vance hopper x reader. grumpy x sunshine basically. just kinda in love vance and cheery type reader, please!!
The Grumpy and the Dove
Pairing: Vance Hopper/Reader
Warning: Language, Fluff, Crack.
"Y/n... No." Vance said, groaning as he rolled his eyes. You had begged Vance to go shopping with you, telling him that he needs to extend his wardrobe, saying it was all too bland and the same. "Please??" You begged, jumping up and down in front of him as he sat on his bed, face in his hands. "I don't want- need- I don't need to go to town." Vance stated, looking up at you again. "I don't care if you don't need, to go. I want you to go! I wanna spend time with you Vancey!" You said, as you sat down beside him. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? We can spend time together here, dipshit!" Vance got up off the bed, walking to his closet. Vance opens his closet, showing you the clothes. "Y'see this? All my clothes are fine, I have simple clothes! That's all I need!" He argues and you just sit on his bed with a blank face. "So, most of your shirts don't have rips and holes in them. got it." You say sarcastically, causing Vance to roll his eyes and close his closet with a slam. "jesus." Vance huffs out, hands on his hips as he shakes his head. "If I go, will you shut the fuck up?" Vance finally says, eyes squeezed closed. "Yes!" You say, jumping up off the bed. Before Vance can say anything else, you our his door, running down the stairs and grabbing your coat and his keys. "Slow down!" Vance groans, meeting you at the front door as he is still trying to get his shoes on. You run to his old truck, unlocking the door and already getting in with a huge smile on your face. "Cmon slow poke! We got a Good Will to catch!" You say as you open your door to shout at him. You make a mental note to tell Vance to get his window roller fixed, since he pulled it out of the door one night as you drove him home from the Sheriff's Department. "Damn." Vance says as he opens the driver door, getting in and taking they keys from you and starting the car. As he drives he looks over at you, seeing how happy you are, just to go shopping with him, just to spend time with him. It makes Vance smile to himself, but he'd never tell you straightforward.
