#to elaborate a little: v and johnny *are* soulmates

[totentnz]

@silverv-week day 1 // soulmates

set in: au: watch the world burn, circa 2018 v & johnny are soulmates but it's complicated, this is probably confusing for those unfamiliar with my v & my AUs but this was fun!

"you still talkin' to v?"

"who?"

"v. you two were... nevermind."

johnny hadn't seen her in months, he genuinely forgot about her. though that didn't mean he wasn't thinking about her. he used to run into her all the time - by accident, but these days she was nowhere to be found.

a cracked cellphone screen reminded him of her, about that time he asked around about her day job on a hot summer day and how he ended up at a tech shop in some alley, an annoyed v sitting inside, fixing some gonk's gunked up phone.

he entered the shop, a bell rang as he opened the door, she was unphased by the sound. the place was small and somehow it was even hotter inside. the netrunner was the only person inside though light spilled out from the room in the back. a speaker was sitting on her desk, slipknot was playing at what he guessed was maximum volume.

"you work in this dump?" he asked, his voice raised in an attempt to overpower corey taylor. v had been mouthing the lyrics of the song but stopped as soon as she heard him though she continued to move her head to the rhythm of the song.

"no, i'm here 'cause o' the wicked vibes." there was sarcasm in her voice which seemed uncalled for, this place must've been heaven for any runner, so much information was stored on these devices and folks were even paying you to take it off of them.

she was prying the protective layer off the phone in her hands when she pointed at a screen on her desk. "input whatever's wrong with it on there. then give it to me." she explained, not even looking up at him, clearly customer service wasn't her forte.

johnny wasn't here to have anything fixed however so he placed the laptop he had brought with him on her desk. "i can't help ya if ya don--" she began as she placed her tools down, clearly ready to give him an ear full but stopped when she took a look at the device.

"huh." she tilted her head and looked at him, then back at her laptop. she grabbed it and opened it up, typing something in before closing it again. "where'd you find this?"

"in my car. where ya left it." he replied and she finally looked at him now, scanning him from head to toe. she took her time and it was all there: the lingering gaze on his cock and prosthetic in combination with a quick bite on her lower lip. she knew who he was and it got him excited for the inevitable revelation.

"oh. it's you." she paused for a moment and he gave her his best shit-eating smirk - she squinted. "jimmy?"

"johnny." he corrected, there was no way she was being serious right now, she had to recognise him, he was known for more than just his music, especially in night city. "silverhand. hired ya for a gig yesterday?" he tried to jog her memory though her gaze remained unchanged.

"right, right. 'course." she pointed at his arm and then at his face, nodding. "thanks." she tapped the closed laptop with her fingers before placing it underneath her desk. she leaned back and looked at him again before resting her feet on the table. johnny pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing his arms.

"so, johnny silverhand. got a feelin' ya didn't return this outta the kindness o' ya heart." she grinned and with a flick of her wrist checked the time on her watch.

truth be told he wasn't sure why he decided to find her, if she wanted her shit back she should go look for it herself but she had intrigued him last night.

the second random encounter was perhaps the best one: he didn't expect to see her there in her stupid little borg-burger uniform, putting on her best customer service voice, being nice. he found out later that she was fired from that job, supposedly she assaulted a customer after they were being rude, that was more like her. sometimes when he would enter the diner late at night after a show there was a tinge in his chest, half expecting half hoping for her to be there but she never was there to wait his table.

when he was on stage, looking down at the pit he often thought he saw her moshing with some guy like she used to when they were... not dating but it was never her. they idea of her being there -- or perhaps her absence lit a fire in him though and the performance that followed was fuckin preem every time.

but she wasn't on his mind and he didn't want to know where she was or what she was up to. she was just another pair of tits that mixed in with countless others, a few nights of fun, meaningless.

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"'member johnny?"

"who?"

"johnny. you got his signature on your ass?"

"riiiiight. actually, it's on my thigh."

the image of him did flick through her mind every now and then, like the dias she used to look through when she was working at the retro store.

he taught her about lucky cigarettes, cursing her with the memory of him every time she opened a new pack, maybe that was the reason she swapped to rolling her own.

she had just pulled a cigarette from a freshly opened pack and was about to start smoking it when he stopped her.

"what're ya doin'?" he almost yelled, taking a step towards her to pull it out of her mouth.

"what?!" this irritated her, she needed that smoke right now and could do without his little games.

"never heard of lucky cigs?" he placed his own cigarette between his lips and took the pack from her.

"it's a lil' ritual." he explained and with a flick of his finger he flipped the cigarette around.

"pick a random cig," he raised the hand holding the flipped one slightly.

"put it back in, that's the lucky one." he winked.

"ya don't say." she retorted, rolling her eyes and taking the pack back from him with some force.

"ya smoke that one last." he pointed at the pack and v pulled out a different cigarette, placing it between her lips.

"if anyone wants to bum one and it's the lucky one." he exhaled some smoke into the cold night air. "they buy ya a new pack." he reached into his pocket with his free hand to get his lighter.

"how often does that happen?" she asked and johnny leaned in to light it for her, the fire illuminated his face, bringing out all his beauty and flaws at the same time. as she took the first drag and their eyes locked onto each other she wondered what she looked like to him.

"more often than ya might think." he shrugged and leaned back, putting some distance between them.

occasionally when she entered the atlantis she would scan the bar for his figure, she still owed him a drink or maybe he owed one to her, she wasn't sure. she would listen to rogue talk about him - they were fucking now - and conveniently disappear whenever he would show up.

one day she noticed that there were no more samurai patches on her backpack. she did enjoy their music even before she started fucking the rocker, though she never admitted that to him. the patches were constantly rearranged and maybe she had forgotten to sew those back on, replaced them with other bands, better bands.

after some time she forgot all about him. she knew who johnny silverhand was, especially after he went out with a bang, but none of the moments they shared were attached to that name, he was some guy she had fun with, nothing more.

[tiny-banana-time]

for the ship number ask thing: 3, 4, 7, 8, 21, 24, 42, 43, 45 !! :D

HOO BOY BUCKLE UP THIS IS GONNA TAKE A BIT

Gonna throw the answers under the cut because I feel like I’m gonna ramble on a lot bit here. Kerry and Vince here we go -

3 - Are they open about their relationship? How do they feel about public displays of affection?

Both are hesitant to make it public at first for, well many obvious reasons. Vince is kinda shy about sharing personal things, so he really keeps it to just Misty and Judy at first, then Vik and Mama Welles, etc etc. Once they know, Kerry mentions making it public to take the stress out of hiding it. 

PDA is a double-edged sword. On one hand, they’re both big ‘ole saps and wanna be cute and casual wherever they are. On the other, Paparazzi. After a while they start getting sassy about it: flipping off the cameras, sticking their tongues out, concocting elaborate and awful disguises, and sharing lots of kisses.  

4 - First impression of each other? Was it love at first sight?

Both were absolutely infatuated at first sight. I mean, they’re both handsome as hell and willing to blow shit up like, what more could they want? Kerry got his first view of V in a really fucked up situation, but once he saw the right man behind those green eyes, he was done for. V getting his first view of Kerry all domestic in a robe and telling him to sit and take care of himself makes him instantly soft for him. 

7 - What annoys them the most about their partner? Would they change it if they could?

V: How messy Kerry can get. Like, it’s understandable at first with the, ya know, crippling depression, but you have to clean eventually Ker. 

Kerry: That even once they’re seemingly completely comfortable with each other, it’s still hard for V to ask for help. 

8 - What do the like best about their partner?

V: How Kerry acts like like this Big Bad Rockerboy with a Big Bad Attitude but he is actually like, a marshmallow he’s so soft and sweet. How he helps the Us Cracks girls??? How he immediately takes care of V when he wakes in the villa??? How he opens up and talks about how he doesn’t want to lose him after just weeks / maybe months when he doesn’t let himself be vulnerable for anyone else??? SOFT.

Kerry: How just, sickeningly sweet V is with him. Like, this young nomad punk who is a paid killer and literally infiltrated Arasaka by himself and worked for months to fight off his own death is just the sweetest fucking guy he’s ever met? Like???  The way he talks in that cute little voice to Nibbles and gets sad at movies??? 

21 - Do they share any interests or hobbies?

Vince loves listening to music, and he can kinda sing a little, so he and Kerry will jam sometimes when they’re wasted. After he and Johnny split (and V is fine because We Don’t Know Canon Here) he finds that he’s got a little bit of guitar muscle memory he didn’t use to have so, the jam sessions get more interesting.

He also taught himself how to tattoo, both the traditional way and with the new machines we see later on, when he was a teenager. He’s definitely gotten better since then, and he teaches Ker the basics. When they get married, they give each other little heart tattoos on their ring fingers <3

24 - Any doubts about the relationship?

They both occasionally wonder how the hell they ended up with the other because they’re both convinced that they don’t deserve the other and I - Like I know I’m the one making this happen but Boys, please, you deserve each other just, shut up and accept that.

42 - Do they let each other get away with things that would normally bother them?

Kerry absolutely lets V be significantly whinier than anyone else ever because dammit he looks so cute when he pouts. With literally any other person he’d get pissed off, but with V it’s just babe.

V lets Kerry drive his more... fortified cars around the badlands to try to help the man improve his atrocious driving skills after all these years. These cars are his BABIES and nobody touches them, let alone DRIVES them. 

43 - Do they talk often? What about?

Oh my god CONSTANTLY. About literally anything and everything. V just likes to hear Kerry’s voice when it’s only for his ears, and Kerry likes the little sparkle in V’s eyes when he gets excited. They’re each other’s best friend, and both need someone to really connect with at this point in their lives so, who better? 

45 - Any special dreams or goals they have as a couple? Any heartbreaks? Regrets?

Dreams / Goals: Just living as long and as happy of a life together as they possibly can honestly. They found each other and that’s all they want for the rest of their lives. That, and some damn peace and quiet lol. 

Heartbreaks: I mean, basically the entire first few months of knowing each other before V finds a way to fix his shit. A LOT of heartbreak. 

Regrets: They have both lost their temper a few times when discussing the serious stuff, and hate seeing the look on the other’s face when they do. Arguments never last long, and they both regret them immediately. Other than that, how do you regret things that lead you to your soulmate?

Thank you for asking about these dorks! I love them very much <3