Idk if your requests are open but if so honestly I'm dying for any sort of Sinu and/or Vasco content you'd be willing to give
Notes: I might have slipped fem-coded or fem pronouns into this. Sorry! Self conscious themes. Also, it’s just a little drabble :,)
“I don’t have dimples!” Sinu complains, poking the sides of his cheek roughly. He preens in the mirror for a bit, plucking at the side of his mouth with a frown. His hands brush stray strands of hair out of his eye every couple seconds.
You lounge on the sofa nearby, eyes glued to your phone. His grumbling rings in the back of your ears, and you shake your head.
“What’s that got to do with anything?” You ask.
Sinu turns from the mirror, making a show of dramatically slouching towards you and flopping on the sofa. He pouts his lips and nuzzles into your stomach.
“Dimples are really in nowadays. Y’know… with those young kids and stuff-!” His voice is muffled in your shirt and tinted with some unfamiliar accent.
You resist rolling your eyes for the time being. Stroking his freshly-washed hair, you lean to press a kiss on his head. You sigh, “You kinda are a young kid, Sinu. You’re like— eighteen? Nineteen?”
He lets out a strangled groan and looks up at you. His dark eye sparkles. You catch sight of the goofy smile that spreads across his face. “Nah. I’m getting old.”
You roll your eyes and return your gaze to your phone. Sinu buries his face into your stomach once again. You stay that way for a while.
He scrolls on Newtube himself, eyes scouring the screen filled with attractive people. A diverse collection of strangers and videos wind up on his jumbled feed. That doesn’t matter though. He watches the things with the highest views. The videos everyone is fawning over.
(He gets distracted by a couple cute dog videos which he sends to you. But anyway-)
Dimples. He sees a lot of them. The comments that flash on his screen ringing words of “he’s so hot” and “she’s gorgeous” only solidify his argument.
He should get dimples. Probably. You’re bound to love him.
Actually, Sinu isn’t self-conscious by default. He’s been told he’s good looking. He thanks the people showering him with compliments and winks.
Ever since he lost his eye, though, he senses his handsomeness meter has depleted. He needs some redeeming trait. Something that calls attention away from his eye… just a little.
Of course you’ve never even hinted that you find him imperfections unattractive. Sinu’s just… not the best at reading the room sometimes.
“That’s freaking expensive!” Sinu hollers, staring down at his phone in horror. A plastic surgery add flashes on the screen. Dimple surgery. He blinks in awe.
“What’s ‘freaking expensive’?” You ask, crawling onto the couch beside your boyfriend. Sinu hides his phone screen from you. He aggressively wraps his arm around your shoulders as a distraction. You don’t buy it.
“Ah… just stuff,” Sinu sighs. “I didn’t know you were here.”
His attempts to dance around the subject began to tire you out. You cupped his face and stroked your thumb across his cheeks.
“C’mon Sinu. What is it?
He turns his phone screen towards you and flashes a sheepish grin. “Dimple surgery…?”
You stare at his screen for a while before signing. You lay down on his chest and wrap your arms under his. He places a hand against the small of your back.
“You know Sinu I don’t think you need it.”
You look up at him genuinely. His reply is only a soft smile. You close your eyes. The thought of Sinu changing at all is… bizarre— and anyways, you thought his smile was attractive enough on its own.
“You’ve never been trendy anyways…” you mumble.
Sinu laughs. “Cuz I’m a trendsetter.”
Needless to say… he didn’t really care for getting dimples anymore.
