sunkissed treasure—
chapter 2 🏝️🌺

chris's pov
sun was coming through my window, and i could hear music faintly coming from outside my door. nick's loud voice was present, and it seemed like he was annoying matt.

it was around 12:30, and then i remembered that brylee came to sleep with me last night. she was curled up into me, and our fingers were intertwined.

nick's music was getting closer and louder to my door. as much as i wanted to get up, i wanted to sleep in next to brylee.

"WAKEY WAKEY!!" i heard nick's loud voice, echo through my room. he opened the door, and the music was on full blast, echoing throughout the entire room.

"CAR VIDEO TODAY!!" he screamed. i looked down to see brylee moving in her sleep, seems like she was still fast asleep.

"NICK!!" i yelled to him. the music stopped and he stared at me. "WHERE'S BRYLEE??" he screamed back. i pointed down and he shut up immediately.

"matt's looking for her." "why? she's sleeping?"
as if nick couldn't see fucking anything, i opened up the duvet so nick could fucking see. "ohh, she's with you?" he was confused.

"yeah, she couldn't sleep last night, so i offered comfort." i told him. "what should i tell matt then?" he asked me.

"don't tell him anything." a voice was heard from below me. "brylee? you can go back to sleep, matt can wait." i told her. she shook her head and looked around.

bed head was something i noticed immediately when she sat up, with my arm still wrapped around her waist.

"hey nick." she waved to him. "get up queen!! matt wants you." and he pulled her arm, and she fell off the bed. "nick!" i yelled. i grabbed her before she hit the floor. "you okay?" i asked her. she nodded her head, seems like she was still trying to wake up.

i gently let go of her arm, and watched her as she slumped against my bed. nick pressed play on his phone, and she jumped. like a good foot in the air.

"nick, leave, now!" "i need to take her to matt first, hold on." he tsked. "fine, send her off." i was annoyed and laid back down in my bed.

nick's pov
"come on girl, matt's waiting." i dragged her out of chris's room, he can grumble all he wants.

"matt, here's your victim!" i pushed her towards matt. "get dressed hoe! matt take her to her room."

as matt took her up the stairs, and to her room, that she officially has in our house, i went back to chris's room.

as i went back into his room, he groaned. "get up!" i yelled. "what the fuck nick? what are we doing?"

"planning her birthday? did you really forget it?" i questioned him. "so that's what you wanted to do, plan a party. does she even want one?" chris asked.

"well, i don't know, i haven't asked her yet. but we need to invite people."

"how do we know if she wants a big or small gathering?" he just keeps asking question after question.

"i once heard her say that she wanted a big party." "well, i really wonder how you get this information?"

"i just know." i shrugged my shoulders.

meanwhile. . . . .

"how about this one?" matt held up another outfit. she shook her head. "what is this for matt?"

"i'm just helping out." he shrugged his shoulders. "nah, you're up to something." she told him, eyes narrowing.

"i'm not." he held his hands up. she shook her head, but got up and picked out an outfit.

"can i have one of nick's shirts to wear? he kicked me out when i was sleeping, so it's payback." she told matt, leaving and going to nick's room, grabbing a shirt, and going back to her room.

"do you want me to leave? so you can change? and get ready?" matt asked. "sure." just answered with one word. matt swiftly left the room and down the stairs towards chris's room.

he knocked on the door, scaring the shit out of nick, chris laughing because of the reaction. then nick flipped him off.

"did you distract her?" "she's changing at the moment." matt answered nick.

"now, we gotta figure out what's on that birthday list?" nick told the other two.

"you have to be really deep into the conversation with her to ask that. she won't give it to you upright." chris chimed in.

"well, no dip." nick said sarcastically.

chris rolled his eyes.

meanwhile. . . . .

she sat in her room, doing skincare. she thought about what the triplets were doing, since she was kicked out of chris's bed.

today she was wearing black leggings, and one of nick's random t-shirts, that he wouldn't mind her wearing. she went on her phone, just scrolling through twitter.

in chris's room. . . . .

"matt is still on distracting duty. you got ask all the right questions."

"what if she catches on to what i'm doing?" matt starts to bite his nails.

"she won't, i'll make sure of it."

"matt, he's asking if you want to trade jobs." chris explained.

"nick, what is your job?" he asked.

"basically i gotta call everyone, get the flights ready to fly out, all of the places i gotta book all the reservations...." he rambled on and on.

"i'll keep the job i have." matt said.

"good, but chris can always help you out, if it gets tough."

"but my job is the hardest." chris whined.

"doesn't matter chris, you can still help matt out." nick told him.

"but what is chris's job?" matt asked.

"his is to get her birthday list, he can ramble on about different things to get her to spill." nick told him.

the brothers nodded, now knowing on what they needed to do. matt left the room after that, chris got out of bed, and nick went to couch.

later that day. . . . .

nick was in own room, lazying around, editing another youtube video for their channel. and getting reservations and stuff ready for brylee's birthday.

matt and chris were out in the living room talking with brylee about anything. or at least chris was. he was very talkative right about now.

"so, your birthday's soon..any special plans?" matt asked, as best he could, looking to chris, who nodded that it was okay.

"uhh, i want to go to italy so bad though. that's been the wish. every fucking year, i try to ask my parents, but i always get pushed aside. my best birthdays are the ones spent with you guys, nate, your parents." she vented.

"and i want like a small gathering. it can be a party, but i want not that many people."

"anything else?"

"as i told nick, and he berated me for this, i don't have my birthday list. i haven't had the time to do any of that."

she stops ranting, and just calms down for a minute, and opens up her phone, going to her notes app. she does have her birthday list ready, she just doesn't want to send it yet.

later that night. . . . .

lover girl 🫶🩵
chris?

lover boy 🫶❤️
what's up?
you okay?

lover girl 🫶🩵
nothing's wrong

lover boy 🫶❤️
then why did u text me?

lover girl 🫶🩵
u want my bday list or not??

lover boy 🫶❤️
sure, send it over when ready :)

lover girl 🫶🩵

here chris and pass it along to nick and matt, nate, your parents

lover boy 🫶❤️
thanks 🙏
goodnight bry

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idiot 😇
nick i have the list

editor 🦜
thanks.
matt..did you get the questions answered? bc i'm abt to book flights, places, etc

angel 🩵
uhh she said small gathering, italy 🇮🇹

editor 🦜
nate's paying for his own flight, im not doing it

idiot 😇
huh?

editor 🦜
wrong person
the tix are just expensive
$5000 per person

idiot 😇
damn, where we going in italy?

editor 🦜
venice
i'm having nate buy bry's tix

idiot 😇
also nick?
i have a question abt the list she sent me

editor 🦜
okay

idiot 😇
she said at the end of the list
"and something weird (nick knows what i'm talking about)"

angel 🩵
idk 🤷
nick you and brylee hiding something 🤨

editor 🦜
lmao, i didn't think she'd put that on there
just ignore that last bit, i already have the perfect gift for that.
thx for sending the list chris

angel 🩵
did you send it to me?

idiot 😇
sent matt
but wait? why can't brylee buy her own tix??

editor 🦜
she doesn't have that kind of money
nate agreed with me

idiot 😇
that kind of money ??

editor 🦜
she's an artist yeah

idiot 😇
yeah?

editor 🦜
her income is the money she gets from selling paintings/drawings to people. i asked her how much money she has. she told me that she just reached $5k. the plane tix is that much. she worked hard for that

idiot 😇
makes sense

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the morning came and brylee was the last one awake. she could hear music coming from outside her bedroom door, and chris's voice was present.

she brushed her hair aside, and pushed her covers off. she looked at the time, and it was already 1:35 pm. she slept for 13 hours, wow.

"WAKE UP GIRLY!!" nick's screams fill her room. she covered her ears as it was too loud for her. she saw chris in the doorway, and she got up from her bed, pushing nick and his music away.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" nick yelled. "shut up nick!! now is not the time." she used her morning voice.

she went to chris and hugged him. "morning bry." chris said, hugging her back. "morning chris." she told him.

"chris, you are so whipped."

"shut the fuck up matt!"

"chris—"

"shut up nick! no i'm not!" he whined.

"you totally are though!"

chris knew he had butterflies in his stomach. he was just trying to push away his feelings. wrong idea chris.

ash's notes //

okay hey!! did we enjoy this chapter?? this is a short filler chapter, with a shitty ending.
sorry 😭

i wanted to go further, but then this chapter would be too long. i promise a long chapter next time. #trust

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special shoutout to //

stabbingmcyt 💜💜

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