The lead vocalist and guitarist. The undisputed face of the band. An enigma who is deliberately vague about his past. A once in a generation talent and voice. Smells of leather, cherries, and cigarettes. Spiked bracelets and chokers. A wicked eyebrow piercing. Fur coats and leather biker vests. The roar of motorcycle engines. Red eyeshadow. Tattoos, tattoos, tattoos. Sold-out venues around the world. A dropout, but he's a goddamned musical genius. A bookworm, surprisingly. A cat lover. Constantly stressing his PR team out. A global style icon. Deep, late night conversations on the tour bus. Sweaty, fast-paced sex after his performances.
This man is shrouded in mystery. He keeps his circle small, and his trust isn't easily earned. He's fierce and wild and majestic yet surprisingly profound and philosophical.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... frequently stays up all night to create new music as inspiration is always striking him, and he claims that "the music won't let me sleep."
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... possesses that earth-shattering magnitude of star power, the kind where he incites mass pandemonium wherever he goes and can't set foot outside without being swarmed.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... prefers calling you his lover rather than just using the word boyfriend. It feels far more meaningful and intimate to him.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... loves the feeling of you positioned behind him on his motorcycle with your arms wrapped tight around him. He also likes to put your helmet on for you.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... drapes his jacket over you when you fall asleep on the couch in the studio waiting for him to finish recording.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... writes songs inspired by you, not all of which he records or performs for the public. To him, they're meant only for you two.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... has you play his love interest in one of his videos, which you're nervous about since you'll be kissing and touching for the camera.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... will flop his big, heavy body down on top of you after another exhausting day so you can listen as he bitches about it. You patiently listen while running your fingers through his hair.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... gives a cocky wink when he catches your eyes lingering on the way he fills out his tattered jeans or the leather pants that look damn near painted on.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... has more than a few 'my man my man my man' moments when giving acceptance speeches at award shows.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... loves the visual of you walking around the tour bus wearing only one of his shirts that's very big on you.
★ Rockstar!Vinnie who... records the sweet sounds of your moans and gasps from when he's fucking you for use on one his new songs.
request: roommate!vinnie x reader where they are showing off their Halloween costumes and vinnie is being ghostface and reader is a school girl with the skirt and Vinnie can’t help but get hard and reader notices and walks up and starts teasing Vinnie like asking does he like what he see and Vinnie picks him up by his legs and carries him to the room and throws him on the bed and lifts up readers skirt to see his favorite colored thong and vinnie just snaps and dives face first into readers ass and then fucks him in his costume
warnings: smut, cursing, neck biting, mentions of belly bulge, ass smacking, ass eating, femboy reader, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk
halloween was one of the best nights of the year, i mean you get to dress like a slut and no one can judge you for it and tonight you decided to go all out, dressed in a slutty school outfit, wearing a skirt, some stalking, and kinda short heels while vinnie wore a ghostface costume.
"you just had to dress all slutty" vinnie laughs as you walk out your room "this is the one night a year i get to dress like a slut, im gonna go all out" you reason doing a little spin "you can dress slutty anytime of the year, preferably in the apartment" vinnie bites his lower lip as he gets a hard on from seeing a bit of your ass in that cute skirt.
you taking notice to this and being the great roommate that you are, you start teasing him "so what do you think about it vin" you ask walking closer to him and turning around to give him a full view of your ass before rubbing it on his bulge which sets him off just enough to grab you.
"i think we're gonna be missing that halloween party tonight" he says taking you to his room and throwing you on his bed, making hasty work of his costume until he was standing naked in front of you with a hard on, walking closer to you ass up face down ready for him "good slut" he smirks getting on his knees and lifting your skirt to see his favorite colored thing under it.
"what do we have here" he chuckles "oh how did that get there" you tease him pushing your ass further back to him "you whore" he says before diving face first into your ass, eating you out so good you're already moaning out, gripping the sheets in your fingers and begging for more.
vinnie was smothering his face in your ass as his tongue plunged in and out of your hole, tasting that deliciousness until it was engraved on his taste buds before pulling back "shit" he huffs catching his breath "fuck me vin" you say breathless "your wish is my command" he says standing up and giving your ass a nice smack.
"you wanna be my naughty school girl" he rubs his hand over your ass, giving it another nice smack "mhm" you whimper "speak up" he gives your ass another hard smack "yes sir i wanna be your naughty school girl "good slut" he says before slipping his cock in and thrusting into you.
his hips were moving on their own, fucking you nice and deep while holding a chunk of the skirt in his hand to continue pulling you back "yeah take that dick bitch" he groans throwing his head back and letting you do some of the work, backing your ass onto him, desperate for his cum to fill your needy pussy.
"mhm just like that" vinnie hums holding your waist to go back to fucking you, his cock was hitting all the right stops of your gummy walls so much that it was impossible not to moan out his name "yeah keep moaning, im so close" he mummers pulling you back to his chest while still slamming your ass.
putting his hand over your stomach to feel himself giving you a slight stomach bulge until he was unloading his cum into your with a load groan, hiding his face in the crook of your neck before coming back up after riding out his high.
"don't tell me that's all you got mr ghostface" you joke running your fingers through his hair "the hell it is, you're gonna hate me by the time im done with you tonight" vinnie bite and nips at your neck "then do it" you rut your ass on his already hardening dick, it's gonna be one long night for you.
The morning sun peeks through the windows. The half open curtains allow to rays to shine on the boy who’s turing twenty two today.
Vinnie lies on his back, one hand resting on his bare abdomen and the other behind his head.
You wake slowly, gradually getting a sense of your surroundings. The festivities from a couple days prior still made you feel hazy.
After blinking a few times, your eyes get used to the brightness and fall on the man sleeping so peacefully beside you.
Vinnie hums in his sleep, and the arm that was behind his head now makes its way around yours, urging to pull you closer. You gladly obliged, running a hand on his chest, tracing the snake tattoo on his collarbone.
He shifts in bed and for a moment, you think he’s awake. But no. His eyes are still wired shut. With wandering eyes, you take in every detail of his body. The art on his skin, muscles, skin folds. Today is his day and you want to cherish him more than usual.
Your hand makes its way down his chest, caressing the tattoo of the crescent moon until you reach the waistband of his boxers. Peeping up at him, you notice he’s still sleeping. A devilish smile creeps on your lips as you know exactly how to wake him up.
Your hand slides further down, gently cupping the bulge of his cock through his boxers, rubbing sensually as to wake up the nerves down there. The reaction is instant. When you slip a hand underneath, he’s already half hard. Getting excited. Getting ready.
You get up from your lying position and throw a leg over him, hands on his chest for support as you now straddle him. You watch his face as his eyelids start to move, and finally flutter open as you press soft kisses to his jawline.
“Morning.” You smile at him as his hands immediately grip your ass and encircle your waist.
“Oh my, good morning to you too.”
He lets out a breath and you feel his body relax, a nonverbal cue letting you know you can do whatever you want.
“Did you sleep well birthday boy?” You ask with a smirk. His eyes are fixed on you as you innocently hook your fingers into his waistband.
“Mhm, yeah.” He mumbled. That morning voice of his does something to you.
You grin and pull his boxers down. He bucks his hips to make it easier. “I figured you’d want your first surprise early.”
“Really? That’s so nice-“ he seethes through his teeth as you press a kiss to the soft head and your hand slides down his erected length.
“I think you’ll like my gift.” You tease.
“I know I’ll love it.” He breaths out as he opens his legs slightly, watching you settle in between them.
You slide your tongue along his length and he moans at the sensation.
You use your tongue to lick around his top, before wetting your lips and finally taking him in your mouth right as he moans your name.
“Fuucckk, that feels so good.” He pants, one hand gripping your hair and the other gripping the sheets.
Going up and down his erection, you take as much as you can each time, getting the rest with your hand. He’s so big and your eyes start to water whenever he pushes down on your head.
“Goddamn. Y/N, please.”
He’s not able to hold still at this point. The lovely of his hips meet yours and now he’s pushing himself deeper. You come up for air, spitting on him and rubbing your hand up and down. Upon making eye contact with him, he looks at you with so much adoration under those half lidded eyes.
You take a breather before going down again. Really focusing on his cock and the lubrication from your saliva, you go deep. He fills your mouth completely and you pause for a second before coming back up.
“You take me so well, you know that?” He whimpers, chest heaving.
You take another breath and take him all the way again. Then a third time. Then a fourth.
“Holy shit. I’m gonna have an asthma attack, and I don’t even have asthma.”
Even with his cock in your mouth, you smile and a chuckle escapes from the back of your throat. He laughs too.
Getting back to business, you take him just like in the beginning. Taking the first half of him and giving him a handjob with the lower half. You pick up the lace as you know he’s close.
“Yeah, just like that. You’re doing so good.” He encourages.
You then suck on him a little harder, like a vacuum to give him that extra sensation.
“I’m gonna c-cum. Fuck!.”
His cock twitches in your hand and his orgasm releases into the back of your throat.
You let him go with a popping sound, swallowing without a second thought . Still massaging him, you wanna make sure it’s all out.
His skin is now slightly red due to the rush of blood.
“Y/N,” he calls out to you between pants and you glance up at him. “Come here.”
You get closer and he meets you halfway. Cupping both sides of your face as he brings you in for a steamy kiss.
No matter what, seeing him all over again feels like the inch has given you, spans the entire seas.
OLD BSF!VINNIE X FEM!READER
WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, some angst, some fluff, unprotected sex, alcohol ment, making out praise kink, degradation kink, cheating, possessiveness, angry sex, slapping, face pushing, begging, choking, mean vinnie!!
word count: 2.5k <3
a/n: lil apology for the disappearance mls :(
Ever since that fateful day, I haven’t spoken a word to Vinnie.
It’s not like we were best friends, chatting everyday- at least not best friends in LA. But having sex whilst he had a girlfriend proved too much for me.
I ignored every text, every call, every attempt to get in contact despite what I really wanted. However I knew that any form of interaction between us would end up the same way our last one ended.
And I was very right.
It had been 2 months, it was all going good. I was starting to forget the feeling of his lips on me. Starting to forget the way he made me laugh, held my body close whispering sweet nothings.
I started spending more time at the gym, and spent more time with my friends. Went out clubbing, shopping, anything that would help me forget.
But in the back of my mind, only one thing actually made me crumble in the middle of the night, only one thing I thought of when I fell asleep, the one thing I craved.
He had given me an inch and I imagined it to be a mile- the same mistake I kept on making.
So when I heard that Vinnie was throwing his birthday and I had received the coveted invitation- I imagined it to be the world.
Vinnie’s birthday was always something I looked forward to back home. Maria’s cooking, Nate on the grill, and Reggie playing silly board games with Vinnie and I.
***
“YOU FUCKING CHEATER” I yelled, jostling Poncho in my lap.
“Oh c’mon it’s not my fault you suck at Uno” Vinnie laughs moving to pet Poncho.
“Absolutely not! I had Uno, I was about to win!” I grumble, my head falling onto the coffee table table.
Reggie’s hand rubs my back, “Hey we all know Vinnie cheats don’t worry,” He teases sticking his tongue out at his big brother.
The two boys start bickering, laughing, and yelling curses as I cradle Poncho, “Shh baby ignore em their just two stinky men” I whisper
Their words quickly turn into playful rough housing until Maria breaks them up bringing out Vinnie’s cake.
His face is illuminated by the soft glow of the candles, as the cake is set in front of him. His big signature toothy grin covers his entire face as he watches us start to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ to him.
One of his hands wraps around my waist and my world just stops- at least for a moment before I’m jostled by him blowing out the candles in one big huff.
“What did you wish for Vin?” Nate asks, smiling at his newly adult son
His face turns to look at me giving me a smile before turning back to his dad, “Can’t say unless I don’t want it to come true.”
My world just died right there before starting all over again.
That was a day before he left for LA.
***
I had spent the night getting ready with my friends. I was adorned in pretty jewelry complimenting my hair. I was wearing a pretty white tie-in-the-front white cropped top with long sleeves and a low-rise white mini skirt. I had matching waist chains with some strappy white heels.
Vinnie’s favourite perfume of mine sprayed on my skin in an involuntary action as I packed up my little purse with some needed essentials and some non-essentials.
I stared in the mirror, Was I really doing this?
“Babes Tyler is here!” My friend Kylie shoots in my direction.
Tyler- the only reason my friends thought I should go to this party was if I brought a guy, so Tyler had to do.
I guess I am.
My friends and I walk out to Tyler’s car, not before a shot for pure confidence, and slip into the passenger seat driving down the same way I went two months ago.
We arrive at the house around 10:30, right around when most people are trickling in. I fix my dress as we walk through the door and all of a sudden the wave of anxiousness washes over me and I want to run.
I don’t however run away, despite how much I want to, I still hold it together.
Kylie pulls me aside to check up on me and hands me a drink, telling me to ‘get some!’ Despite the fact that we both have very different people in mind.
Jordan, one of Vinnie’s friends walks up to me engaging in mindless conversation that's so clearly an attempt to find out who Tyler is or if “I’m seeing anyone.”
Despite that fact we have a pleasant conversation whilst I feel a pair of very familiar eyes burning into the back of my skull as I hug Jordan goodbye as people get ready for midnight.
Two blonde dudes come in holding a large sheet cake with 22 candles placed ever so gently on top.
Vinnie’s hand is wrapped around Allison who stares at him as if he’s the sun and the stars and his eyes stay on me, causing me to sweat. He grins as the cake is placed in front of him, straightening out his stupid little suit as everyone begins to sing.
As the song finishes everyone bursts into cheers as he blows out his candle as Allison grips onto him, his eyes leave the cake finding his girlfriend’s as she asks, “What did you wish for baby?”
He smiles, not saying a word as he looks back at me, “It’s a secret.”
That’s too much for me.
I maneuver around the drunk crowd, sprinting up the nearest stairs and into the first room, walking out onto the balcony and sitting down on the ground.
My world feels like it's out of orbit, everything just stopped. My head tips back on the glass balcony as I try to recollect my thoughts.
Stray tears fall onto my face, if he can do it for her, why couldn’t he have done it for me, is the only thought that swirls in my mind.
“Hey are you okay?” No no no.
I shut my eyes praying he’ll just go away, but he doesn’t, he never could. He sits down next to me, his body heat slipping on to me.
His hand rests on my shoulder, “Open your eyes” Vinnie’s voice whispers and like a marionette, I obliged.
My bloodshot teary eyes meet his as I turn my head as I move to wipe away my tears.
“Yes?” My voice breaks.
“Why are you crying?” He whispers, his gaze soft and his words even softer.
“Don’t do this, Vinnie.” I whisper, desperation evident in my voice.
“What pretty girl?”
And I cry all over again. I take in staggered breaths as his arms wrap around me. His hands soothe my skin as I crumble into his dumb suit.
I melt into his touch. I want to die like this, in his arms.
“I can’t do this, I don’t know why I came” I whisper as tears fall on my face and into his shirt.
“It’s my birthday… didn’t you want to be here?” He asks, his voice breaking a little as he pulls my face away, lifting up my chin to look at him.
His gaze drops to my lips for a moment as I snap out of it, immediately rising to my feet stepping into the room.
“No no we can’t do this” I whisper-yell at him, my hands crossed over my chest
“We’re not doing anything?” He looks bewildered, his eyebrows knit together
“We can’t be friends.. I-I can’t be here alone with you, your girlfriends downstairs!” My voice rises a little
His expression is the picturesque definition of pain, “Why not?”
“Because I spent years loving you and you threw it all away!” I yell my hand pointing at him
“I didn’t throw it away!” He raises his voice, stepping closer to me
“Oh yes you fucking did, and I was doing so good! I was forgetting about you!” I cry out, I step closer to him.
“I don’t want you to forget about me” His voice is expressionless, as he steps closer as we’re practically chest to chest
“I want to! You have a girlfriend” I slam my fist on his chest as his grabs my wrist
“Jesus were you always this fucking bossy when we were kids?” His eyes narrow, eyeing me
I roll my eyes and scoff, “Fuck. You.”
He has the audacity to laugh, “You can try and forget me, get with that idiot you got here with- But never, tell me I threw us away, I loved you! I love you.”
His voice softens ever so slightly, “I will never not love you, tell me to break up with Allison, I will, tell me to kick everyone out right now, I will. Whatever you want, tell me. I’m yours”
“I hate you. Leave.” I huff
He shakes his head, “Anything but that.”
“Leave me like you left me 3 years ago and 2 months ago” I whisper
“No.” His voice is harsh and commanding
“Vinnie…”
“No.” His grasp on my hand doesn't falter and in fact his other hand grasps my other wrist.
My eyes narrow, please whatever scraps of self respect I have please kick in.
His pushes me back against the wall, my hands pinned either side of me as he places a kiss on the birthmark on my neck, “I’m never leaving you”
I shut my eyes, tipping my head back, please kick in, I beg.
“Open your eyes.” His voice rough and ragged
My eyes flutter open, meeting his blown out brown eyes.
Oh no.
His lips meet mine in a desperate kiss, his hand moves to grasp my waist as mine tangles in his hair.
“We can’t” I whisper despite still kissing him back
“Just shut the fuck up” He groans as he bites down on my bottom lip
“You’re my worst addiction” He mumbles moving to kiss my neck
I whine, nails digging into his curly brown locks, “I hate you”
“I know my love” I murmurs against my skin, kissing every spot of my neck he can find before dipping down to my tits.
“Vinnie-”
“Yes.” His voice cuts mine off, his head tipping up, looking up at my eyes.
I shut my eyes, “Need you”
“What? Where? Tell me” He begs
“Need you to fuck me, rough” I whisper
He stops his kisses, moving to cup my face, “Whatever you want doll”.
He meets my lips in a rough kiss guiding me to the edge of the bed, pushing me down to sit.
“God you're so pretty, it makes me wanna ruin you sometimes” He whispers out, his voice rough as he moves a strand of my hair away from my face as he looks down at me.
He moves me further up the bed as he leans over me, pulling the buttons of his waist coat down but as he’s mid way he gets frustrated he just rips it off along with his shirt as he kisses me again.
His lips move in tandem with mine as he pulls the knot of my shirt, causing it to fall down.
“Mine” He whispers into the kiss, “Say it princess”
“Yours” I whine as he shuffles my skirt and panties off and unclasped my bra
“My perfect girl” He mumbles as he flips me over, smushing my face into the pillows
I can hear his belt clinking open and he shuffles out of his constricting dress pants and boxers
“S gonna hurt darling girl, just be good for me” He whispers as he kisses my spine as he slowly stretches me out
His hand pushes my head down into the pillow as his other hand rubs circles on my clit.
My toes curl up and my eyes roll back as he starts to slowly rut into me, “There she fucking is”
His grunts echo in the room as my muffled moans coat the pillow, “Cmon, you can take it won't you? You're just so good for me.”
His words tease me as he speeds up his pace, he pushes down my head to thrust deeper into me as his muscles flex around me.
“So fucking tight, s’ like you were made for me” He grits as he pulls my hair up as a ragged moan leaves my mouth
“Such a whore, so good for me aren’t ya?” He chuckles
I whine nodding my head as my mind is too cloudy to form words.
He slaps my ass illciting another pitchy moan from me, “Asked you a fucking question”
“Mhm all for you” I mumble biting down on my lip
“God you don’t even know what you fucking do to me darling” He groans as his hand speeds up around my clit
“M close, Vin m close” I ramble like an idiot shutting my eyes
He slaps my ass again causing me to yell, “Beg for it gorgeous girl”
“Please Vinnie” I crumble whining
He laughs at my sad attempt, “My good girl can do better than that can’t she?”
“Please please I need it so bad, need you so bad” I mewl under him
His pace speeds up, “Yeah? Take it baby”
I cum with a loud moan as my eyes screw shut. I can feel Vinnie kiss along my spine, caressing the sides of my body.
He flips me over so I’m looking at him, his flexed biceps on either side of my face and his dumb chain dangling over my face.
He sinks in again as I whimper, “Can’t Vin”
“Yes you can, you're so good, aren’t you?” His voice teases
I succumb to his words mindlessly nodding my head.
“That's right, you can take it and you fucking will.” He punctuates with a sharper thrust
The headboard slams against the wall against Vinnie’s impossible strength rutts into me.
One of my hands wraps around his bicep and the other holds onto his wrist as I pull it on to my neck.
His eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.
“Please?” I whisper
He chuckles as he squeezes around my neck using the grip to pound deeper into me as my eyes roll back as my cunt clenched around him.
“M’ gonna cum, can’t hold out, you just feel too fucking good” He whispers
I whine at that cumming around him without warning as I clench around him he finishes inside me.
We take a second to catch our breaths just lying there for a second.
He pulls out maneuvering us on the bed as he kisses my neck, “Not too much my love?”
“Never” I hum
He nuzzles into my neck as my back meets his chest, “Want me to break up with Allison?”
I take a second to process his question.
“Yes… but I don’t want to date you right now” I whisper
“I'll stay alone forever if it’ll make you happy princess” He hums
“Good” I giggle
“God should've known you were heartache from the moment I met you” He chuckles as he falls asleep in the crook of my neck.
An inch? A mile? As long as it's Vinnie, for you its enough.
The music pulsed through the dimly lit club, but all Vinnie could focus on was you—and the guy who had been way too close to you all night. His jaw clenched as he watched the man laugh at something you said, leaning in just a little too much for his liking. Vinnie knew you were his.
You knew you were his.
But that didn’t mean he liked watching other men try their luck. So when you finally made your way back to him, he didn’t let you get far. A firm grip on your waist, pulling you against his solid frame, his breath hot against your ear. “Having fun?” he murmured, voice laced with something dark. You smirked, tilting your chin up defiantly. “Just talking.”
“Sure you were,” he muttered, spinning you around so your back was flush against his chest. His hands trailed down, fingertips grazing your hips before one delivered a sharp slap to your ass. You gasped, your breath hitching, and he chuckled lowly.
“Could’ve fooled me, baby.” Another smack, this time firmer, making warmth pool in your stomach. “But you like pushing me, don’t you?”You bit your lip, heat spreading across your skin.
Vinnie turned you back to face him, eyes dark with jealousy and something even more dangerous. His fingers tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “Mine,” he whispered, voice rough with possession. “You know that, don’t you?” You nodded, breathless.
His lips brushed against yours, teasing but not giving in just yet. “Good girl,” he praised, fingers tightening around your waist.
“Now let’s remind you exactly where you belong.”
i had this marinating in my drafts, but here’s a little something :)
synopsis: being best friends with an influencer had its perks, but it wasn’t until vinnie noticed you, starting small with meaningful moments that slowly shifted into something deeper, making you realize that maybe the shadows weren't so bad after all.
word count: 500
being best friends with an influencer had its perks, sure, but it wasn't always glamorous. you'd learned to stay in the background, blending into the shadows while your best friend soaked up the spotlight. the flashing cameras, the endless meet-and-greets, the loud parties—it all felt like a world you were just visiting, never truly a part of.
but then vinnie noticed you.
it started small, like the way his eyes would flicker toward you in a crowded room or how his laugh seemed louder when you said something sarcastic under your breath. you didn't think much of it at first; he was always surrounded by people more vibrant, more polished, more his world.
until one night at a rooftop party, when the air was warm, and the city lights sparkled like scattered diamonds, he approached you.
"you don't seem like you want to be here," he said, leaning against the railing next to you.
you glanced at him, surprised. "what gave it away?" he laughed softly, the sound low and genuine.
"you're not doing the whole 'selfie and tag the location' thing like everyone else."
you shrugged, looking out at the city. "not really my thing."
he nodded, studying you for a moment before turning to the view as well. "mine either, honestly."
you raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "you're saying that while the rest of your friends are probably live-streaming this exact conversation."
he smirked, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "okay, fair point. but it doesn't mean i like it all the time."
for the rest of the night, he stayed by your side, making jokes about the people around you and asking questions that felt surprisingly personal. you found yourself relaxing, letting the mask of polite indifference slip just a little.
after that, things shifted. he'd text you randomly—memes, song recommendations, or just a simple "how's your day?" when you were at events together, he'd always find a way to sit next to you, his shoulder brushing yours as he leaned in to tell you something that made you laugh.
your best friend noticed, of course. "vinnie has a thing for you," they said one afternoon, scrolling through their phone like it was the most casual observation in the world.
you scoffed. "he's just being nice." but the way vinnie looked at you said otherwise.
one evening, after another event where you'd stayed in the shadows, letting the influencers shine, he caught you as you were about to leave. "wait," he said, his voice quieter than usual.
you turned, your brows furrowed. "what's up?"
he hesitated, running a hand through his hair. "do you want to grab dinner or something? just us?"
your heart skipped, but you played it cool. "you sure you don't have a brand deal or a photoshoot to get to?"
he grinned, a little shy this time. "nah. just you."
and for the first time, you realized maybe the shadows weren't so bad—because somehow, vinnie had seen you through them all along.
