnite. Y/N was also in his room— but cleaning it.

She was sick for the past week and now shes felt the need to clean, everything. And of course chris has no problem with that, hes gets two things out of it.

One, his disgusting room cleaned.
Two, he wont get criticized for his nasty ass room anymore.

Randomly matt spoke up and asked, "Chris, whos in the background?" Chris turned around and glanced at y/n, picking up his dirty laundry off the floor.

"Y/N, shes cleaning my room for me." He turned back around and continued playing his game, "Oh, ask her if she clean mine too when shes done." Matt said, also returning back to his game.

"Im just gonna call my girlfriend 'mamas'," chris spoke up, breaking the silence. Nick and matt immediately said "Gross" and "I couldve lived my life without knowing that"

Y/N's knees went weak and she could feel butterflies erupting in her stomach, a heat piled on her cheeks. She crouched down for a sec, just so if she were to fall it wouldnt hurt as bad.

"Fuck..." she muttered under her breath, in hopes chris wouldnt see her struggle. "Y/N, you okay?" He asked, glancing at her.

"I- uh, yeah, im fine." She quickly stood up, and tried to go back to cleaning his room.

Chris's lips turned into a smirk, knowing damn well she was flustered because he said 'mamas', "Sure, anyways, matt asked if you could clean his room later?" Chris asked her, before looking back to his game.

"Oh, yeah of course." She smiled before finishing making his bed. At least, attempting to finish.

Time skip

"Chris? Do you have a trash bin in here?" Y/N tapped his shoulder, he glanced at her before quickly looking back at his game, he pointed a finger at the bin, guiding her to it.

"Good, then fucking use it." She said, before returning to her previous cleaning, which is picking up empty pepsi cans and other trash.

"Damn, fiesty mamas." Chris said, knowing damn well she was crumbling. Y/N was indeed crumbling, she was leaned up against a wall, attempting to catch her breath.

"Alrighty." Y/N exclaimed, clapping her hands together and getting up from the wall slowly, to ensure she was not going to fall down.

"What?" Chris asked, his eyes glued to the pc infront of him. "Your room is done, I can hear matts room calling my name." She said, picking up the last of his trash and putting it into the bin.

"Ok." Chris replied shortly, no thoughts in his mind, only his game. "You're welcome." Y/N said, walking towards his door, taking her time just to see if chris says 'thank you'.

"Oh yeah, thanks ma!" He smiled knowingly, Y/N felt her cheeks warm up and she immediately started speed walking towards the door, opening and closing it in a blink of an eye.

As soon as she shut the door she laid her back against it and slowly slid down the door, letting out a huge sigh of relief, of no longer having chris up her ass.

She sat for a few moments thinking about how she felt about chris calling her 'mamas' that was until she heard shuffling behind the door and chris saying to his brothers "Gonna get a pepsi."

Y/N immediately sat up, running to matts room.

She busted through matts door, and heard in almost an instant "Are you okay?" Matt asked, taking in her panicky and out of breath state.

"Yeah, yeah! Im fine." She answered, quickly scanning the room to see how dirty it was and of course, to make her think about other things, specifically not about her new nickname.

Time skip.

Y/N was sprawled out on the couch, scrolling on her phone. Nick across from her also scrolling on his phone. They were both sat peacefully, but you could hear faint sounds that were slowly becoming louder, the sound was chris giggling.

Chris walked into the living room and suddenly asked, "Hey mamas, whatcha want for lunch?" Nick's head stayed on his phone but he did make a remark, and his remark was "Thats crazy."

Y/N felt the butterflies erupt in her stomach and her heart race suddenly get faster. "Um, uhh, a ham sandwich please?" She asked, going for the safest option as of right now.

"You got it." He smiled, before opening the fridge and starting to make her sandwich.

Y/N watched as chris made her her sandwich, grabbing the cheese and delicately placing it on the bread in order not to break it.

His hair dangling infront of his face and his veins very much showing in his arms and hands.

Few moments later.

Chris walked to Y/N with a stupid smirk on his face and his hands holding her ham sandwich. "Here ya go mama" he held his hands out infront of Y/N ushering her to take it.

Y/N did take it, with shaky hands and shaky breaths. "T-thanks chris." She said quietly, her sentence coming out the slightest bit slurred.

"Sure thing." Chris spoke, then ran a hand through his hair and walked back to his room, not before grabbing a pepsi from the fridge.

Time skip.

Y/N got up from her bed, throwing the blankets to the side as she lazily pulled her legs to the floor. she stood up and stood there for a few moments to collect herself and make sure she was sort of awake— awake enough to walk without tripping and bashing her head into something.

she walked to the door and opened it, walking down the hallway swiftly, trying to avoid chris' room so she wouldnt have to deal with the nervousness she gets from him.

she finally reached the living room, she walked to a couch and plopped down onto it, shutting her eyes as she laid down. she relaxed into the couch, hoping to fall asleep.

that was before she heard chris plop down by her and pull her legs into his lap, caressing her calf with his fingertips. "hey mama." he spoke softly and quietly.

Y/N didnt answer, but only hid her face in the white cushion of the couch. feeling heat pile onto her cheeks.

"aw, dont hide from me." he said, with a fake pout as his hand traveled from her calf, to her hips, sides and stopped on her arm. he pulled on her elbow, pulling her up so he could see her flustered face. but she didnt let that happen as her hands flew to her face to cover it.

"y'know, you're not smooth Y/N." he spoke quietly, putting his hands on her wrists as he pulled them away, now finally seeing her red face.

"what do you mean?" she asked, opening her eyes and looking into his blue eyes, his mouth curled into a smirk.

"I know how you get flustered and nervous when I call you mamas." his hand held onto her wrist, it slowly trailing up to her hand as he held her hand, interlocking them.

Y/N's eyes widened and her stomach was being attacked with butterflies, "I- it's not my fault- chris.. it- it just kinda..-" chris stopped her by inching his face closer to hers. their noses almost touching and their lips only inches apart.

"its always there, hm? you're always this nervous around me, I can tell."  the way his pink and plump lips parted to speak always got to Y/N, even if it was something mandatory.

"im sorr-" chris cut her off by finally closing the gap between their lips, he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the said, feeling her lips press into his much, much better now.

Y/N now felt at ease with the undying warmth in her stomach when he kissed her, she closed her eyes and kissed him back. finally being at peace.

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