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.
â 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."
â 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.
â Rockstar!Vinnie who... prefers calling you his lover rather than just using the word boyfriend. It feels far more meaningful and intimate to him.
â 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.
â Rockstar!Vinnie who... drapes his jacket over you when you fall asleep on the couch in the studio waiting for him to finish recording.
â 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.
â 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.
â 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.
â 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.
â Rockstar!Vinnie who... has more than a few 'my man my man my man' moments when giving acceptance speeches at award shows.
â 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.
â 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 canât 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 whoâs 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 heâs 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 heâs 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, heâs 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.
âMorning.â You smile at him as his hands immediately grip your ass and encircle your waist.
âOh my, good morning to you too.â
He lets out a breath and you feel his body relax, a nonverbal cue letting you know you can do whatever you want.
âDid you sleep well birthday boy?â You ask with a smirk. His eyes are fixed on you as you innocently hook your fingers into his waistband.
âMhm, yeah.â 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. âI figured youâd want your first surprise early.â
âReally? Thatâs so nice-â he seethes through his teeth as you press a kiss to the soft head and your hand slides down his erected length.
âI think youâll like my gift.â You tease.
âI know Iâll love it.â 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.
âFuucckk, that feels so good.â 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. Heâs so big and your eyes start to water whenever he pushes down on your head.
âGoddamn. Y/N, please.â
Heâs not able to hold still at this point. The lovely of his hips meet yours and now heâs 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.
âYou take me so well, you know that?â He whimpers, chest heaving.
You take another breath and take him all the way again. Then a third time. Then a fourth.
âHoly shit. Iâm gonna have an asthma attack, and I donât even have asthma.â
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 heâs close.
âYeah, just like that. Youâre doing so good.â He encourages.
You then suck on him a little harder, like a vacuum to give him that extra sensation.
âIâm gonna c-cum. Fuck!.â
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 itâs all out.
His skin is now slightly red due to the rush of blood.
âY/N,â he calls out to you between pants and you glance up at him. âCome here.â
You get closer and he meets you halfway. Cupping both sides of your face as he brings you in for a steamy kiss.
âI hope you liked your surprise.â You told him.
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: Â 2.5k <3
a/n: lil apology for the disappearance mls :(
Ever since that fateful day, I havenât spoken a word to Vinnie.
Itâs 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.Â
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.Â
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.
Vinnieâs birthday was always something I looked forward to back home. Mariaâs cooking, Nate on the grill, and Reggie playing silly board games with Vinnie and I.
***
âYOU FUCKING CHEATERâ I yelled, jostling Poncho in my lap.
âOh câmon itâs not my fault you suck at Unoâ Vinnie laughs moving to pet Poncho.
âAbsolutely not! I had Uno, I was about to win!â I grumble, my head falling onto the coffee table table.
Reggieâs hand rubs my back, âHey we all know Vinnie cheats donât worry,â He teases sticking his tongue out at his big brother.
The two boys start bickering, laughing, and yelling curses as I cradle Poncho, âShh baby ignore em their just two stinky menâ I whisper
Their words quickly turn into playful rough housing until Maria breaks them up bringing out Vinnieâs 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 âHappy Birthdayâ to him.
One of his hands wraps around my waist and my world just stops- at least for a moment before Iâm jostled by him blowing out the candles in one big huff.
âWhat did you wish for Vin?â 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, âCanât say unless I donât want it to come true.â
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.Â
Vinnieâs 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?
âBabes Tyler is here!â 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 Tylerâs 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 donât 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 âget some!â Despite the fact that we both have very different people in mind.Â
Jordan, one of Vinnieâs friends walks up to me engaging in mindless conversation that's so clearly an attempt to find out who Tyler is or if âIâm seeing anyone.â
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.
Vinnieâs hand is wrapped around Allison who stares at him as if heâs 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 girlfriendâs as she asks, âWhat did you wish for baby?â
He smiles, not saying a word as he looks back at me, âItâs a secret.â
Thatâs 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 couldnât he have done it for me, is the only thought that swirls in my mind.
âHey are you okay?â No no no.
I shut my eyes praying heâll just go away, but he doesnât, he never could. He sits down next to me, his body heat slipping on to me.
His hand rests on my shoulder, âOpen your eyesâ Vinnieâs 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.
âYes?â My voice breaks.
âWhy are you crying?â He whispers, his gaze soft and his words even softer.
âDonât do this, Vinnie.â I whisper, desperation evident in my voice.
âWhat pretty girl?â
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.
âI canât do this, I donât know why I cameâ I whisper as tears fall on my face and into his shirt.
âItâs my birthday⊠didnât you want to be here?â 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.
âNo no we canât do thisâ I whisper-yell at him, my hands crossed over my chest
âWeâre not doing anything?â He looks bewildered, his eyebrows knit together
âWe canât be friends.. I-I canât be here alone with you, your girlfriends downstairs!â My voice rises a little
His expression is the picturesque definition of pain, âWhy not?â
âBecause I spent years loving you and you threw it all away!â I yell my hand pointing at him
âI didnât throw it away!â He raises his voice, stepping closer to me
âOh yes you fucking did, and I was doing so good! I was forgetting about you!â I cry out, I step closer to him.
âI donât want you to forget about meâ His voice is expressionless, as he steps closer as weâre practically chest to chest
âI want to! You have a girlfriendâ I slam my fist on his chest as his grabs my wrist
âJesus were you always this fucking bossy when we were kids?â His eyes narrow, eyeing me
I roll my eyes and scoff, âFuck. You.âÂ
He has the audacity to laugh, âYou 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.âÂ
His voice softens ever so slightly, âI 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. Iâm yoursâ
âI hate you. Leave.â I huff
He shakes his head, âAnything but that.âÂ
âLeave me like you left me 3 years ago and 2 months agoâ I whisper
âNo.â His voice is harsh and commanding
âVinnieâŠâ
âNo.â 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, âIâm never leaving youâ
I shut my eyes, tipping my head back, please kick in, I beg.
âOpen your eyes.â 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.Â
âWe canâtâ I whisper despite still kissing him back
âJust shut the fuck upâ He groans as he bites down on my bottom lip
âYouâre my worst addictionâ He mumbles moving to kiss my neck
I whine, nails digging into his curly brown locks, âI hate youâ
âI know my loveâ I murmurs against my skin, kissing every spot of my neck he can find before dipping down to my tits.
âVinnie-â
âYes.â His voice cuts mine off, his head tipping up, looking up at my eyes.
I shut my eyes, âNeed youâ
âWhat? Where? Tell meâ He begs
âNeed you to fuck me, roughâ I whisper
He stops his kisses, moving to cup my face, âWhatever you want dollâ.
He meets my lips in a rough kiss guiding me to the edge of the bed, pushing me down to sit.
âGod you're so pretty, it makes me wanna ruin you sometimesâ 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 heâs 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.
âMineâ He whispers into the kiss, âSay it princessâ
âYoursâ I whine as he shuffles my skirt and panties off and unclasped my bra
âMy perfect girlâ 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
âS gonna hurt darling girl, just be good for meâ 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, âThere she fucking isâ
His grunts echo in the room as my muffled moans coat the pillow, âCmon, you can take it won't you? You're just so good for me.â
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.
âSo fucking tight, sâ like you were made for meâ He grits as he pulls my hair up as a ragged moan leaves my mouth
âSuch a whore, so good for me arenât ya?â 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, âAsked you a fucking questionâÂ
âMhm all for youâ I mumble biting down on my lip
âGod you donât even know what you fucking do to me darlingâ He groans as his hand speeds up around my clit
âM close, Vin m closeâ I ramble like an idiot shutting my eyes
He slaps my ass again causing me to yell, âBeg for it gorgeous girlâÂ
âPlease Vinnieâ I crumble whining
He laughs at my sad attempt, âMy good girl can do better than that canât she?âÂ
âPlease please I need it so bad, need you so badâ I mewl under him
His pace speeds up, âYeah? Take it babyâ
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 Iâm 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, âCanât VinâÂ
âYes you can, you're so good, arenât you?â His voice teases
I succumb to his words mindlessly nodding my head.
âThat's right, you can take it and you fucking will.â He punctuates with a sharper thrust
The headboard slams against the wall against Vinnieâs 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.
âPlease?â 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.
âMâ gonna cum, canât hold out, you just feel too fucking goodâ 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, âNot too much my love?â
âNeverâ I hum
He nuzzles into my neck as my back meets his chest, âWant me to break up with Allison?â
I take a second to process his question.
âYes⊠but I donât want to date you right nowâ I whisper
âI'll stay alone forever if itâll make you happy princessâ He humsÂ
âGoodâ I giggle
âGod should've known you were heartache from the moment I met youâ 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.
I want a fanfic where reader and vinnie are super super close like bestfriends since highschool and vinnie recently got a gf that hates y/n and makes y/n really uncomfortable and feel unwelcomed to even go near vinnie. So reader starts slowly not answering vinnies texts and calls and stuff. And vinnies super confused and has no idea that his gf is actually a total mean girl.
you've been quiet lately
pairing: vinnie hacker x reader
content: angst with hopeful ending, bestfriends-to-maybe-more undertones
warnings: emotional hurt/comfort, toxic relationship (not with reader), reader feeling left out / unwanted, gaslighting, mentions of crying, miscommunication, slow emotional drift
notes: here it is love, hope you like it and hope this was what you were thinking for this. ty for the support and requests are open đ
word count: ~1k
the first time you ignored vinnieâs call, you had a reason.
it was late, your phone was dying, and you figured heâd probably just fallen asleep with discord open again anyway.
the second time, there wasnât much of an excuse. you were just tired â tired of the way his new girlfriendâs eyes would skim over you like you were gum on the bottom of her shoe. tired of the subtle little digs that vinnie somehow never caught.
âoh, youâre here,â sheâd say, like you hadnât been coming over since sophomore year.
like you werenât the one who drove him to his first tattoo appointment, or sat through every bad haircut phase, or stayed up until sunrise with him after his anxiety got worse.
it wasnât that you wanted him to choose. you just wanted to stop feeling like an intruder in your own friendship.
so you started answering less. taking longer to text back. the gaps in conversation stretched wider, until vinnieâs name lit up your phone and you felt⊠dread.
the worst part was that he noticed.
âdid i do something?â
âyouâve been quiet lately.â
âi miss you.â
youâd stare at those messages until your vision blurred, thumbs hovering over the keyboard, typing and deleting the truth over and over.
and then one night, he called again.
you didnât answer.
but he sent you a voice note a minute later, his voice low, rough with something you couldnât name.
âi donât know whatâs going on, but⊠if youâre mad at me, just tell me. please. youâre my best friend. iâ i canât lose you too.â
and god, it almost broke you.
you didnât plan on seeing him.
youâd been doing so good at avoiding the places he might be â skipping the usual hangouts, muting the groupchat whenever his girlfriend started talking.
but tonight, you were just grabbing coffee. that was it.
and then you heard his laugh.
it was muscle memory, the way your head turned toward the sound. vinnie, at a corner table. her, sitting across from him.
you froze, ready to turn around, when she looked up and locked eyes with you.
her smile didnât reach her eyes.
âoh,â she said, loudly enough for vinnie to hear. âyouâre still around?â
vinnieâs head whipped toward you, face breaking into something bright. âhey! what are youââ
âi was just leaving,â you cut in, trying to make it sound casual, even as your pulse pounded in your ears.
but then she laughed. soft, fake.
âbabe, maybe let her go. sheâs been⊠whatâs the word⊠clingy lately, hasnât she?â
you swear the room went quiet.
vinnie blinked, once, twice â like his brain was buffering.
âwhat?â
âitâs fine,â she said, shrugging, like she hadnât just shoved a knife between your ribs. âwe all know sheâs had this, like, weird thing for you since high school.â
you couldnât even look at him.
âi should go.â
vinnie didnât say much at first. just drove. the windows were cracked, the cool air tangling your hair, and you realized his playlist hadnât changed since high school â same old songs you used to scream-sing with your feet on the dashboard.
he pulled into the drive-thru without asking, ordered your drink before you could even open your mouth.
you hated how your chest ached at that.
you sat in silence for a bit, straw between your lips, watching the condensation bead on the plastic cup.
âi keep thinking about all the calls you didnât answer,â vinnie said finally, eyes on the road. âhow many times you probably needed me, and you didnât feel like you could.â
you swallowed. âit wasnât aboutââ
âno, i get it now.â his fingers tapped the steering wheel, restless. âi just⊠it kills me that you were dealing with her alone. i shouldâve noticed.â
âshe made it really easy for you not to,â you muttered, then immediately regretted it.
but vinnie just let out this frustrated sigh. âyeah. and i let her.â
you turned your head, studying his profile in the dim glow from the dashboard. the way his jaw tightened, like he was holding back more words than he could say.
âyouâre not gonna lose me, yâknow,â you said quietly.
that got him to look at you â really look, like he was trying to memorize your face.
âpromise?â
you nodded, feeling his gaze linger like the sun on bare skin. âpromise.â
he smiled then, soft and crooked, before reaching across the console to ruffle your hair like he used to when you were sixteen.
âgood,â he said. âbecause iâm never letting you ghost me again.â
the rest of the night was easy â like muscle memory. you talked about dumb stuff, drove around aimlessly, ended up parked outside your house two hours later with empty cups in the cupholder.
when you got out, he leaned across the seat and called your name.
âi donât care who iâm dating,â he said, a little too seriously for 2:37 a.m. âyouâre it for me, okay? my person.â
and it was ridiculous, but you had to bite back the urge to tell him you wished that meant more than just best friend.
The music pulsed through the dimly lit club, but all Vinnie could focus on was youâand 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 didnât mean he liked watching other men try their luck. So when you finally made your way back to him, he didnât let you get far. A firm grip on your waist, pulling you against his solid frame, his breath hot against your ear. âHaving fun?â he murmured, voice laced with something dark. You smirked, tilting your chin up defiantly. âJust talking.â
âSure you were,â 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.
âCouldâve fooled me, baby.â Another smack, this time firmer, making warmth pool in your stomach. âBut you like pushing me, donât you?âYou 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. âMine,â he whispered, voice rough with possession. âYou know that, donât you?â You nodded, breathless.
His lips brushed against yours, teasing but not giving in just yet. âGood girl,â he praised, fingers tightening around your waist.
âNow letâs remind you exactly where you belong.â
i had this marinating in my drafts, but hereâs a little something :)
