The night was calm and quiet in the Sturniolo house. Outside, the air was crisp, the stars twinkling above, while inside, the house was bathed in the soft glow of Matt's bedside lamp. The only noise was the hum of the fan and the occasional ding from someone's phone.

Matt was stretched out on his bed, scrolling through his phone, trying to catch up on social media after a long day. He had been busy with filming earlier, but now it was time to get the editing in for tomorrow's upload. He loved making content for the YouTube channel, but tonight, he just wanted to relax.

As he was scrolling, the door creaked open, and Y/N stepped inside, wrapped in one of Matt's oversized hoodies. Her hair was damp from the shower, and she had a sleepy look in her eyes as she walked over to the bed. Without a word, she crawled up next to him, snuggling into his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Hi," she mumbled into his chest, her voice muffled by his hoodie.

Matt smiled and placed his phone aside, reaching down to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Hey, babe. Missed you," he whispered softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

"I missed you too," she replied, tightening her arms around him as if she didn't want to let go. She closed her eyes, settling deeper into him. "I've been thinking about you all day."

Matt couldn't help but chuckle softly, his fingers trailing through her hair. "That's sweet," he said, his voice low and soft, as he leaned back on the bed, feeling completely at ease in her embrace.

The comfort of being with her, though, was interrupted when Matt's phone buzzed on his nightstand. He groaned in frustration but tried to keep it quiet so as not to ruin the peaceful moment.

Y/N, noticing his distraction, lifted her head from his chest and looked at him with a teasing smile. "You're getting distracted already? What's up?" she asked, her voice playful but laced with curiosity.

"Nick and Chris want me to send them the video I filmed earlier," Matt said, running his fingers through his hair. "They need it for the channel so Nick can start editing. They want to upload it by tomorrow."

Y/N tilted her head, her expression shifting to one of playful annoyance. "Seriously? It's late, Matt. You're telling me you're going to work now?"

Matt sighed, looking down at her with a slight frown. "I know, I know, but I can't leave it until the last minute. They'll get on my case, and I don't want to mess up our schedule."

She pouted dramatically, her arms still wrapped tightly around him. "You're 19 years old, Matt. You're the only one in this entire house who has a license, and yet Nick and Chris—nothing! You're telling me that after all these years, they can't even manage to get a driver's license?"

Matt's lips twitched into a grin at her playful jab, but he shrugged it off. "Hey, don't hate on me. I'm the responsible one, clearly," he teased.

Y/N rolled her eyes and laughed softly, but she didn't let go. "It's ridiculous," she continued, her voice playful. "I have my license, but I'm scared to drive. My 16-year-old sister has hers, but Nick and Chris? They're just... pathetic." She emphasized the word, making Matt burst into laughter at her bluntness.

Matt laughed loudly, shaking his head. "Alright, alright. You don't need to rub it in," he said, playfully shoving her lightly. "I swear, I'll get them to drive soon enough. It's just... things have been busy with the channel and everything."

Y/N pressed her lips to his chest, still not letting him go. "I can't believe you're the only one with a license," she muttered, still holding on tightly, her face hidden in his hoodie. "You're 19, Matt, and I swear I'm the only one who can manage to drive. What are they doing with their lives?"

Matt kissed the top of her head again, loving the way she was so playful and full of life. "You're lucky I love you," he said, his voice warm. "They're getting there, I promise. But I really do need to get this video filmed. Nick's already getting impatient."

Y/N gave him an exaggerated sigh and pulled herself up to look at him, her eyes playful but with a hint of mischief. "Well, if you're going to leave me for the channel, then I'm going to have to make you work for it," she said, tapping her chin thoughtfully as if coming up with a plan.

Matt raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by her sudden change of demeanor. "Work for it? What do you mean by that?"

Y/N grinned slyly. "You want to film? Fine. But you owe me. Big time," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I'm thinking... McDonald's. Mean Girls. And I'll even let you leave me your sweater to wear while you're gone. I think that'll be enough."

Matt laughed at how easily she could turn any situation into a win for her. "Alright, alright. You drive a hard bargain, but you've got yourself a deal," he said, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "McDonald's, Mean Girls, and my sweater. But you gotta let me film now."

Y/N's eyes lit up at the offer, her lips curling into a victorious smile. "Deal," she said, nodding eagerly. "But you better not take forever. I'm going to be waiting, and you know how I feel about being kept waiting."

Matt grinned, giving her one last quick kiss on the lips before grabbing his phone. "Alright, let's do this," he said. "I promise I won't take long. You get your McDonald's and Mean Girls, and I get this filmed and sent off. Win-win."

Y/N snuggled into his pillows, making herself comfortable as she watched him set up the camera. "Don't rush through it, though," she said softly, giving him a playful look. "I want to hear all the funny moments in the video. Don't just speed through."

Matt turned the camera on, smiling at her with a playful wink. "Alright, alright. I'll make sure to make it entertaining for you, babe," he said before focusing back on the camera. "Okay, guys. It's Matt here. So, here's the situation... I love my girlfriend more than anything, but I've got to film this video so we can get it up for tomorrow. You know how it is with the channel. Nick and Chris are waiting for this, and I can't be slacking off tonight."

He looked down at Y/N, who was still clinging to him, and he couldn't help but smile. "Sorry, babe," he said, reaching down to press a quick kiss to her lips. "I'll make this quick."

Y/N smiled softly, her voice low as she leaned up to kiss him once more. "Don't forget your promises," she whispered, her eyes full of affection.

Matt gave her a goofy grin. "How could I forget?" he teased, ending the video. He quickly sent it to Nick and Chris and then glanced down at his phone, waiting for their response.

Almost instantly, Nick replied with a message:

Chris sent a similar message:
"Hurry up, man! But we get it. McDonald's and Mean Girls are a must. You've got this."

Matt laughed, showing the messages to Y/N. "Your brothers are relentless," he said, shaking his head with a grin. "But they know the drill."

Y/N rolled her eyes but smiled, clearly amused by the whole situation. "You're lucky they like you," she teased. "Now go! And don't take forever. I'm seriously hungry now."

Matt stood up, stretching his arms with a grin. "Alright, alright. I'll be back soon. And when I come back, I'm bringing all the cuddles, McDonald's, and Mean Girls."

Y/N smiled up at him, still lying in his bed. "I'll be waiting," she said, her voice sweet and full of love.

Matt smiled back, feeling his heart swell with affection as he walked out of the room. "See you in a bit, babe. I promise it'll be worth the wait."