#bc youd be playing video games and vernon would join in

[wwounu]

vhc | if they mess with you, they’re messing with me

✧˚ * . pairing: vernon x reader

✧.⊹ * prompt: “if they mess with you, they’re messing with me”

✧· . ˚ word count: 374

[ from: you make my day | you made my dream m.list ]

Vernon meets you outside your lecture hall, sitting by the fountain parallel to the entrance. When you walk out, he’s prepared for a hug, but doesn’t expect it when you pass him without a glance followed with a murmur under your breath.

He trails behind, wondering what was wrong with you. You were a bit scary when angry, as if you turned 180 degrees in personality. It’s not until he and you arrive to the local takeaway store that he decided to investigate this change in behaviour.

“Tell me what’s wrong.” He pokes you — your bag, to be correct (you could get very sensitive if he’d constantly poke you) — desperately wanting an answer by the look on your face.

“Nothing,” Sighing, you try to take a step before you bump into a figure blocking you, meeting eye to eye with Vernon. Giving up, you show your surrender by suddenly pulling him to you, head hitting his chest. “These guys were being real jerks today. I’ve never seen them before but, god, they got on my nerves.”

A hum is followed after your brief rant, consoling you with a few pats on your bag (again, because of the touching thing). Vernon pulls away first, telling you that you should walk with him somewhere.

Eventually agreeing, you walk side by side with him, not really caring where you were going as long as it wasn’t—

“Vernon,” a sour huff escapes your lips, “why are we back here...”

“Point out the guys for me. I’ll do a thing or two to them.”

“We both know you can’t do that.”

“Spilling coffee on ‘accident’ works like a charm every time.”

“It’s not a big deal. I’ll get over it.” Just as you were going to leave once more, Vernon curls a finger around the carry handle of your backpack, pulling you to stay.

He looks at you, a serious expression playing on him. “If they mess with you, they’re messing with me.”

“How heroic,” A reassured smile looks back at him, really thankful to have someone like Vernon in your life. He’s one in a million

“We can get takeout and ice cream after this, deal?”

“... Sure. Thank you, my hero.”

“Anything for you.”