#thank god for vins

[rivenantiqnerd]

I think pierced ears and earrings are cool and all, but I’m not a fan of wearing earrings all the time because they allow the evil god of change and war and destruction to influence your thoughts emotions and actions and prevent the god of safety and peace and preservation from helping you and giving you extra superpowers and letting you share references to your favorite book series.

[can-of-slorgs]

Local owlbear, what she gonna explodee✨

[10-59]

before anyone reminds me like “he rly doesn’t want to though” I KNOW, but man sometimes i sit back and go Damn i wish joey would facecam just. For a little bit. Uncle i want to witness you (said normally)

[techniiciian]

📏 we've compared heights a thousand times but gimme the visual anyway. gimme vader + ani, matt, and han sandwiching luke (with love)

matt vc: we could be standing in order from tallest to shortest if SOME members of this family wouldn't bicker. looking at you gramps & dad! at least papa is the cutest we all gotta protect him, even though he could wipe the floor with all of us. . .

@skysaunter & @stillsolo

thank you for indulging me in my antics. i will never get over how tall everyone but luke is. i guess the tall gene really did skip a generation.

[jules-and-company]

j’ai carrément piqué le concept à @aramielles mais comme c’est la CF……

from twink death to dilf birth

[laikuh]

Tell me this dumbgood x sanrio shirt isn’t the ducking cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

[sturnioloshacker]

sex in seattle - a vinnie hacker smut

a/n: requested by anon; lowercase intended 

cw: praise kink, dirty talk, blowjob, sex, orgasm denial, smut. this is an nsfw short, everything written is fictional. interact or don’t interact, i’m not your mother

summary: vinnie is thankful for having sex in his room with you, but not thankful for being caught in the act

the front door of vinnie’s childhood home opens and we’re both greeted by his parents maria and nate with opens arms and big hugs. this year, i’m celebrating thanksgiving with vinnie’s family and friends. It’s always nice to have a bit of a change which is why i’m currently in seattle with the best boyfriend in the entire world and his family and closest friends. we walk in and it feels so cozy, warm and full of love. 

“the turkey is still in the oven so make yourself comfortable, love”, maria warningly says.

“thanks, maria.”

i go to sit next to vinnie but instead i’m pulled by my hips and into his lap. not that i’m complaining though! while everyone is busy preparing the table and setting up the food, vinnie starts to act up. he starts bucking his hips up, the friction becoming too much all of a sudden. 

“vincent, what are you trying to accomplish here?”

“baby, please, i need you now”. he whines softly in my ear.

“bub, we’re here with your family and friends. we can’t just go and have sex like we do back at home in la.”

he whines again as i get up from his lap to go and see if his family needs help with anything. being told that everything is under control, I’m suddenly spun around to face my boyfriend. 

“how about i give you a tour of my room?” he smirks, taking me by the hand and leading me to his room.

this boy i swear to god, always so horny!

he takes me in first before closing the door behind us and pushing me up against it. he quickly follows my movement, capturing my lips in his for a steamy and sensual kiss. little moans and gasps escape my lips as he squeezes my ass and presses his chest against mine, allowing his tongue to explore my mouth and graze my lips. i slowly drop to my knees and i’m level with his growing boner. i press a quick kiss to his clothed dick before hooking my fingers around the waistband, pulling them down to find that he chose to go commando today. good lord. I wrap my hands around his length, giving him a couple of strokes before taking him in my mouth.

“god i love the way you wrap that pretty little mouth around me, princess. so pretty.”

i giggle around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers up his spine. i speed up my movements, making vinnie throw his head back in pleasure, the intensity getting him close to the edge. He grabs my head and pulls me off, his breathing rapid. 

“as much as i wanna cum in your mouth, i would love to cum in that cute little pussy of yours.”

he helps me up from the floor before picking me up and throwing us onto his bed. he presses a quick kiss to my forehead before aligning himself with my entrance. he pushes in all the way, bottoming out once he’s fully inside and making us both moan in pure ecstasy. i quickly adjust and give him the nod of approval for him to start moving. 

“oh vin, that feels so good, please don’t stop.” i moan out.

“not stopping, pretty baby. not until you cum all over my cock.”

i can feel us getting so close. i clench around vinnie’s girth, feeling him twitch against my walls. my heart beats faster and my breathing becomes erratic as i feel the knot rapidly unravelling in my stomach. i cry out as my orgasm washes over me and i cream all over vinnie’s cock. i grind against his cock as i ride out my orgasm, getting him close to the edge. 

“fuck, pretty girl. you’re gonna make me cum so hard.”

“cum inside me, pretty boy. i need to feel you inside me so bad.”

“hey guys, you almost done with the room tour? dinner is read- JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK?!”

vinnie and i both scream in fear as we whip our heads to the open door where his brother reggie stands, mouth wide open and hands in his hair. We quickly cover ourselves with the blankets and sheet underneath us, trying to hide our bodies from the younger brother.

“knock next time, dipshit! how much did you see?” vinnie asks, fear exiting his body. 

“um... just that last bit. fuck, now i’m scarred for life. anyway, dinner’s ready when you two are.”

reggie shuts the door and vinnie turns to look back down at me.

“i just lost my orgasm. shit, i’m sorry baby.”

“it’s okay, bub. i’ll give it to you later on tonight, promise.”

“this is one of the many reasons why i love you so much. happy thanksgiving, my pretty.”

“i love you so much. happy thanksgiving, handsome.”

[starboye]

babydaddy!vinnie absolutely wrecking thicc!reader boypussy to put another baby in him and telling him he’s gonna fill him up and he’ll look so good and round with his baby omg im FERAL

could you think of anything at this point? no, you had no idea what was going on around you, for all you cared the world could be dying and you wouldn't give less than to fucks

all (sorta) thanks to the man plowing your ass like he hasn't gotten laid in years (he was just here last week) but as much as he was making you feel good he was also being incredibly annoying

"can i put another baby in you please y/n"

"vin- ah fuck... hell no"

"just one more time i promise"

he said the same thing last time before he got you pregnant, which left you with two kids instead of one, you weren't gonna risk it again

but with the way his cock was destroying your insides it had you thinking of having a plethora of this mans babies, and his argument was pretty compelling

"c'mon just think of it right, you and that big round belly i love so much"

"no vinnie"

"let me finish, you remember how fun it was carrying our baby right and god the second one made you look so handsome. so just imagine how good the third will make you look"

"fat and ugly"

"how about big and beautiful"

you were starting to think vinnie really had a thing for seeing you pregnant with how much he always wanted to get you pregnant, and damn were you glad your parents took care of the kids tonight

because vin had you moaning and whining all over your room, by morning you were a complete mess, but vinnie saw this as an opportunity and made you some breakfast and went to pick up the kids

shit, you both may have not been dating anymore but he really had you thinking of baby names now

[visualbutterflysworld]

Drunk Vinnie | Vhackerr

Warning: vinnie being drunk and clingy

might make a part 2. idk

“I need to text my girl. I want my girl.” Vinnie whined as he leaned onto Jack. “She’s right there Vin.” Jack laughed as he pointed to you, who was preoccupied by ordering a Uber. “That’s….that’s not her! I’m texting Y/n right now.” Vinnie huffed before pulling out his phone. He pulled in his bottom lip. He squinted his eyes trying to successfully type correctly.

In his mind he thought he texted, baby where are you? I miss you!

Instead he actually texted, “biby here ure uuuu( iiiii muss youuu &&”

You chuckled as you read the text before going back to what you were doing. “Why won’t she text me back!? DID SHE DIE?! JACK CALL THE COPS!” Vinnie yelled when he did see those three bubbles pop up. “Vinnie, stop yelling.” You rubbed his arm, trying to sooth him. “No! Who are even you?! I have a girlfriend, lady!” Vinnie quickly gave you a dirty look.

“I am your girlfriend, Vinnie.” You laughed. “No! You don’t look like my Y/n. My pretty Y/n. Where’s my pretty Y/n?” Vinnie’s bottom lip begins to tremble. “Okay, Vinnie, let’s get you home.” You say, “Jack. Help? Uber’s here.” Jack nods before you and him put Vinnie’s arm over your shoulders.

“Y/n! I love Y/n so much! She’s so pretty!” Vinnie yells as you guys walk outside. “Vinnie, shhh.” Jack said. “Jack-o’-lantern, you just don’t understand.” Vinnie lays his head on Jack’s shoulder. “Yeah, man. Here. In you go.” Jack shakes his head before helping you put vinnie in the car.

After a short 15 minute drive you guys are back at your house, knowing Vinnie will be too loud for his apartment. “Honey! I’m home!” Vinnie yells as he stumbles into the house. You shake your head before shutting the door and locking it. “Do you want some water?” You ask. “Yeah, that sounds great random person. Hey, this place looks at lot like my girlfriend’s house?” Vinnie scans the room.

You quickly dash and get him some water. Once he’s handed the glass, the water is gone in a matter of seconds. “Let’s get you to bed.” You say before grabbing his hand. “Okay, but nothing is happening between us! No funny business lady or I’ll tell Y/n!” Vinnie tells you. It was honestly so cute, seeing Vin miss you even though you were there.

Once you reach the bedroom, Vinnie wastes no time collapsing on the bed. “Mm. So comfy.” A happy lazy smile on his face. You take his shoes off and his socks knowing he hates sleeping with his socks on. “Y/n is the best. Do you have a Y/n?” Vinnie asked as you unbuckled his belt. “Sorta. Expect he’s a guy.” You say before pulling his pants down and throwing them somewhere. “That’s good. What’s his name?” Vinnie ask as you pull him to sit up. “Arms up.” You say.

Vinnie puts him arms up and strikes a pose while doing so. You laugh softly before pulling it off as well. Sober vinnie would thank you because he gets hot to easily in his sleep. “The guy! His name!” Vinnie says before falling back. You don’t know how but he somehow knew he wasn’t under the covers so he quickly places himself underneath.

“Vinnie. His name is Vinnie.” You say before grabbing a t shirt to sleep in. “What!? That’s my name! My name is Vinnie!” Vinnie yells. “I know that, Vin.” You quickly toss your hair in a low bun before sliding in bed. “I never asked but, what’s your name?” Vinnie says. “It’s y/n.” You laugh before moving a piece of hair out his face. Vinnie’s face scrunched before his eyes went wide.

“Wait a minute! You’re Y/n! My Y/n! Oh my God! When did you get here baby?!” Vinnie quickly rushes into your arms. You laugh, “I’ve been here the whole time Vin.” “Nuh uh! That other lady was here! I swear.” Vinnie nuzzles his head in your neck. You lay back so that you can both rest comfortably. “Whatever you say, Vin.” You message his head.

“I love you Y/n. Promise to never leave me like that again?” You smile before slowly closing your eyes. “I love you too. I promise to never leave you again.” You feel Vinnie smile and it isn’t long before the both of you are passed out into a bliss.

[somewhere-south-of-neutral]

A sword larger than her whole body. :)

I finally looked up exactly how tall Kaladin is supposed to be and I'm pleased to report back that he could indeed punt Vin like a football

[heartsforvin]

can u write something with vinnie x bimbo reader? maybe some fluff and suggestiveness mixed in there???

THE CUTEST THING

thank you for the request !!! i hope you enjoy <33

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!bimbo!reader

warnings; cussing, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), suggestiveness, boner mention, grinding, kissing, mentions of sex

summary; vinnie thinks you’re the purest, cutest thing and loves to make it known

you and vinnie had been friends for years, and that’s it has been — friends. you’ve crushed on him, sure, but it’ll never go beyond strictly platonic friendship.

when vinnie first met you he thought you were the sweetest girl in the world. he still thinks that today.

he loves how innocent you are, always asking him questions about the simplest things. things that were pretty easy to understand.

although you two were strictly just friends, vinnie still loved to call you cute pet names from time to time.

he loved to see how flustered you got every time he’d slip a ‘princess’ into the conversation the two of you may have.

or how your body would react every time he’d touch you.

today, vinnie had invited you over to hang out, saying it had been awhile since the two of you had a chance to see each other.

dressed in a baby blue crop top and and a white frilly mini skirt, you put your shoes on and the last bits of makeup before you were on your way.

texting vinnie that you were on the way, you got in your car and made your way to the blonde’s home.

“vin, i’m here! oh, hi hera.” you shout at vinnie as you walk in his apartment, kneeling down to say hello to hera.

standing up straight and flattening down your skirt, you avert your gaze to vinnie as he walks out of his bedroom.

“hey princess,” vinnie greets you with a hug. “how’s my favorite girl doing?” he asks, which follows by a meow from hera who stood at your feet.

the two of you laugh and then you look over at vinnie to respond. “good! glad you invited me over.”

vinnie smiles and pulls you into his room. “glad you’re here, needed a distraction,” he tells you, turning to face you once you’re both in the room. “and i love having you here.”

you blush and sit down on vinnie’s bed, your skirt rising up on your legs a bit as you do.

you pay no mind as vinnie ogles your exposed thighs for a moment before averting his gaze and clearing this throat.

“so, uh, you wanna drink? play some games, maybe?” he tries to start up conversation, trying not to think of his best friend in that way.

he’s never thought about you like that, well, until now. with your tiny top and tits practically spilling out of it. paired with that skirt he wishes he could rip off you.

he can’t do that to you though — expose you to such explicit thoughts and actions. you’re his sweet girl, he can’t rip away your innocence and purity like that.

“…play cs:go?” vinnie shook his head to rid the not-so-innocent thoughts racing through his mind.

“hmm?” he hummed, making you smile up at him from where you sat on his bed.

kicking your feet, you place your hands on your thighs and lean over, making vinnie groan and hope to god you’re not looking lower than his face right now.

“i asked if we can play cs, silly.” you tell him again, vinnie nods and pulls you with him to his pc.

he gets everything set up and soon sits down at his chair and loads up the game. turning to you, he watches as you trail your fingers over his guitars that lie in the corner of the room.

“these are cool, vin!” you exclaim, vinnie chuckles and smiles as he watches you.

he thinks you look absolutely adorable in your outfit as you look at his things.

vinnie admires you for a moment longer before he hears the game play music on the pc.

“games all ready sweetheart, c’mre.” vinnie gestures as he pats his lap for you to sit down.

you furrow your eyebrows as you watch your best friend pat his lap for you to sit. “you want me to sit..there?”

you ask the question as if he was asking you to do something that could get you in trouble. vinnie just looks at you, sweet smile plastered on his beautiful features, as he waits for you to take a seat.

hesitantly, you make your way over to vinnie and take a seat on his lap. vinnie wraps his arms around your waist, his fingers basically burning your bare skin.

removing his hands, he grabs yours and places one on the mouse and one on the keyboard.

“i’m gonna teach you, okay, pretty?” vinnie asks as his hands gently rest over yours.

you nod your head and he soon begins to teach you. you catch on fast and soon no longer need vinnie’s assistance.

vinnie’s hands find their way back on your hips, gripping them harshly every time you make a shot in game.

“doin’ good, baby. proud of you.” the blonde praises, making you wiggle against his lap at some feeling you weren’t too sure of.

vinnie moves his hand from your hips to your thighs, making your skin feel like it was on fire.

the praises keep flowing and that feeling did, too. soon, you felt something against your ass, making you wiggle against your best friend again.

“stop that, sweetheart,” vinnie warned, holding you in place to stop you from your antics.

you turned around and looked at him. “stop what? i felt something and..and-“

vinnie stops you, noticing you don’t quite understand what’s going on with him. he pushes on his feet to scoot the chair out a bit.

“vinnie, what’s going on?” you ask him, still feeling the hardness underneath you.

grabbing you by the thighs, he picks you up and carries you to his bed. he sits down with his back against the headboard as you straddle his lap.

“you did this to me, princess.” he tells you as he moves you against him.

a whine escapes your lips, making vinnie groan again. “you’re so pretty, sweetheart.” he compliments, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

he kisses your cheek softly, making you blush. “pretty girl liked that, huh?” he teases.

you move against him again, and then vinnie rests his hands against you again and helps you.

“vin, what is it?” you ask again, needing to know what you’re sitting against.

a chuckle comes from vinnie and you look at him with a confused expression. “it’s a boner, my love.”

the nickname sends chills down your spine, you felt a bit weird when vinnie called you all those names, you thought those were for people who were dating.

“vin, why do you call me all those names?”you ask as you stay straddling his lap, playing with the strings on his sweatpants.

vinnie groans softly when your hand grazes below the strings on accident. “because you’re my best friend, and best friends have nicknames for each other,” he explains, holding your hands in his. “like how you call me vin, it’s a nickname you have for me.”

you laugh softly. “everyone calls you vin,” you tell him, he smiles. “but no one besides you calls me princess and all that…why?” you ask again.

vinnie shakes his head, smile on his face as he looks up at you. he’s got his best friend on his lap with a painful boner added to it.

he can’t think straight, not when the sweetest, kindest, most innocent girl is sitting on him like this.

soon, you notice the movement you felt moments prior and wiggle around vinnie again.

“baby, have you ever kissed anyone?” the question is sudden, and honestly he doesn’t know where it came from.

maybe it’s the fact he wants to flip you over so you’re on your back and kiss you so hard you can’t breathe.

or that he wants to do more than just kiss you. no. he can’t. he can’t think like that. you’re his sweet, innocent girl, he cannot be thinking about fucking you senseless.

you look at him for a second, your big beautiful doe eyes staring at him like he’s your world. i mean, he pretty much is. he’s your favorite person, the one you go to for anything.

“uh, no.” you respond, head low as you answer vinnie’s question.

he frowns, wondering why you seem to be so embarrassed by your response.

“sweetheart,” vinnie coaxes, hooking his index finger under your chin and pulling your head up so you look at him. “that’s okay, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

you nod your head, tears wanting to spill from your eyes. vinnie notices your bottom lip start to tremble, and he thinks for a split second before he does it.

before you have time to process, vinnie’s lips are on yours and then just like that, they aren’t.

he gives you a sweet smile, stroking your cheek. he feels his cock twitch at the feeling of you situating yourself on him for the millionth time.

“do you want help?” vinnie’s eyes go wide at your question. partly in shock, and partly because he thinks he knows what you mean, but isn’t sure.

“with what?” he asks you, and you giggle, moving your hips against him.

“i think i know what it is, i-i mean, i know you told me, but… isn’t it like…painful?” you ramble, not knowing if you’re correct with what you’re saying.

vinnie nods and closes his eyes, biting his lip to suppress any noise that may slip.

you’ve been on his lap for what felt like eternity, and now you’re asking if you can help him with the most painful boner he’s ever had?

the thoughts are consuming him now, now his mind can’t help but think of you in that way. he looks you up and down, mentally undressing you, wondering what your tits look like when they’re not trapped in your tiny shirts.

he feels absolutely disgusting for thinking like such a pervert when he looks at you. he just can’t help it when you walk around like that.

vinnie grabs your ass and squeezes harshly, making you yelp. “can i tell you somethin’, princess?” he can’t believe he’s about to admit this to you, but he can’t keep it in any longer.

you nod, smile plastered on your pretty face as vinnie moves you so you’re grinding against him.

“you can tell me anything, vin!” you exclaim, and he can’t help but smile at you.

“god, you’re so fuckin’ cute,” he says, making you giggle since you knew he thinks that already.

vinnie leans in so he can whisper in your ear. his hands never leaving their place on your ass as he helps you move on him.

“wait, vin,” you whine, feeling a tingle in your lower stomach. “i feel something.”

he stops his movements but the feeling is still there. “what is it, baby?” he asks worriedly. “did you start your period?”

you shake your head. “no..it’s, um, it’s a tingly feeling.” you explain.

your face must be beet red by now, so embarrassed to admit this, but it is just vinnie.

a smirk plasters on his face and you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “vin, what is it!”

he starts moving your hips on him again. “does it tingle when i do this?” he asks, testing to make sure it’s what he thinks it is.

you nod, biting your lip at the feeling becoming stronger. “you’re horny, baby. you’re wet.” he tells you.

“i’m what?” you ask, not knowing in the slightest what he means.

kissing your cheek, vinnie gives you a sweet smile. “remember what i told you what you felt underneath you?” he asks, to which you nod. “that’s because i’m horny, too. i’m hard. you did that to me by sitting on my lap.” he explains.

you quickly open your mouth to apologize but vinnie quickly places his finger against your lips.

“shh, don’t be sorry, my love. it’s okay, it’s a good feeling.” he tells you.

“doesn’t feel good,” you whine. “make it go away.”

vinnie’s world stops entirely at that statement. he can’t believe you just told him to make the feeling you feel go away.

granted, he knew you probably didn’t know or understand exactly how to make that feeling go away, it was just the fact that you said it.

“vinnieee.” you whine, extending out his name as you do to get his attention.

he snaps back into reality and looks at you. “um, i-i can’t.” he quickly says.

you huff and cross your arms over your chest. “why not? do you not love me that much?”

he shakes his head. “no, no of course i love you, sweetheart. it’s just that, best friends don’t do that with each other.” he explains to you.

you furrow your eyebrows, not following what he means. he sees your confusion and speaks again.

“you remember when i talked to you about our anatomy and stuff like that?” he asks, earning him a nod from you.

“well, when two people love each other a lot, people who are dating, they feel the same way you and i do right now sometimes, and they fix it.”

fuck. did he really just say fix it? how are you supposed to know what he means by that?

“fuck, i mean, they have sex.” he tells you. there was really no other way to sugar coat it, better to just say the word so you know.

“you remember what that is, right? remember what i told you?” he asks again.

you nod, a wide grin spreads across your face. “i remember! but why can’t we?” you ask.

vinnie looks at you in confusion this time and you continue. “why can’t we have sex? we love each other, right?”

vinnie smiles and places a hand on your hip. “that’s just it. i do love you, but like i told you, people who are dating or married only do it. best friends don’t.”

no matter how badly they want to do it. vinnie thinks to himself.

kissing you was enough. hell, even having you on his his lap grinding on him was enough. he doesn’t need to exploit you to the world of sex.

he sees your obvious distress and tries to soothe you. moving you off his lap, he offers you to change into something more comfortable and invites you to stay the night.

yeah, like that’s the smart idea.

you agree and go into vinnie’s closet to pick out clothes. he quickly tries to think of a way to rid the obvious strain in his pants but cant think of anything.

honestly he’d probably be able to cum so quickly at just the fact that he’s got you in his room and in his clothes.

not to mention that you’ll have nothing on underneath the tshirt you’re wearing.

mentally cursing at himself for thinking like that again, he puts a smile on his face when he sees you walk back into the room.

“all comfy?” he asks as you walk into the room again.

you nod with a hum, jumping into bed next to vinnie.

you take notice that his shirt is no longer on and he’s just in sweats now. his tattoos on full display for you.

oh how you’d love to kiss over the inked skin, and just all around his body in general.

vinnie puts on a movie and invites you to cuddle with him.

you happily agree and wedge in between your bestfriend so your back his against his chest.

it’s pretty late in the night now so the two of you relax for the rest of the night.

“vinnie?” you question after a beat of silence.

turning your head to face him, he pushes a strand of hair behind your ear and hums for you to continue.

“that feelings back.” you tell him, and he laughs as he buries his head in your neck.

he can’t do that with you. he can’t. no matter how bad his body and mind are saying yes, he is saying no.

“please vinnie?” you beg, and suddenly his dick is awake again.

“i know you want too, i can feel yours, too.” you say ever so sweetly.

“fuck,” he mummers under his breath. “this is gonna be a long night.”

GOD do i need this man so fuckin bad

anyways, sorry this is so long (pun intended) i had fun writing this and got carried away

also, lmk if yall would want a part two to this, cus im so down

ALSO ALSO , don’t know if you guys saw my most recent post butttt i have another smut fic in mind that i really want to start up

tags: @cosmicanakin , @lyndys , @forevergirlposts , @visualbutterflysworld @slvthrs , @bernelflo , @leqonsluv3r , @kriissy4gov , @laylasbunbunny , @louloulemons-blog , @st4rswrld , @lovingsturniolo , @kayleiggh , @hallecarey1 , @supabhad , @violet0182

[can-of-slorgs]

Im dying at your tags on that last anon 😭😂 youre now the dr.sloth pinup artist that neopets needed

Not the title i wanted to craft for myself when i started this blog but hey, it brought us such good memories like

[wannaeatramyeon]

Vin Jin x Reader: Cheonliang Jacket v2

G/N but F leaning. Let's pretend Vin has a spare and you are given a present.

It smells musty. Faintly of mothballs. Like it has been shoved into a forgotten corner of the closet somewhere.

How it looks though, is a different thing entirely.

Pristine. Perfect.

You hold up the jacket. Study the stripes along the shoulder and arms. Peeks of red in the design. Cheonliang written boldly down the right side and on the back.

Hugging the jacket protectively to your body and peering at Vin with puppy eyes, you ask, "Really?"

He averts your gaze, ignores the heat rising from his collar and gives you a nonchalant shrug.

Mary sighs, considers slapping him upside the head. Settles on a side eye instead and responds for him with a nod.

"Oh my god!"

"Vin insisted." The man in question pretends he's not a part of this conversation. That Mary, that bitch, isn't airing all his cringiness for you to hear.

"Really?"

"Yeah he knew he had a spare jacket somewhere and was digging around for it for ages." The attempt to ignore the conversation isn't working. Beneath those glasses, Vin is glaring daggers at her.

"Aww Vin..."

"He threatened to take mine off me if I didn't help."

You opt to bury your face in the jacket to hide your blush, touched by how sweet this gesture is. Beneath the mustiness, you think you catch faint whiffs of Vin's scent, woody and dark and spicy.

"Tore his room apart for days looking for it. It's adorable how much he loves you-"

He gives her a rough shove, cutting her off. "Shut it, hag!"

WHACK! The long awaited and very well deserved smack arrives, hitting Vin in the back of the head.

He tries to grab Mary into a headlock, but she pips him to the post and he is the one trapped and floundering. It devolves into a mess of squabbles and pinches (courtesy of Mary) and squeals (courtesy of Vin). Bickering and swearing, insults and slander. The usual.

You ignore them, too captivated with your honorary jacket. Decide there's no time like the present and shrug it on, checking the size and fit.

It's oversized. The length easily reaches your thighs and sleeves cover your hands. It's cosy, comfortable. Like having Vin wrapped around you all the time.

"It looks good on you!" Mary grins, untangling herself from Vin.

Vin coughs out an agreement. It really does. Seeing you in his clothes always does funny things to him. What's more, the idea of this being a couple outfit makes him feel all mushy inside.

...Assuming Mary not also going to third wheel and wear hers at the same time, completely ruining the vibe and his plans. He gives Mary another dirty look at this.

"Thank you guys!"

"Don't thank her, it's my spare jacket."

"Well I appreciate Mary anyway for helping and smacking you-" Mary gives you a smirk and a salute, "-And thank you for the jacket."

You reach up on your toes, and press a kiss to Vin's cheek.

He pretends it's embarrassing, you slobbering all over him in public, that he only allows it because you like it. 

Without you asking, he leans down for you anyway. Angles his head so you miss his cheek, and graze his lips instead.

[harmonicaorange]

update i’m 300 pages in and she’s much better now

started reading mistborn and vin is …. a tad grating

[elsiewritesss]

pls anything angsty.

i 100% went overboard with this one but this is hands down my favorite thing i have ever written.

Look of Love

pairings: vinnie hacker x best friend reader

warnings: angst, swearing (minor), brief violence (literally a single punch), name calling... i think that's all????

not giving a summary this time just read it omg

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Vinnie let out a sigh as he walked up the stairs into the venue of the wedding hall. The boy gazed in awe looking at all the green and gold that decorated the rows of chairs in the predominantly white hall.

The chandelier that hung from the ceiling and perfectly centered by the altar. The small wooden pergola at the altar that was scattered with green vines and white flowers with small touches of gold in the center.

The boy swallowed at the sight of the altar, tearing his gaze away as he glanced around at the other guests that trickled in. He made his way down the white runner that laid pristinely down the aisle while glancing at the name cards that sat on the white and gold chairs.

Vinnie reached the front of the seating, glancing at the first chair to his left where his name card sat. He felt the corner of his lips curl up as he recognized the handwriting of Y/N.

Gently, he picked up the small piece of paper, and sat down with it in his hands. His eyes wandered around the venue.

This is so Y/N

He thought to himself as he observed the floor to ceiling windows and the wooden beams that ran across the ceiling.

Y/N.

His best friend.

Vinnie felt his stomach turn at the thought of her name.

When he first got the invite, nausea flooded his body. Even though he knew the wedding was happening, seeing the invite made him dizzy. The full body urge to not show up was very convincing to him. However, he knew he had to show. Not for anyone but her. He had to be there for his best friend.

Vinnie looked down at the name card, playing with the corners of it mindlessly before hearing hurried footsteps get closer and closer to him, making him glance up.

“Thank goodness you’re here.” Y/N’s mom rushed out, breathing in relief at the sight of the boy.

“What’s wrong?” Vinnie asked, eyebrows furrowing with concern as Y/N’s mom moved her hands in a ‘come here’ motion.

“Follow me. She’s freaking out. She needs you.” At the mention of Y/N, he quickly stood from his seat, dropping the card on the ground carelessly as he followed her mom back down the aisle and towards the back rooms of the venue.

Vinnie eyed the group of bridesmaids that littered around the door with the slight panic tension filling the air.

“Y/N open up!” Her older sister shouted, banging on the door.

No response.

“Watch out.” Vinnie spoke, making his way up to the wooden door.

“Oh thank god. She kicked us all out.” Her sister replied, moving backwards as Vinnie held his fist up to the door.

3 knocks. Pause.

2 knocks. Pause.

1 knock.

Their own knocking combination they came up with years ago.

Vinnie lowered his arm and closed his eyes. Waiting for some type of response before hearing the soft click of the lock.

He looked back at the bridesmaids and her mom. Giving them a small nod before turning the silver door handle, opening it up just enough for him to slide in. Once he got in, he shut the door and locked it again.

Letting out a breath, he turned around, stopping immediately in his tracks as his entire body froze.

Y/N.

All dressed in her wedding dress. the white lace that scattered among the top of her torso in a corset that hugged her snuggly. The end of the lace flowing into a cascade of white tulle that shimmered slightly in the light.

Her hair was styled in a low bun of some sort, Vinnie not knowing exactly what to call it, with small curled pieces hanging to frame her face.

He was in awe of her. She looked absolutely stunning, and that to Vinnie was still an understatement.

She was and has always been so beautiful to him.

“Vin,” The boy snapped out of his gaze as his eyes found hers from across the room.

“You look beautiful bug.” Vinnie spoke, clearing his throat as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Thanks.” Her voice was so soft, slightly above a whisper as Vinnie walked towards the couch, snapping and pointing to it as a signal for her to sit with him.

Vinnie sat at an angle, his face towards hers as she sat straight forward, eyes focused in front of her.

“What’s up? Talk to me.” He spoke, watching as her shoulders raised up and down from the breath she took in.

“I don’t know.” She shook her head slightly as her mascara clad lashes closed together before opening again.

“Okay. Well let’s try this. What’s going through your mind right now?” Y/N lowered her face into her hands, eyes darting randomly around the dressing room as a beat of silence fell upon the two.

“I’m scared.” Vinnie could barely hear her voice. Those two words made his heart hurt as he furrowed his brows at her.

“Of what bug?” The nickname he gave her at the start of their friendship when they were in their early teens as she was obsessed with butterflies, lady bugs, and caterpillars.

“What if I’m making a mistake?” The girl looked up, her big watery eyes locking with Vinnie’s. The sight of her eyes brimming with tears on what is supposed to be the happiest day of her life made his chest ache.

“No no, no tears sweetie. Don’t ruin your makeup.” Vinnie shook his head lightly, leaning forward to the table in front of them to grab a tissue. The boy scooted toward her to lightly dab the tissue under her eyes, making sure to not smudge any of her makeup out of place.

He set the tissue on the table, placing his hand on her back as he rubbed soothing circles on her warm skin.

“Listen bug, I know this is a big change and an even bigger moment for you. But babes, this is what you’ve always wanted. Ever since you met Brad you’ve told me you wanted to be with him and marry him.” As Vinnie spoke those words, he felt his own heart start to crack. Knowing he shouldn’t be comforting her about another guy.

“Brad loves you Y/N. And I know you love him. I know it seems scary but you can do this. If there is anyone who can do this, it’s you.” Y/N looked up at him, her stomach turning in some way that she couldn’t pinpoint the feeling.

At the same time, she felt comforted. Vinnie was always the person who could calm her down and talk her out of her crazy impulsive mind.

Through the two heartbreaks she went through, the first date with Brad, first argument, the engagement, and now the wedding…Vinnie was there through it all.

When she had emergency surgery to remove her appendix back when they were sixteen, Vinnie refused to leave the hospital until visiting hours were over. He spent the night every night, making sure she was comfortable and had a smooth recovery.

When her childhood dog passed away, Vinnie was there with his arms around her and whispering “I’m here” to her until her cries stopped.

When she found out she got accepted into her top college choice of Pomona University for pre-med, her dreams of becoming a pediatric heart surgeon on its way, Vinnie was the first one to hug her. His strong arms securing around her as he picked her up and spun her around yelling “that’s my girl!” as she squealed in excitement.

“I don’t want to lose you.” She whispered, a lone tear slipping past her lashes as it trickled down her face slowly. Vinnie’s thumb was quick to wipe it away gently to not ruin her makeup.

“You will never lose me bug. I’m always going to be here.” Vinnie’s voice was just as gentle as hers, every word laced with trust.

Y/N felt uneasy. Vinnie and Brad never got along. Brad always feeling insecure by the best friend of his fiancé.

“But I know how you and Brad don’t like one another. Brad always argues with me whenever you and I are together. I don’t like it.” Vinnie shook his head, a hint of anger swirling in his chest at the thought of the dark haired boy starting an argument over being insecure by him. He should be insecure, because he’ll never ruin or get rid of his and Y/N’s friendship.

“That doesn’t matter Y/N. I know you don’t like it, being torn between the two of us and wishing we could work something out to be civil. But that doesn’t mean you’re ever going to lose me. As much as Brad and I don’t like one another, he can’t stand to see you unhappy or upset. I can’t either. That is always one thing we can agree on.” Y/N let out a breath, uneasiness still filling her stomach as she continued to look at the boy beside her.

“Promise?” The girl held up her pinky to him.

“Promise.” Vinnie held his hand up, securing his pinky in hers as the two of them kissed their thumbs and touched them together.

“Come on sweet thing. Let’s get you to the altar.” Vinnie stood up from the couch, moving to stand in front of her as he held his hands out for her to take.

She placed her hands in his, allowing him to pull her up with ease as her dress fell down around her in a pool of white.

Y/N leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his middle as the side of her face softly pressed against his chest.

Vinnie felt his eyes begin to water. His arms instantly wrapping around her shoulders tightly as his chin rested on top of her head.

“Thank you Vinnie.” Her voice was mumbled against his chest but loud enough for him to hear.

“Of course bug.” He closed his eyes to prevent the tears from slipping.

The two unwrapped their arms from each other, looking at one another as they both took a deep breath together.

“You ready?” Vinnie asked, moving one of the face framing curls from behind her ear to rest against her beautiful face.

“Yeah.” She gave him a small smile, to which Vinnie returned, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Let’s get you married.” Vinnie moved, walking to the door. Just as he grabbed the handle, Y/N called out to him.

“Vin,” He turned, looking at her as she fluffed her dress around her.

“Hm?”

“Love you.” Vinnie smiled, his heart fluttering at those two simple words. If only she meant them deeper than just as a friend.

“Love you too bug.” He meant them. He meant them more than anything. He loved her with everything in him and has for the past three years right before Brad asked her to be his girlfriend. His feelings finally coming to light and him accepting them after years and years of denying them.

But there was nothing he could do about them. Not now, not ever.

Vinnie opened the door, the entire group of girls in dark green dresses looking at him as he walked out of the door, Y/N following him.

Vinnie didn’t stop walking. He walked back into the hall, ignoring people looking at him as he went back to his seat.

Y/N stood there outside of the door, watching her best friend walk away back to his seat.

Her chest ached with another indescribable feeling. The usual comfort whenever Vinnie was around vanished, leaving her feeling somewhat empty.

Vinnie sat back down in his seat, picking up the name card and shoving it in his pocket as he sighed lightly.

“Is everything okay?” Vinnie’s mom, Maria, leaned forward, her voice quiet.

“Yeah.” Vinnie spoke, keeping his head forward as he swallowed. The nausea in his stomach returned, making him focus on something other than his feelings.

The music began and Vinnie closed his eyes gently to pull himself together before opening them back up.

Vinnie watched as Brad walked down. His dark hair standing out with his light grey suit. When he got to the front, he looked Vinnie’s way, eyeing him up and down before standing in his spot. Vinnie only rolled his eyes, already wanting this to be over.

He watched as each person walked down the aisle, Brad’s mom, Y/N’s mom, the bridesmaids, the groomsmen, the maid of honor, the best man, the ring bearer, and the two flower girls being the two sisters Y/N babysat in her free time.

The music shifted, the officiant raising his arms for everyone to stand. Vinnie felt his legs go numb as he forced himself to stand up beside Y/N’s mom.

The glass doors opened and there she stood arm and arm with her father, clutching her bouquet of a mixture of white roses, baby breaths, and greenery tied together by the white ribbon.

Even though he just saw her, Vinnie still felt his breath be taken away by her.

Wow.

That’s all he could think about. His eyes stayed on her as the pair slowly walked down the aisle. Y/N holding on to her dad’s arm anxiously as she looked at Brad standing there with his hands held together in front of him.

She held his stare for a minute, that same uneasy feeling flooding back into her chest making her divert her eyes. She glanced slightly to the left, looking at Vinnie.

That uneasiness went away just by the soft glance at him. He was her rock, and there was no way she would ever get through life without him.

She looked back at Brad, who was now looking at Vinnie. His stare seemed harsh to Y/N, looking back at Vinnie to see his eyes hadn't left her as she slowly reached the altar. He gave her a small smile, winking at her as she directed her attention to her dad.

Vinnie watched as Y/N’s dad unhooked his arm from her, hugging her as he kissed her cheek. He sniffled as he gave her away to Brad, the dark haired boy grabbing her hand and leading her up the steps in front of the officiant.

Vinnie sat down, biting the inside of his cheek slightly as he listened to the officiant.

“Today we are gathered to celebrate the marriage of Y/N Y/L/N, and Bradley Hartley…”

The nausea found its way back into Vinnie as he clutched his hands together in his lap. He focused on his breathing as he began to tune out the speech of the officiant.

“Y/N and Brad have decided to write their own vows for one another. Brad, you may recite your vows.”

Brad grabbed the piece of paper from his best man, unfolding it as he began to read the words he scribbled on there.

“Y/N…”

Vinnie couldn’t listen, he couldn’t bear to hear the words coming from Brad’s mouth talking about how she’s forever his, and how he’ll love her, even though her clinical schedule and soon to be doctor schedule will be tiring for him more than her.

What a dick.

Vinnie thought as he held back a scoff. The urge to go up and punch the guy square in the face for that was very strong as he clutched his hands tighter.

“...I love you always.”

Y/N forced a small smile. The vows seeming very simple and not from the heart as her stomach turned.

“Y/N, you may read your vows.”

She turned to her sister, grabbing the folded piece of paper and unfoling it, quickly doing a glance over at it as she took a breath.

“Brad. I am the luckiest person to be standing with you today. I would never have thought I would find someone as unique as you among all the people on this planet. You are both my true love and best friend…”

Y/N’s voice fell off into silence. She blinked at the word a few times.

Best friend.

Best friend.

Best. Friend.

Her mind clicked. Her gaze looking up from the paper and to her right, locking with those deep brown eyes that stared right back at her.

The look of love.

It made sense now.

The officiant cleared his throat slightly, making Y/N jump slightly and tear her eyes back to her paper.

“I’m sorry…You uh- You are both my true love and my…”

Y/N shook her head, folding the paper back up as she looked up.

“I’m sorry. I can’t.” She picked up the fabric of her dress, stepping down the stairs carefully as she walked fastly down the aisle and disappeared through the doors.

Vinnie’s eyes widened, looking to his mom and Y/N’s mom as he stood up and raced after her.

He pushed open the glass doors and turned to the right.

“Y/N!” He hollered as he saw her in the middle of the hallway walking still towards the dressing room.

She stopped, turning to face him.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Worry was laced with his words as he stopped in front of her.

Y/N shook her head as she closed her eyes, pacing back and forth while she messed with her hands.

“I can’t do it.” She said as her head pounded from the impulse.

“What do you mean you can’t bug? I just told you if anyone can do this it’s you.” Vinnie’s mind raced with confusion as he watched his best friend rub her temples slightly while still pacing.

“Vinnie. I can’t.” She spoke, turning to keep walking but was stopped by Vinnie grabbing her wrist.

“Y/N, you are not making any sense right now.” She felt slightly irritated as her mind was in overdrive making her seem overstimulated.

“I can’t marry Brad.” She spoke clearly, making Vinnie shake his head as his eyebrows furrowed more in confusion than they already were.

“Bug, yes you can. I don’t understand why you keep saying you can’t when-”

“I can’t marry him because he’s not you!” Y/N exclaimed, cutting him off.

Vinnie felt his heart stop.

Did he hear her right?

No. There’s no way. He thought to himself as his eyes widened and he shook his head ever so slightly.

“Y/N-” He started, his voice quiet.

“He isn’t you Vinnie. I can’t be with Brad because he doesn’t love me like you do. He never could. And I could never love him like I love you. The reason I was having second thoughts is because I want you. I need it to be you.” Y/N’s voice was sincere and didn’t falter once.

Vinnie stared at her in shock.

She loved him. She. Loved. Him.

“Please say something so I know I didn’t just do all of this for nothi-”

Her words were cut off as Vinnie stepped forward, placing both hands to cup her face as he pressed his lips to hers.

To say sparks were flying is an understatement as their lips moved in sync. Y/N’s hands resting on the back of his neck as his remained cupping her face gently.

This feels right. This was home. This was love.

That was all Y/N could think as she felt herself beginning to smile into the kiss as all the uneasiness in her stomach melted away.

Y/N’s mom stepped through the glass doors, turning down the hall as she stopped in her tracks wide-eyed as she saw the pair with their lips locked.

“Oh thank god.” The two pulled away quickly as they turned to the woman.

“Mom I-” Y/N’s words were cut off by her mom’s hand going up.

“I’m not…it’s about damn time this happened my goodness.” She laughed as Y/N furrowed her eyebrows at her mom.

“Honey, I’ve been waiting for you two to get together since you both were fifteen. Truth be told, I never liked Brad.” Her mom whispered the last part making Y/N let out a sigh of relief.

“Did anyone like him? If not, why did no one tell me?” Y/N asked, looking between her mom and Vinnie.

“Because you seemed so happy and in love with him. All of us just wanted you to be happy.” Vinnie spoke shrugging as Y/N’s mom nodded in agreement.

“Okay. I will go and handle all of this, and take care of Brad.” Y/N’s mom gave them a thumbs up as Y/N nodded at her, watching her walk away.

“So, what now?” Vinnie broke the silence, the girl turning her gaze to him.

“Um, good question. I have no idea.” Y/N let out a small laugh as her head began to pound from her adrenaline beginning to crash.

“My head hurts fuck.” She winced, her hands going back to rub at her temples.

“Okay…well let’s go to my place and get your headache taken care of first okay? And then we’ll go from there.” Vinnie spoke, moving her hands from her head to replace them with his own.

“Okay.” She smiled softly at him, him returning it as he held out his hand to her.

“Let’s go bug.” Y/N’s smile grew as she placed her hand in his, their fingers lacing together perfectly like two puzzle pieces as they began to walk towards the front entrance.

“I fucking knew it.” The two stopped at the voice. Y/N removed her hand from Vinnie’s as she turned to meet Brad. The boy shaking his head in disbelief as he approached the two.

“Brad I-”

“Oh save it Y/N. Was this the plan all along?” Y/N shook her head quickly.

“No. I just-”

“Were you two fucking behind my back or some shit? I always fucking knew you had a thing for her Hacker. Which is why I never trusted you in the first place.”

“Brad I understand you’re-”

“We were never together behind your back man. And yeah I did always have feelings for Y/N. But I pushed them away because overall she is my best friend. I would never sabotage her happiness for my own feelings. That’s a dick move and I’m not like that.”

Vinnie’s words made Y/N turn her head at him.

He always had feelings for her?

“I should have ended this little friendship you two had from the first day we started dating. You’re such a slut Y/N. He’s never going to be good enough for you and he’ll leave you after he finds the next girl. I mean look at him Y/N. He has millions of girls swooning over him and you think you’re special? No you’re just another one of his whores he has lined up.”

Vinnie felt his hands clench at the words falling from the prick’s mouth as he began to step forward.

“Watch your fucking mouth and how you talk about her.” Vinnie stood a solid three inches taller than Brad, yet the smirk didn’t leave his face.

“I’ll get her back Hacker. Just you wait. Hope you enjoy the sloppy seconds while you can.”

That was all it took for Vinnie as his fist connected with Brad’s face.

“Vinnie!” Y/N shrieked as her hand covered her mouth.

“Don’t ever speak about my girl like that ever again. In fact, don’t ever speak to her again at all. Have a nice life Bradley.” Vinnie turned away from him, walking ahead towards the doors as Y/N still stood there shocked.

“You coming or what bug?” Y/N jumped slightly, turning towards Vinnie as he stood before the doors.

She took one last look at Brad before gathering her dress and walking towards Vinnie, lacing her fingers with his as they walked out of the venue and to his car.

When they were settled in the car, she turned to look at him.

“Did you have to punch him?” Vinnie started the car and looked at her wildly.

“He had it coming now. Don’t even try and deny it.” Y/N shook her head, biting back a smile as she leaned forward, connecting their lips again.

Vinnie placed his thumb on her chin, his forefinger hooking under her chin as they pulled back slightly, Vinnie moving to peck her lips three more times before reluctantly pulling away.

Vinnie put his car in reverse, glancing over his shoulder quickly.

“Bug?” Y/N looked at him as he switched his car into drive.

“Hm?” She hummed.

A smile spread across Vinnie’s face.

“I love you.” Y/N felt herself smiling wide, her chest filling up with happiness and comfort as Vinnie looked at her.

The look of love.

“I love you too.” She said back to him. Meaning every word.

[bellysoupset]

Max Meeting The Gang

"A whole weekend?" Max raised his eyebrows, watching the football practice as if he understood a single thing about the game. Next to him, Vince was his perfect opposite, actually enthralled by it all and occasionally cheering.

Vince was wrapped up in a cardigan on top of his sweater and he hadn't shaved in a couple days, so his perpetual five o'clock shadow had leveled up into a full beard. He still looked pale and gaunt from that horrible flu bout, despite more than a week having passed since. Frankly, Max had been surprised when Vince showed up to his classes on Tuesday, instead of taking the day off.

"Yeah, we leave Friday after class and come back Sunday night," Vince answered, waving to his sister as the cheerleaders entered the field, "it'll be fun, Max."

"I don't know, Vince," Max shrugged, rolling his eyes as he saw a bunch of girls look in his direction and start to giggle, "they're your friends, not mine."

"Yeah, that's how you make new friends," Vince reached in and squeezed his nape in affectionate manner, shoving Max slightly, "you know my girlfriend already, that's two."

Max crossed his arms, chewing on his bottom lip, "I guess... I'll think about it."

"Well, don't think too hard, I need to know by Thursday because I'm grocery shopping before heading there," Vin shivered violently, pulling his cardigan tighter around himself and Max eyed him worriedly, but didn't say anything, "if it's anything, I think you'll really like them."

That wasn't what concerned Max. Vince clearly was really really close with his friends, if anything they seemed more like family than just friendship, and Max had a weird fright deep in his guts, like he was just about to meet Vince's parents. Not that it made any sense, he had never been the type to meet the parents of the people he dated, he knew Mr. and Mrs. Monacelli already and, oh yeah, he was not dating Vince.

However the fear was the same, that he was going to meet Vince's friends, they'd decide they hated him, and he'd kiss his friendship with Vin goodbye.

"Get out of your head," Vince jabbed his elbow in Max's tummy, not too hard, "it's going to be fun... I'd like if you came."

And really, did Max ever stand a chance against such words?

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Since Max had a car and Vince was going to go grocery shopping beforehand, they decided to go together. Max wasn't so sure about all of this, he wanted to bolt and his stomach was churning with nerves, but Vince was making a damn good job of making sure he couldn't, like by riding along with him.

"VIN!"

Max looked up in time to see a blur of dark hair and then Wendy was tackling her boyfriend into a hug, kissing his face all over, "oh my god, you look horrible," she whined mid kisses and Vince chuckled, planting her down on the ground.

"Thanks?"

"You look so pale, doesn't he look pale, Max?" Wendy cupped her boyfriend's face, "this is like the third stomach flu you had in six months, I'm putting you in quarantine."

Vince laughed at that, wrapping his arms around Wendy and giving her a hug from behind, pressing a kiss to her temple, "you sound like my mom, honey."

Wendy let out a little scoff at that, but it vanished quickly as her green eyes paused on Max and her pout melted into a smile, "hey, I'm so happy you decided to come," she perked up to give him a hug, leaving him stunned.

Max's whole face was a shade of red, when the front door of the cabin opened and a group of people stepped out. He recognized Vince's friend, Luke, immediately, the one with dark wavy hair and just as tall as Vin was. He was chatting with two other men, who were holding hands and clearly a couple.

"Guys!" Vince called out their attention, "Max, these are Luke, Leo and Jon. Guys, this is Daniels," he introduced them with a smile and Max wanted to shrink in his shoes. He felt clammy and nauseous all of sudden, but forced up a lopsided smile that communicated he wasn't so anxious he could vomit.

The man Vince had pointed out as Jon, raised a hand, all smooth and formal, "nice to meet you, Daniels."

"Just Max," he cleared his throat, shaking Jonah's hand and then Leo perked up to do the same, although he looked much more friendly than his boyfriend.

Luke didn't shake his hand at all, only offered him a tight smile, "hi Max."

"Where's Bell?" Vince asked, frowning and squeezing Max's shoulder, "oh there she is."

Max followed Vince's gaze and then raised his eyebrows as he saw a stunning ginger getting out of the house. She was wearing a black bikini top and jeans shorts, curly hair falling like a mane around her face and Max's jaw all but dropped.

He stepped aside in order not to be stepped on by her, as Bella apparently didn't even register him before tackling Vince with a hug. She squeezed him tightly, murmuring in a strained voice, "I've missed you."

Then her eyes landed on Max and she raised her eyebrows, scrutinizing him, "that's Daniels?"

"In the flesh," he answered before he could think better of it and she seemed momentarily surprised she had asked that out loud and that he had answered. Bella measured him up and down, then smiled.

"I thought you'd be taller."

"Well, this isn't awkward at all," Vince teased, while Wendy wrapped an arm around his waist and laughed, "let's go inside the house."

Max was more than a little dizzy with the amount of information he had to absorb in such a short time. Vince and Wendy shared a room upstairs, as well as Jonah and Leo. Downstairs, Luke and Bella had the third room and Max was delegated to the sofa bed, in the living room — which he didn't mind in the least but still made a big show of complaining about, just because he enjoyed watching Vince fumble over himself in search of a solution.

"You're mean," Leo whispered, leaning in his direction, as Vince continued to try and argue with Jonah and Luke that they should all draw straws.

"I prefer fun," Max retorted, smiling back at the other man, "so how long have you known Vince?"

"Since his first week of college," Leo shrugged, resting his back against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms to his chest, "he came to college already in the team, but I was doing try outs. Adopted me on the spot."

"And here I was feeling special," Max rolled his eyes, "he does that a lot?"

"Adopt strays? Not as much as Luke does," Leo let out an amused huff as his boyfriend told Vince he was not switching room and that was final, "not you though, he hates you."

"Couldn't have guessed," Max snorted, as if he could ignore the way Lucas was all stiff around him or the over the top PDA he was displaying with his wife simply because Max had looked at Bella.

"He's just jealous that Vince likes you," Leo shrugged, patting Max's arm, "it'll wear off by the end of the weekend, Luke can't hold a grudge."

Across the kitchen, Luke said something in a low, snappy voice that caused Jonah's eyebrows to jump and Vince to frown, shutting his mouth in a tight line.

"Maybe we should intervene?"

"Nah, let them hash it out," Bella's said, pushing herself between them and resting her back comfortably against Leo's arm. She was holding a beer and looking Max up and down like he was a zoo animal, "so how long you were in?"

"Jesus, Bell, you can't just ask people that," Leo exclaimed, while Max let out an amused snort. He hadn't ever told Vince that he had done time, so he wondered how she knew this.

"Just two days, protest arrest," Max answered, but never quite started that conversation, since Wendy wrapped a hand around his wrist and tugged at it, all the while saying loudly:

"Enough with the gossiping, we were all gonna go in the lake."

He did not, in fact, want to go in the lake. Ever since the day before his stomach had been a mess, which Max was chalking up to nerves, and he felt weirdly self conscious of stripping before this group, when his belly was sticking out, bloated and crampy.

Still, it was a warm, sunny day out and he had no excuse not to go in. He paced around the shore, as Bella raced Wendy down the pier and they both jumped, followed by Luke and Leo, the blonde spluttering up water and pushing his hair back as he yelled, "c'mon guys! Jon!"

Jonah was all smooth, unlike his friends who still behaved like kids, he took his time to strip and neatly fold his clothes, before walking into the lake instead of jumping from the pier.

"Aren't you gonna get in?" Vince patted Max's shoulder and the man shrugged, feeling horribly out of place.

"I don't know about this whole weekend, man," he started to complain, but Vin cut him off with a dramatic gesture. He always talked with his hands, really not helping the stereotype.

"You haven't been here for an hour," he said with a heavy sigh, kicking off his shoes, "if you still wanna leave by night, I'll drive you back, alright?"

Sounded good enough, even if Max felt a pang of guilt at the idea of Vin wasting another 3 hours of his weekend by driving Max back to Doveport, then back again to the cabin.

"Alright-" he stripped off his shirt, wincing slightly when his stomach let out a nauseated growl and rolled, breakfast sitting like a fucking brick.

Next to him, Vince stripped his shirt and threw it on top of Jonah's carefully folded pile, messing it up and causing the man to shout all the way back from the lake, "VINCE!"

"C'mooon, get in, Vin! Max!" Wendy squealed, drowning Jonah's shout and climbing on his back so she could have some leverage. She was the shortest of the group and while Luke was standing on solid ground, Wendy was panting as she struggled to keep her head afloat.

Max let his eyes wander, roaming over the expanse of Vince's naked back and biting down a dreamy sigh. By now he had seen Vin shirtless - and fully naked, thanks to the recent flu from hell - more than he ever thought he would. Still, the guy was a vision.

He removed his own shirt and grimaced at his stomach, wondering if it was visible to anyone else how upset the organ was, then dumped his wallet and cell on top of his shirt and kicked off his shoes, joining the group.

The water felt extremely cold against his skin and he shivered violently, letting out a string of curses when Vince promptly dunked his head in the water as soon as Max was close enough.

He came up spluttering and cursing, only for Wendy to be smiling at him and shut him up easy like that, "Welcome to the group, Max," she whispered in his ear and Max opened his mouth to reply, only for Bella to dive and tug at his feet, causing him to go underwater once again.