⋆.ೃwe’ll live forever࿔*:･
you are helping veneer get ready for his next show. you both have had crushes on each other since you were kids, and all you two wanted to do was confess your undying love for each other, and the only thing stopping you was velvets disapproval and judgment.
but, that doesn’t stop the tension between you two when you’re alone…
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you hear Velvet speaking from the radio that was
attached to your chest, which helped the twins
communicate with you easily whenever they needed
you. currently, you were in your own “ office “ (not
really privileged to you, but it’s where you got your
work done ) getting contracts ready for Velvet and
Veneer to sign. you weren’t very sure either of them
were even going to sign, but you were just doing your
job. you fumbled your hands to hold the speak
button of the radio and stood up rapidly from your
“yes, Violet. on my way,”
you gathered your papers and tapped them upright
on the table a few times to make them even, then
you dashed out the door and to their dressing room.
you didn’t like to admit it, but every time that Violet
called you to their room, you couldn’t help but feel
excited to see her brother, Veneer. whenever she was
being uptight or just plain rude, Veneers little jokes or
just the sound of his voice made the room feel a lot
less tiny. you’re anxious quite a bit , and perhaps he
picked up on it, because even just a softened gaze
from him helps you ease up.
you were a little like him, in a way. both of you thrive
to find approval from those higher than you, and in
your case it was both of them and HR.
it didn’t really take much for Veneer to like you,
you arrived to their door, and knocked gently but
hard enough to have them hear you. oftentimes you
were scared of knocking too loud, since Violet
doesn’t like to be interrupted by obnoxiously loud
sounds…that’s really the only thing you can relate to
the door opened, and you saw Veneer standing there
with a warming smile on his face, and his hair looking
a little…eccentric. gel clearly wasn’t put in the right
way, strands falling out, and it was tilted to the side?
the sight made you blush, and you couldn’t help but
smile back, gripping the papers a little more tightly in
you and Veneer jolted from velvets snappy tone, and
the door was whipped all the way open, tearing it
moderately-infuriated Velvet who looked upset but
also stressed. she then grabbed Veneers wrist and
pulled him towards a dresser chair, forcing him down
and pointing at him, one hand on her hip.
“okay, i CANNOT get his hair to cooperate. or
she exclaimed, throwing her hands in
the air as if she was trying to strangle her own brain.
she pointed to the closet and stomped her foot
“i had to put crimp in there because even SHE couldn’t do it ! i- just-“
she was obviously stressed out, and you showed her
“i understand. here,” you handed her the papers. “if
you can just throw a few signatures on here, i’ll fix
him up for you. i used to do a bit of hair dressing in
university, i’m sure i’ll be able to do something.”
her gaze softened for a moment, like she was
relaxed, but it was instantly back to a stubborn look,
and she snatched the papers from you.
“fine.” she sneered, and grabbed a pen from the
vanity. “i’ll be back, i have to go see a couple of
snobby interviewers before the show.” she notified,
approaching and opening the door. her back towards
she slammed the door, you and Veneer jolting again.
it was silence for a moment, until you cleared your
throat. “okay, let me figure this out.” you start
grabbing scissors, gel, hairspray, a comb, and bobby
pins to prepare yourself. Veneer watches you as you
speak to yourself and collect your train of thought.
he stares a little longer than he should.
you then turn him around in the chair and step
closer, your chest almost pressed against the back of
him. you clench your jaw and are instantly flooded
with the scent of 100 toxins from his hair, which you
found sort of nice. you start to drag your fingers
through his crunchy hair, easily getting knots out so
“you didn’t have to do this,” he says quietly, watching
you in the mirror as you comb through his hair.
you smile at him without making eye contact.
“oh, i know. i want to. it’s fun.” you say in an almost
monotone voice since you were concentrating. he
doesn’t respond , only admires you. you start to work
your magic, pinning up chunks of hair and letting
some fall, costing your hands with gel and infesting
his nest with hairspray. it was time to move to the
front, but a strand you had in your hand had to
stretch to that direction.
you walk around Veneer, your arms basically
wrapped around him, and stand in front of him whilst
pinning up that strand of hair you had in your hand.
this position seemed to last a little longer than it
should have, as you were shaking from nervousness.
you held your breath , anxious that he would feel it on
you back away for a second, looking at your progress
so far, and he looked up at you with his big beady
eyes , as if he was just waiting for you to do
something. you tried to shake off the tension, but it
didn’t help when you had to get up in his face to fix
the obnoxiously huge wave in hair.
and there you were, your hands all up in his hair, your
faces inches apart, and all you could think about was
if his green lipstick tasted like lime.
you were nearly done, you would be able to breathe
in 10 seconds, when you two locked eyes. you didn’t
notice how flushed in the face he was until now. his
lips were slightly parted, his eyes gleamed as he
he shifted in his seat, and you backed away, letting
“o-okay, your hair is done. i’ll re touch your makeup.”
you said nervously , picking up his stick of lipstick
that was next to his sisters. you leaned close to him
once more, held his chin like you would your
favourite book, and swiped his bottom lip very
carefully. then, he had jerked his head oh so slightly
to the side, causing a smudge. you just stood there
thinking ‘shit , i need to wipe that off,’.
if only that’s what you were really thinking.
before you could comprehend your next action, he
muttered your name in a whisper and reached his
head forward, pressing his stained lips to your tinted
ones. you dropped the stick of lipstick, your hand
still in the air , and let yourself melt into the feeling.
your heads simultaneously titled as a natural flow of
kissing started, and Veneers fingers danced on the
skin of your forearms. you could feel the energy
coming off of him, how he desired more passion of
your slow, sweet kisses, but he was already drunk off
of what you were giving him now.
then he stood, leaning you gently against the vanity,
putting one hand on the platform and the other
snaked around your waist to support you. you kept
yours on his shoulders, not wanting to mess up his
hair, but he couldn’t care less.
pulling away from each other, you both caught your
breaths, your eyes still closed to capture what just
happened. you felt his right hand take yours, your
fingers intertwining as he left a trail of kisses down
your jaw and rested his forehead on the crook of your
neck, smiling against you.
“Veneer…” you whisper, nudging your shoulder to
make him lift his head. he hummed in response and
looked at you, a sly smile on his face. you felt
flustered , trying to turn your head away but he used
his cheek to guide your face back towards him,
giving you a soft kiss in return. you then feel alarmed
and pushed him back slightly.
“ shit ! you have to GO, Velvet is going to kill you,
fuck, your makeup isn’t done, i-“
Veneer cut you off with a finger to your lips, waiting
for you to be quiet before backing away, putting his
“I don’t care , dear. it’s a look, some fan will love it.”
he winked at you and opened the door, turning his
“doesn’t it tell them that i’m off limits anyway?” he
clearly teased and your mouth parted slightly in awe.
he chuckled, his eyes falling half open.
“meet me backstage after the show , y/n. maybe we
can ruin the lipstick a little more.”
you stood there in disbelief.
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i hope u guys enjoyed this, my writing isn’t terrific 😞 if u have any suggestions about making Veneers character more realistic or just ideas for more one shots pls lmk !!! p.s im open to doing all genders for Veneer , i just wanted to stay neutral for my first fic <33
