TRAIN TRACKS ? chris chambers x reader

ignore how this is very sloppily written, it's late asf & i'm tired 🤘

You could feel the afternoon sun hot on your back as you rested your chin on top of Chris's head, his hands secured firmly around your thighs while he walked alongside Gordie. And no, the thigh thing is not in the dirty way, though you certainly wouldn't have minded if it was - it had been around ten to fifteen minutes ago when you'd complained about how your legs were absolutely killing you, and Chris being Chris offered to give you a piggyback ride. You had refused, muttering something about crushing him to death, but now here you were with your legs wrapped around his waist and your hands tightly gripping his shoulders. Again, I didn't mean that in the dirty way. But like maybe I did.

"You getting tired yet?" You asked, poking Chris in the side of his head. He smiled. "No way."

"Really?"

"What can I say? I guess I'm just pretty strong." He tilted his head back so he was looking right up at you and flexed one of his arms. You screamed, repeatedly smacking his shoulder. "CHRIS PUT YOUR FUCKING HAND BACK."

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" He laughed. His hand returned back to your thigh and you sighed in relief, while Gordie bit back a laugh. The three of you continued to walk in silence until Teddy, who was a few meters in front of you with Vern, turned around with an excited grin. He gestured towards the radio. "Y/n, it's the Chordettes!"

"Oh, cool!" You replied. You tapped Chris on the shoulder. "Let me down, Chambers."

"No."

"I'm about to lick you."

"Go ahea- EW WHAT I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D ACTUALLY DO IT"

He quickly dropped his hands from beneath your thighs and frantically rubbed at his forehead, which you had indeed licked, while you left to catch up with Teddy and Vern. The two were already singing and dancing along to the song when you had reached them and you were quick to join in, making it just in time for the pop. Nobody noticed the lovesick smile that crossed Chris's face as he watched as you laughed, trying your best to mimic Teddy and Vern's dance.

The three of you continued yelling the lyrics to the next few songs that came on afterwards, none of you realising that you'd left Chris and Gordie far behind, until your throats eventually became sore and your limbs grew tired from all of that stupid dancing. It was fairly quiet for a while, the only sounds being the music from the radio and Chris's voice coming from around a hundred meters back. Then Vern broke the silence, as he always does. "Hey, do you guys think Mighty Mouse could beat up Superman?"

You snorted in disbelief. "Uh-huh, yeah, sure."

"Why not? I saw the other day, he was carrying five elephants in one hand!"

"Boy, you don't know nothin'." Teddy replied. "Mighty Mouse is a cartoon. Superman is a real guy. There's no way a cartoon could beat up a real guy."

"Exactly." You agreed. Teddy high-fived you while Vern rolled his eyes. "You always do this. You always agree with Teddy just to be mean to me! Even if he's making no sense."

"No, she doesn't! She's agreeing with me 'cause I'm right."

"But cartoon logic-"

"Man, screw your cartoon logic! If anything, she's agreeing with Chris 24/7, not me."

"No the fuck I don't." You snapped back, cheeks turning red.

"Yeah, you do! It's so weird. Everytime he says something, you're all like, 'so true, king!' or 'agreed, 100%!' or you make this little face or-" Teddy stopped. "Holy shit."

Your eyes widened. "No no no no no no no-"

"No. Way."

"It's not- no-"

"It makes so much sense now."

"It's not what you think it is!"

"What are you guys talking about?" Vern asked, confused. Teddy grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "You don't get it? Y/n's in love with," He lowered his voice. "Chambers!"

"No, I'm not! I'm not!" You shook your head desperately.

"You're in love with him?"  Vern said. He looked like he was about to pass out.

"No!"

"I can't believe you're in love with-"

"Shut the fuck up, Vern!"

"Y/n's in love with who?" All three of you instantly froze at the sound of Chris Chambers' voice coming from directly behind you, Teddy and Vern glancing at each other while you shot them threatening looks. You cleared your throat and turned around with a smile. "Nobody."

Gordie, who was standing next to Chris, raised his eyebrows. "But we heard-"

"You heard nothing."

"We heard Vern say-"

"You. Heard. Nothing."

"Oh, okay. I guess we misheard." Gordie smiled and nodded respectfully. You smiled back, appreciative of him minding your boundaries, but that smile immediately dropped when he pointed exaggeratedly at Chris and mouthed an obvious, "I know."

You mouthed back a "fuck you", to which he rolled his eyes and made a stupid face in return.

You looked at Chris, who was surprisingly quiet. You'd expected him to begin asking you endless questions but he just looked lost in thought as the five of you continued walking, which was relieving and confusing at the same time. You didn't say anything, though, and the next hour or so of the walk was, for the most part, comfortably silent.

Sixteen songs and a news report later, you'd arrived at a bridge-kinda-thing built over a huge body of water.

THIS ONES NOT MY BEST WORK BUT YALL IM STARTING WRITE CHAPTERS FASTER NOW GO ME