𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲: 𝐜.𝐬.
warnings: mentions but no descriptions of abusive parents & mentally abusive parents. runaway child, smut, fluff, unprotected sex (wrap it), pussy eating, fingering, soft!dom!chris, pls lmk if i missed anything!!
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silence. the train was silence. pure, utter silence.
you didn't know if you should do this. leave home. run away to los angeles—well, run away to chris.
nick, matt, and chris. your childhood best friends. the ones you hadn’t seen since they moved to LA once their youtube career took off. you’d talked on the phone, texted, and spent hours on facetime with all three boys. but you hadn’t actually seen them since they left.
they’d come back to boston a handful of times, but you never found the time to make plans with them. that was until you decided to stop taking shit from your parents and go to LA—for the boys.
you knew their address. they gave it to you "if you were ever in town." you had their locations too—not that it was ever helpful when you were across the country.
now, you were in an uber, just a block away from their house. that’s when you got the twitch notification. they just started a stream.
shit.
