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whatever you say, baby - chs
pairing: vernon x reader word count: 1.1k warnings: none? the slightest bit suggestive at the end but like... it's nothing author's note: part two to this fic! i would recommend reading both for it to make sense :)
You haven’t seen Vernon in four days.
You haven’t seen him since he kissed you — and he’d kissed you a lot.
You’d barely managed to finish the movie without making out on his couch like teenagers. And when it was over, he hadn’t asked you to stay — but he’d kissed you again by his front door.
You’d texted when you’d gotten home safe, as he’d requested. Then you’d woken up the next day to a ‘good morning :)’ text, which was swiftly followed by ‘today is so busy I might die’. And then the two of you had just… moved on.
He sends a Shrek meme and then disappears for hours; you laugh react or send a meme in return. He sends you a picture of a “gnarly” squirrel he sees on campus; you send him a picture of a shitty doodle you drew during one of your lectures. Neither of you brings up what happened. You know he’s got a project due at the end of the week, so you don’t push when his texts are few and far between. Even though you so desperately want to.
Is he thinking about it as much as you are? You can’t get the feeling of his lips out of your mind, and it’s driving you crazy. You want to kiss him again, want to run your fingers through his hair again, want to feel his hands on your waist again.
But you remain in limbo. You don’t ask for an explanation — he doesn’t offer one. And you don’t know how much longer you can ignore it.
Vernonie [8:34pm]: INCOMING VIDEOCALL
Your eyes widen when your screen lights up. You quickly straighten from where you’d been lounging on your couch, tucking your hair behind your ears and hoping for the best. He knows what you look like, you remind yourself, but that doesn’t help the nerves when you finally accept the call.
“Hey, stranger.”
He looks cute, and it makes you sick.
“Hey,” you reply, and you can feel your cheeks heat up for no apparent reason. All he’s done is say hello, but you haven’t seen his face in four days, and the last time you saw him you were —
“What’s up?”
“Nothing,” you say, and then you can’t help but blurt out, “You’ve been busy.” It comes out accusatory, and you regret it immediately.
Vernon looks surprised, and you watch as his eyebrows raise. “Yeah, I had that big project to finish, remember?”
You nod, avoiding eye contact through the screen. “Right.”
He’s quiet again before he says teasingly, “If you missed me you can just say so.”
You know it’s an attempt to lighten the mood, but it hits so deep all of a sudden that you think you might cry. Did he not miss you, too?
You know it’s a cheap move, but you absolutely cannot look at him when he tells you that the kissing had meant nothing, that it was all a mistake. That you’re better off as friends.
“Hey,” he says when you shift your phone so that your face is just out of sight. You can practically hear his pout. “Come back.”
“I’m just gonna go,” you say weakly, and you can see in your peripheral vision the way Vernon sits up straight.
“Hey, no. Wait. Please come back? Let me say something.”
You bite your lip as the tears well up. It takes you a minute, but you manage to take a breath and set your phone back upright to look at him.
“Y/N,” he says gently, and you can see his soft smile through the screen. “Bro.”
You can’t help but smile a bit at that, and he takes that as a sign to continue.
“Did you think I was avoiding you?”
You shrug.
“You think I kissed you and then avoided you on purpose?”
Your heart stutters over itself a bit as he says the words out loud. When he puts it like that, you suppose it sounds a bit silly. Because it’s Vernon, and he would never be so cruel. You shrug again, but you still can’t find it in you to speak.
“Kissing you is probably all I've thought about for the better part of the last few months,” he continues, and your eyes widen. “I wasn't deliberately avoiding you, I just... I was busy, that part’s true, but it seemed like a good time to give you some space anyway because I know you get into your head sometimes, so I thought that would give you some time to process…” He trails off, a hand running through his hair before he adds, quieter, “You know. In case you…”
“In case I what?” It’s the first time you’ve spoken in a few minutes, and you can practically see the way Vernon’s shoulders relax at the sound of your voice again.
He pauses, and then he says softly, “In case you regret it.”
Your eyes widen. “You think I regret it?”
“Do you?”
You shake your head, a bit dizzy as you return, “Do you?”
Vernon’s lip curls up at the side. “No, Y/N. I don’t.”
You’re processing, and he’s quiet as he lets you. He doesn’t regret it. He wanted to kiss you. He…
It’s silent for another moment and then you say, voice small, “But you didn’t ask me to stay.”
“Baby,” he says, and your eyes widen. “That’s definitely not because I didn’t want you to. Like I said, I was giving you space.”
“Baby?”
Vernon freezes. “Shit, sorry. Fuck—“
“It’s okay,” you interrupt, and he relaxes a little.
“Yeah?” He breathes, and you nod. A smile spreads across your lips, warmth spreading through you as it really, truly dawns on you — Vernon likes you back.
“Yeah,” you affirm. “I think I much prefer that to bro.”
“Yeah?” He says again, and you smile. You’re just realizing now that he seems nervous too, and it makes you feel all sorts of warm and fuzzy inside.
“Mhm.”
You stare at one another through the screen. Vernon’s grin spreads the longer you do, and even though you know your cheeks are flushed, you don’t stop the staring contest. He narrows his eyes, and you let out a giggle.
“So…”
“So,” he repeats, and you watch as he adjusts to lie down on his couch. “I finished my project.”
That was not where you thought this conversation was headed. “Oh yeah? Good job, bro.”
Vernon raises his eyebrows at the name, and you flush again.
“It’s habit,” you whine, and he puts on an exaggerated frown.
“That’s fine,” he sighs dramatically, “I was going to say that I can hang out with you now that my project is done, but I can see I’m the only romantic one here, bro.”
You gasp. “I can be romantic!”
Vernon grins, and you immediately know you’ve taken his bait as he teases, “Really?”
“I can!” You insist, and he just smiles even wider.
“Want me to come over so you can show me just how romantic you can be, baby?”
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WITHOUT THINKING.
pairing: non-idol!vernon & gender-neutral!reader
genre: fluff, college au
warnings: none
word count: 0.4k words
synopsis: forget about being unnoticed, there is someone who knows you to the bone anyway.
tag list: @awooghan @cosmic-railwayxo (join the taglist here!)
note: hello... i am back again. here is my svt fic debut ig bc i've been itching to write for svt too! consider this as a preview of the vernon long fic that i've been writing bc this blog would definitely be drier than before if i leave it like this as i finish it LMAO will definitely write more svt drabbles soon!
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I know you—how easy would it be to hear that from someone with the most genuine and gentle voice?
Sometimes, even if you’ve known them for years, they still don’t know you to the bone. Even with your regular routine every day, they still wouldn’t remember and be able to predict your next move. It never stayed in their minds.
Things like that made you think about something—was it that easy for people not to be interested in you? Was there anything about you that could pull someone’s attention? Was there anything indifferent about you?
“You’re gonna grab some coffee later, right?”
You haven’t told anyone about that. To be fair, you always buy coffee. You bet your habit is something insignificant—not worth anyone remembering. You’re more used to being the organization's coffee addict. You’re more used to that instead of hearing someone remember that you’re yet to buy coffee.
But who are you to expect? Someone like Vernon would keep that in mind. You often forget that he’ll always be there to know you so well. You don’t need to doubt that he might even know you more than you know about yourself.
You smile, all thoughts from earlier washing away. As always, you have someone you can trust who will ground you back. Someone as observant as him would be impossible to find because he’s the most attentive person you know. You don’t even need to find someone else like that.
“You know me so well.”
Vernon scratches the back of his neck and chuckles. He already noticed that you’ve been spacing out frequently in the past hour, so he immediately knew you hadn’t gotten your daily cup of iced mocha.
He can’t help but giggle at how you acknowledge his desire to love you this way. It makes his cheeks red and his palms sweaty.
You didn’t need to know, but he always found you to be the most exciting and fascinating person he had ever met. And to this day, he often feels his cheeks getting warm whenever you reach for his hands and blabber anything. You also didn’t need to know that you’ve been giving him this effect for long.
It’s an effect that he never thought of treating anyway.
He’d rather know everything about every minuscule about you and keep you in his arms to not see any doubt. After all, he knows you’d tease him endlessly if he told you about his weakness because of you.
warnings: husband!vernon, soft soft soft vernon hours yet again
"How many more minutes?"
The grumble that comes from your husband beside you is nothing short of gravely. It's half asleep, irked with having to get up soon, and again nothing short of irritated with the early morning hours.
His eye peeps open to peek through the mess of your hair that skews his vision.
"Eight," He answers, voice heavy with sleep and eyes blinking back shut.
Your sigh meets the tanned skin of his throat, bare and warm and damp in one spot where you'd been pressing your lips and drooling while asleep. Vernon seems to offer no care about the way your spit puddles on his skin, too tired and comfortable nestled up against you to give a damn.
With one hand sliding up your back and the other curling tighter around your shoulders, he cages you with gentle swaying into his arms against the sheets. Your own arm slings lazily over his waist and you let your fingers play with the fabric of his t-shirt, the movement slowing to a stop almost immediately when you lull back into slumber.
"Love you," your breath escapes in a whisper, eyes still sewn shut with the threads of dreams and warmth. You can feel the way Vernon's lips curl into a soft smile as he lay against you, mouth pressed to your temple and nose burying a bit further into your hair to breathe in the scent of your shampoo from the previous evening.
A habit the two of you had made almost immediately after marrying.
Good morning 'I Love You's.
"Love you too." His voice, although still laced with sleep and heavy with gravel, had come instead to be comfortable. No longer irritated from the sunshine pouring in through the crack of the curtains and heating the sliver of his arm it seeps into; No longer irked at the notion of having to leave the soft sheets entangled with his limbs simply because the day promised getting to see your smile each time the two of you locked eyes.
Eight more minutes until Vernon gets to come face to face with the bright eyes he fell in love with three years ago today.
𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬. vernon 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. fluff, sfw heacanons
𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 | divider by @cafekitsune
vernon is a boyfriend who secretly loves spoiling you. he might act all cool and nonchalant, but expect surprise gifts - a new book you mentioned wanting, your favorite candy bar he found, or tickets to a concert you'd love.
vernon is a boyfriend who listens intently. he remembers details from conversations, even seemingly insignificant ones, and uses them to surprise you later.
vernon is a boyfriend who's your biggest hype man. he celebrates your achievements, big or small, with genuine enthusiasm. he'll brag about you to his members and be your personal cheerleader.
vernon is a boyfriend who loves learning alongside you. whether it's a new hobby, a language you're interested in, or a documentary you want to watch, he'll be there to explore it with you.
vernon is a boyfriend who appreciates the little things. he finds beauty in everyday moments, like the way sunlight filters through the leaves or the sound of your laughter. he'll point these things out, making you see the magic in the ordinary.
vernon is a boyfriend who's your personal meme curator. he'll send you funny videos or pictures he finds online, knowing exactly what kind of humor tickles you.
vernon is a boyfriend who's a master at creating cozy dates. movie nights with popcorn and blankets, picnics in the park, or simply staying in and playing board games - he makes them all feel warm and special.
vernon is a boyfriend who encourages you to be yourself, quirks and all. he loves your unique personality and wouldn't want you to change a thing.
vernon is a boyfriend who's incredibly supportive of your dreams. he'll be your shoulder to cry on when things get tough and your biggest source of encouragement when you chase your goals.
vernon is a boyfriend who writes you little love songs or raps. even if he's a bit shy, they're a heartfelt way of expressing his affection.
vernon is a boyfriend who gives the best cuddles. he's warm, comforting, and always happy to hold you close when you need it most.
As Seasons Pass
Pairing : Hansol x Reader
Genre : Fluff, Angst
Warnings : Mentions of character death
Where you realize that moving on from someone is like the changing of seasons.
At the start of winter, you and Mingyu finally graduate from college. Something you both had been waiting for ever since you started dating. It was time to figure out everything else in life, most importantly your futures together.
The said last day before spring, Mingyu had you pressed against his room door, both of you sharing feverish kisses, without a worry about anything else. Mingyu's eyes pierce into yours as he whispers a 'I love you' and it's enough to make your heart burst into butterflies. You chastely press your lips against his, mumbling the phrase back.
A month after spring had started and flowers of different colours started to bloom, the news of your boyfriend's death has you breaking into a hysteria of tears, sobbing uncontrollably in the arms of your best friend, Hansol. He says nothing but gives you reassuring pats and draws patterns on your backs because they seem to make you feel better. After that day, Hansol becomes your source of comfort and you find yourself at his place everyday, slowly trying your best to move on from the boyfriend you had loved so much.
At the end of spring, you're at Hansol's threshold, once again in his arms as you cry your heart and eyes out. 'It's okay, Y/n,' he says, 'It's really okay'. You look up at him, your eyes tinted red, 'It's not okay. I'm pregnant, Hansol. And with his child. When I thought I was finally over him'. 'Will I be a good mother? How am I supposed to raise another life when I can't even control my own emotions?'. He mumbles comforting words into your head, seeming to be drowned in his own thoughts. Finally deciding something, he looks into your eyes and confidentially says, 'I'll help you raise the kid, Y/n'.
In autumn, you and Hansol go dress-shopping for yourself and the baby which was due at the beginning of winter. You didn't know what to say when he placed the offer to take care of your child but he proved you that he was serious in multiple occasions where he took care of you, from clinical visits to buying you food according to your cravings. You had sold your apartment and permanently moved to his place as Hansol thought that it would be easier to take care of you that way. He was in a good job and it paid him well enough to support himself and you comfortably. Both of you still hadn't labelled the relationship you shared but you decided to not think about it, fully focusing on welcoming the life you were carrying. You link your hands with Hansol's as you giggle about cute jumpsuits, going on with the flow of the present.
As the first snowflake falls onto the ground, Kim Gyeol-Wool was born. You were hesitant about making her surname 'Kim' but Hansol insisted that you should as Gyeol-Wool was Mingyu's kid. Moreover, she looked exactly like Mingyu which almost made you tear up when you held her for the first time. Hansol reminds you that it was good that she looked like him so that there would always be a part of him in the living world. The familiar smile on the sleeping baby was now proof for that.
The next summer, Gyeol-Wool's first word was 'papa' and Hansol had almost chokes with happiness because he was the one who had her in his arms at the time. He looks at you with worried eyes, silently asking if you were okay with it. You laugh, saying, 'You're the father now, Sol', which tugs a smile on his face. That's when he kisses you for the first time. The feeling of his lips on yours made your heart melt to your feet.
Three summers later, Gyeol-Wool asks you why you had named her that. You sit next to her, grabbing her small hands in yours, looking into her curiosity-filled eyes. As she grew up, she started taking Mingyu's features more than yours, something you and Hansol had realized on the day she was born. The little girl was the owner of both yours and Hansol's stored love and care. 'It's because you were born in winter and it's the season when your father and I met for the first time,' you say and Gyeol-Wool smiles. You realize that you meant the 'your father' as Hansol. You still remember the day because you two were just innocent kids playing in the snow and look where life had brought you.
That autumn, you and Hansol officially get married. It was kind of expected. He knew that you were meant to end up together the first time Gyeol-Wool called him 'papa'. That moment he realized that he was going to spend the rest of his years with you and her. You almost cried out of joy when he pulled a ring out of his pocket during one of the evenings you spent in the park with Gyeol-Wool. Somewhere along the way, you had realized that you were in love with Hansol too. It was hard not to be so when he kissed you every night and took care of your daughter like his own. The wedding was everything you could have imagined because you had the people you loved the most by your side.
The next spring, you announce your pregnancy to Hansol and Gyeol-Wool with a grin on your face. Gyeol-Wool was super excited for the arrival of her sibling. Hansol was already thinking about buying a bigger house to home all of you. Your heart swells in happiness when you see Gyeol-Wool giggling with Hansol. He wasn't her real father but she was closer to him more than she was with you. That made you fall in love with Hansol all over again.
That winter, you welcome Chwe Hajoon into the family. The young boy had his father's eyes and your smile. Gyeol-Wool was the happiest, constantly squealing when her brother did something cute. Hansol holds your hand as you smile at the innocent adorableness of the siblings. You had also adopted a cat because Gyeol-Wool had always wanted one. With it's sparkly eyes, it soon won the hearts of everyone in the family, specifically Hansol who wouldn't stop carrying it.
The next spring, on Mingyu's fourth year death anniversary, you visit his grave with Hansol, Gyeol-Wool and Hajoon. Hansol had Hajoon in his arms and Gweol-Wool was stand by him when he silently mouths, 'You should go alone'. You kneel in front of his grave and speak, 'It's been a while, Mingyu. I have a son now. His name is Hajoon. He looks a lot like Hansol. Gyeol-Wool is doing great as well. She's going to be a heart-breaker when she grows up. Like father like daughter,' you laugh at your own joke before continuing, 'Hansol takes care of me like a queen. He loves me and the kids to death. Overall, I'm doing great'. 'Once upon a time, I wished it was you and me in the end but I guess things don't go the way we want them to. It was hard to move on from you but as seasons pass I realized one thing. Spring's flowers fall, summer loses its warmth, autumn says goodbye to its colours and winter's snow melts. I can't be holding on to something in the past just because I cherish it so much. As the seasons passed, I fell in love with Hansol. I'm happy now and I know that you'll be happy for me too,' you place the bouquet of roses on his grave and take a deep breath before you get up, 'Thank you for the happy memories, Mingyu. I'll always cherish them'. You take a final look at the grave and walk back to Hansol, giving him a appreciative smile. If it wasn't for him, who knows where you might have been. As you take Hajoon from Hansol, you walk back to the car, Hansol having an arm around your shoulder while Gyeol-Wool grabs your hand. After so many changes in the seasons, you were finally enjoying everything.
↶*ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ- ↶*ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ-
─── ⋆⋅Vernon waking you up for breakfast ⋅⋆ ──
vernon x f!reader. synopsis: when you want to make breakfast but still sleeping. genre: fluff. warnings: vernon saying you're cute often. wc: 3k
"Y/N, breakfast is ready," vernon calls out, but there's no response from you. He waits a moment, listening for any sign that you heard him, but the house remains silent. He wonders if you're still asleep or perhaps didn't hear him.
After that, he made his way upstairs and walked over to your room.
He raps his knuckles lightly on the door and calls out, "Y/N, are you still asleep in there?"
Y/N groggily replied, "I don't want to wake up, it's too early." Vernon had to resist the urge to laugh at your sleepy state.
Vernon said calmly, "It's already 11:37." Y/N's eyes widen in shock, processing the late hour.
Y/N exclaims, "What?! I have to make breakfast now! Why didn't you wake me up earlier? Hmmph!"
vernon begins to say, "I tried to wake you up earlier, but-" but is interrupted by Y/N cutting him off before he can finish.
Y/N protests, "Wait, I want to get ready."vernon chuckles to himself, finding it endearing how Y/N wants to prepare. He takes a seat on the sofa outside Y/N's door and waits patiently.
A few minutes later...Y/N calls out, "vernonn !!! I'm done now!"vernon responds, "Alright, let's head downstairs then."
Y/N dashes straight to the kitchen without waiting for vernon, despite the fact that he had already prepared breakfast.
Suddenly, Y/N exclaims, "Wooooow!!! Vernon!" Vernon is startled by Y/N's voice, and he immediately rushes to the kitchen to see what's happening.
Y/N asks with a pout, "vernonnn~, when are you going to make this again? Why don't you tell me to do it instead?~"vernon just grins, feeling happy seeing Y/N's reaction.
With a smile, Y/N says, "Thank you, sweetie~!"She blows a playful flying kiss towards vernon.vernon can't help but find Y/N adorable and laughs heartily in response.
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I want to know you more
Summary: You were all alone at a Christmas party getting bored to death, and silently praying for someone to come and save you from it. Well someone did - Vernon, who you're secretly but hopelessly pining over. Let’s see what the night holds for both of them...
Word count: 923
Warnings: Mentions of alcohol and making out
You could vividly remember spending Christmas with your family as a kid and how fun it was. It was easily your favourite time of the year. But as you started to grow, you found Christmas to be overrated. That was the case until now….
You were currently seated in Seungcheol’s house, in a corner which was as secluded as it could be, in a Christmas party thrown by your college seniors. The house was jam- packed with people and though the party was only meant for those who went to your college, there were quite a few faces you could not recognise. The party had everything you see at a regular frat party - loud music, wide variety of both punch and alcohol, couples making out in the kitchen, bathroom - you name it. With all of your friends back at their parents’ house for the break, you felt pathetically lonely.
You did not pay attention to your surroundings though, as you were completely spaced out, pondering upon the reason for your existence.
It had nearly been two hours since you arrived, and you initially made several attempts at talking to several people but after a while your social battery was drained and you were bored to death. You were still spaced out when you felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned around to gaze into the familiar chocolate brown eyes, which you had started to grow fond of. It was Vernon…
He looked extraordinarily attractive in his red t-shirt under his leather jacket paired with skinny jeans and his favourite blue nike shoes. While you were busy checking him out, unbeknownst to you, he too was tracing his eyes over your figure from top to bottom. Well to be fair, you wore a black dress that perfectly accentuated your figure and he rarely saw you in such an attire.
Realising the need to say something after having embarrassingly checked him out, you cleared your throat and greeted him with a shaky voice and also wished him a happy Christmas. Vernon wished you back and added “How are you here at this time ? I thought you went back to your parents’ house like every year.”
“Well I was planning to, but then I found out that mom and dad wanted to visit my brother this time since they hadn’t celebrated Christmas together in so long. And I would feel way too guilty if they couldn’t go because of me. So here I am…” , you explained. Vernon nodded in understanding.
It was a little quiet between you two after this. You two were definitely close but not best friends. You always felt an air of uncertainty and tension when you were around him.
Vernon then rubbed the back of his head and suggested, “Should we move to the yard ? It’s a little too crowded for my taste.” You agreed immediately wanting to escape from the party as soon as possible.
There was no one other than you two, in the yard. You guys took advantage of it and sat down at the chairs. A comfortable silence had developed between the two of you while you both were gazing at the stars above. It was safe to say that both of you were glad to have found each other at the party.
You guys chatted on some more, occasionally sharing movie recommendations and opinions about music, when you felt like it was time for you to leave. You had never been a night owl and it was already almost 12. You bid Vernon goodbye and you were getting up from your seat, when Vernon got up too and took a hold of your wrist.
“Can you stay with me for a little more ?”
“I want to but don’t you think it’s too late now ? I need to work tomorrow as well.”
“It’s just that I really enjoy your company.” Vernon spoke with slight desperation in his voice and a look in his eyes you couldn’t decipher yet.
Astonished at both his confession and the look he gave you, you couldn’t hold yourself back and said “Please don’t look at me like that. It gives me false hope.”
Vernon replied back with a cheeky smile, “Why do you think of it as false hope ? What if I actually like you? What if I want to know you more? What if I want to get closer to you ?” He was gasping for breath now as he had said all of that in one breath.
“Wait are you…” you couldn’t finish before Vernon spoke again, “Yes I want to take you out on a date. I want to do all those things that couples do but only with you. That is, if you let me…” He finished the last sentence with a slight hesitation.
After a moment, you answered with a grin, “All right, but on one condition - we must watch all the movies you recommended today …. together.”
Vernon couldn’t help but let out a giggle, “Of course, anything for you princess.”
Vernon walked you home that night despite you insisting that you’d be fine alone and that it was not far. You guys held hands on the way with blush looming on both of your cheeks. When time came for you to say goodbye to him, you weren’t sad or bitter like you usually were when you had to leave Vernon as you knew that the story of you two had just begun. And you couldn’t wait for what the next day held in store for you two.
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Adore you
Vernon x Reader
This was requested by @mintchocosan, which also happens to be my first request ever. I hope I did justice to your wonderful prompt. Hope you like it 🫶
Summary: You were recently having a terrible time. When things got too much for you and you went radio- silent, your longtime best friend, Vernon took it upon himself to become your knight in shining armour and to comfort you.
Word Count: 1755 words
Tags: best friend Vernon who has a secret crush on reader, reader having a difficult time, Vernon comforts reader, crying, slight angst and fluff
Vernon was currently lying on his bed staring right at the ceiling as if he wished to burn holes into it. If anyone saw him right now, they would probably think as if he was pondering upon a life-changing decision. Well it wasn't that serious, but he found it strange that it had already been two hours since you got off from work, but he did not hear anything from your side. No messages. No calls.
Vernon was trying to ignore that bitter feeling in his chest and the prospect of you ignoring him. Even the thought of that is enough to drive him crazy. Sure when two people have been best friends as long as they could remember, the 'ignoring thing' definitely hurts but it was even worse for Vernon since he had a crush on you. It was a secret which he was willing to take to the grave.
Realising that he was again getting lost in his memories with you, he focused back on the problem at hand. You would always call him as soon as work ended, talking about your day or about some gossip you had heard at work. You would at least text him, even if you were busy.
Vernon was getting more and more suspicious of the situation, as the clock ticked. He let out a sigh and finally called you up. He could hear the call go through but you did not pick it up. He called once more but he had no luck.
By this time, Vernon was grabbing his jacket and leaving for your house, as he texted you, "Y/n everything good? Is there something wrong?"
Fortunately Vernon had the number of the lady who lived next to you, which he got when he had ordered some books at your address but since you were running late at work and he was stuck in traffic, you sent him your neighbors' number so that she could keep the parcel.
Vernon found out that your neighbor had indeed seen you returning from work and you two greeted each other but she had noticed you looked exhausted. At this, Vernon let out a sigh of relief that you weren't in some super serious situation. Having known you for so long as well as being an innate observer, Vernon also had a bit of an idea as to why you weren't responding to his calls or texts. But he had yet to see whether he was right.
Vernon arrived at your house and looked through the windows. The lights were on! This meant that you were definitely inside. Or maybe it was a burglar who was inside. But the chances of that happening were very low, because Vernon was well aware that you were super broke. Not because you earned less, but because you had zero control over your spending habits.
Vernon immediately retrieved the spare key that he knew was lying in one of your pots of White Roses, in the garden. He unlocked the door and could hear the faint sound of the TV. The sound increased with every step he took towards your living room. When he entered, Vernon could see your comfort show still playing on the TV. Vernon could already sense that something was wrong with you.
When he slightly turned his neck, he could see you sleeping on the couch. You weren't in a comfortable position and Vernon knew you would wake up with a pain in your neck. You weren't sleeping peacefully which Vernon realised from the way your forehead was scrunched. He also saw that you were still in your work clothes. As if to confirm his suspicion, Vernon could also see a half eaten tub of almost melted, ice-cream still lying on the table in front of your sleeping figure.
It was as clear as day to Vernon, you had a terrible day. Vernon walked over to you and gazed lovingly at you. An expression he always made sure no one else could see. Before waking you up, he lightly pressed his thumbs to your forehead in an attempt to relax it.
Vernon then lightly shook your shoulders and spoke in almost a whisper, as he knew you would get startled if he spoke any louder, "y/n wake up now. We need to talk." He said with a smile which did not reach his eyes. He was upset at the thought of you being upset.
When you woke up, you were in utter shock at the person sitting beside you at the couch, "Vernon? How did you get here? Wait, why are you here? Is everything alright? Are you okay?"
Vernon could feel his heart flutter at how it was you who had a terrible day but you were still concerned about him.
"Me? Oh I'm fine. But don't you think it should be me asking that question? Your comfort show, comfort ice-cream, sleeping on the couch still in work clothes... now tell me what's wrong."
You were slightly flustered at the way Vernon was gazing so intensely in your eyes, just waiting to hear what made his best friend so sad. Vernon had mostly known you to be really strong. Even in the worst of times, you would keep a smile on your face. You would never shut yourself out, at least not to your best friend, who was there through it all. Normally you would first try to deny it but the fiery look in his eyes already told you that he wouldn't let it go.
"Well in short, my boss yelled at me because I made some mistakes in the report which I worked on till like 3 in the morning.”
“Don’t try to get clever with me, I know there’s more to it.” Vernon replied in a threatening voice as if to scare you into spilling your guts to him.
“Ugh fine. You know, sometimes I really regret being best friends with you.” , you spoke in a sarcastic tone.
You continued, “Well honestly, there’s not a single reason for this. It was a mixture of everything. Things got so hectic at work, i felt like I couldn’t breathe. I would stay up late working, and even when I would go to bed, I could barely sleep. On top of all this, every time either of my parents call me, they are always complaining about each other. I mean, I grew up in this environment so I am used to this but nowadays, it also makes me question whether love is real at all .”
From the look in your eyes, Vernon knew you were telling the truth. He thought carefully for a second and then he took your hand in his lap and said, “Okay first off, Y/n you are the strongest person I’ve seen in my entire life and the most hard working too. I’m sure your boss yelled at you in the heat of the moment. And I’m sure he appreciates you. Well it’s fine even if he doesn’t because not every person will like you. There’s nothing either I or you can do about this. But I can promise you that I will always be by your side, through all the storms and the earthquakes.” He spoke the last sentence while tightly squeezing your hand as if to emphasise it. It was safe to say that you were starting to get emotional.
Vernon then continued, “As for the second thing, you can always take a day off from work when things get too hectic. I mean you rarely ever do that. Instead you can hang out with me. Just so you know, I have a complete list of movies I need to watch with you. So just say the word, and I’ll be right there.” At the last word, Vernon softly caressed your hair. By this point, tears had started to well up in your eyes.
Vernon continued, “Now as for the third thing, we can always check out a doctor for your insomnia. I don’t think it’s something to worry about since you’ve been like this since college but we’ll do what we can right?” You nodded your head in response. Vernon also made a mental note, to go with you to a doctor on Friday.
“And finally, I have no right to say anything about your parents’ situation but I know one thing for certain. You will definitely find love in your life. I have no idea with whom or when. But I know you will. Also let me just say, the man who gets to have you would be the luckiest man on this planet.” Vernon knew he was playing around a dangerous topic which could end up revealing his ‘secret’ crush so he cleared his throat and brushed a loose stand of your hair behind your ear.
You felt beyond grateful to have someone like Vernon in your life. In a world full of boys, he was a gentleman. But above all, Vernon was both your strength and weakness.
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, you didn’t even realise you were crying until you felt warm tears falling down your cheeks. Vernon widened his eyes in shock, “Shit, are you crying? Oh god, I swear I didn’t wanna make you cry.”
Before Vernon could panic any further, you threw your arms around his neck and buried your head in his shoulder. However, the next words that left your mouth almost made Vernon choke on his spit.
“I love you so much Vernon.”
You would have never said this so casually in a conversation but you felt like you needed to remind him just how much you cared for him. Honestly you were a bit scared at how those words sounded so right, and you made a mental note to think about this particular moment later.
Though Vernon could feel butterflies explode in his stomach, he assumed, for his own sanity, that you meant it in a platonic sense.
Vernon hugged you back and whispered softly, “Don’t you dare do something like this again. I could barely breathe when you did not respond to my calls.”
Vernon convinced you to take a day off the next day and you two binge-watched movies till midnight, all wrapped up in each other’s warm embrace. You two actually ended up falling asleep in that position and unbeknownst to Vernon, it was the most peaceful sleep you had gotten in the last 4 months.
Hmm looks like you adored Vernon much more than you actually realised…
If you have any requests or a particular member in mind, let me know. I am on vacation actually so it would be really fun to write…
Adore you
Vernon x Reader
This was requested by @mintchocosan, which also happens to be my first request ever. I hope I did justice to your wonderful prompt. Hope you like it 🫶
Summary: You were recently having a terrible time. When things got too much for you and you went radio- silent, your longtime best friend, Vernon took it upon himself to become your knight in shining armour and to comfort you.
Word Count: 1755 words
Tags: best friend Vernon who has a secret crush on reader, reader having a difficult time, Vernon comforts reader, crying, slight angst and fluff
Vernon was currently lying on his bed staring right at the ceiling as if he wished to burn holes into it. If anyone saw him right now, they would probably think as if he was pondering upon a life-changing decision. Well it wasn't that serious, but he found it strange that it had already been two hours since you got off from work, but he did not hear anything from your side. No messages. No calls.
Vernon was trying to ignore that bitter feeling in his chest and the prospect of you ignoring him. Even the thought of that is enough to drive him crazy. Sure when two people have been best friends as long as they could remember, the 'ignoring thing' definitely hurts but it was even worse for Vernon since he had a crush on you. It was a secret which he was willing to take to the grave.
Realising that he was again getting lost in his memories with you, he focused back on the problem at hand. You would always call him as soon as work ended, talking about your day or about some gossip you had heard at work. You would at least text him, even if you were busy.
Vernon was getting more and more suspicious of the situation, as the clock ticked. He let out a sigh and finally called you up. He could hear the call go through but you did not pick it up. He called once more but he had no luck.
By this time, Vernon was grabbing his jacket and leaving for your house, as he texted you, "Y/n everything good? Is there something wrong?"
Fortunately Vernon had the number of the lady who lived next to you, which he got when he had ordered some books at your address but since you were running late at work and he was stuck in traffic, you sent him your neighbors' number so that she could keep the parcel.
Vernon found out that your neighbor had indeed seen you returning from work and you two greeted each other but she had noticed you looked exhausted. At this, Vernon let out a sigh of relief that you weren't in some super serious situation. Having known you for so long as well as being an innate observer, Vernon also had a bit of an idea as to why you weren't responding to his calls or texts. But he had yet to see whether he was right.
Vernon arrived at your house and looked through the windows. The lights were on! This meant that you were definitely inside. Or maybe it was a burglar who was inside. But the chances of that happening were very low, because Vernon was well aware that you were super broke. Not because you earned less, but because you had zero control over your spending habits.
Vernon immediately retrieved the spare key that he knew was lying in one of your pots of White Roses, in the garden. He unlocked the door and could hear the faint sound of the TV. The sound increased with every step he took towards your living room. When he entered, Vernon could see your comfort show still playing on the TV. Vernon could already sense that something was wrong with you.
When he slightly turned his neck, he could see you sleeping on the couch. You weren't in a comfortable position and Vernon knew you would wake up with a pain in your neck. You weren't sleeping peacefully which Vernon realised from the way your forehead was scrunched. He also saw that you were still in your work clothes. As if to confirm his suspicion, Vernon could also see a half eaten tub of almost melted, ice-cream still lying on the table in front of your sleeping figure.
It was as clear as day to Vernon, you had a terrible day. Vernon walked over to you and gazed lovingly at you. An expression he always made sure no one else could see. Before waking you up, he lightly pressed his thumbs to your forehead in an attempt to relax it.
Vernon then lightly shook your shoulders and spoke in almost a whisper, as he knew you would get startled if he spoke any louder, "y/n wake up now. We need to talk." He said with a smile which did not reach his eyes. He was upset at the thought of you being upset.
When you woke up, you were in utter shock at the person sitting beside you at the couch, "Vernon? How did you get here? Wait, why are you here? Is everything alright? Are you okay?"
Vernon could feel his heart flutter at how it was you who had a terrible day but you were still concerned about him.
"Me? Oh I'm fine. But don't you think it should be me asking that question? Your comfort show, comfort ice-cream, sleeping on the couch still in work clothes... now tell me what's wrong."
You were slightly flustered at the way Vernon was gazing so intensely in your eyes, just waiting to hear what made his best friend so sad. Vernon had mostly known you to be really strong. Even in the worst of times, you would keep a smile on your face. You would never shut yourself out, at least not to your best friend, who was there through it all. Normally you would first try to deny it but the fiery look in his eyes already told you that he wouldn't let it go.
"Well in short, my boss yelled at me because I made some mistakes in the report which I worked on till like 3 in the morning.”
“Don’t try to get clever with me, I know there’s more to it.” Vernon replied in a threatening voice as if to scare you into spilling your guts to him.
“Ugh fine. You know, sometimes I really regret being best friends with you.” , you spoke in a sarcastic tone.
You continued, “Well honestly, there’s not a single reason for this. It was a mixture of everything. Things got so hectic at work, i felt like I couldn’t breathe. I would stay up late working, and even when I would go to bed, I could barely sleep. On top of all this, every time either of my parents call me, they are always complaining about each other. I mean, I grew up in this environment so I am used to this but nowadays, it also makes me question whether love is real at all .”
From the look in your eyes, Vernon knew you were telling the truth. He thought carefully for a second and then he took your hand in his lap and said, “Okay first off, Y/n you are the strongest person I’ve seen in my entire life and the most hard working too. I’m sure your boss yelled at you in the heat of the moment. And I’m sure he appreciates you. Well it’s fine even if he doesn’t because not every person will like you. There’s nothing either I or you can do about this. But I can promise you that I will always be by your side, through all the storms and the earthquakes.” He spoke the last sentence while tightly squeezing your hand as if to emphasise it. It was safe to say that you were starting to get emotional.
Vernon then continued, “As for the second thing, you can always take a day off from work when things get too hectic. I mean you rarely ever do that. Instead you can hang out with me. Just so you know, I have a complete list of movies I need to watch with you. So just say the word, and I’ll be right there.” At the last word, Vernon softly caressed your hair. By this point, tears had started to well up in your eyes.
Vernon continued, “Now as for the third thing, we can always check out a doctor for your insomnia. I don’t think it’s something to worry about since you’ve been like this since college but we’ll do what we can right?” You nodded your head in response. Vernon also made a mental note, to go with you to a doctor on Friday.
“And finally, I have no right to say anything about your parents’ situation but I know one thing for certain. You will definitely find love in your life. I have no idea with whom or when. But I know you will. Also let me just say, the man who gets to have you would be the luckiest man on this planet.” Vernon knew he was playing around a dangerous topic which could end up revealing his ‘secret’ crush so he cleared his throat and brushed a loose stand of your hair behind your ear.
You felt beyond grateful to have someone like Vernon in your life. In a world full of boys, he was a gentleman. But above all, Vernon was both your strength and weakness.
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, you didn’t even realise you were crying until you felt warm tears falling down your cheeks. Vernon widened his eyes in shock, “Shit, are you crying? Oh god, I swear I didn’t wanna make you cry.”
Before Vernon could panic any further, you threw your arms around his neck and buried your head in his shoulder. However, the next words that left your mouth almost made Vernon choke on his spit.
“I love you so much Vernon.”
You would have never said this so casually in a conversation but you felt like you needed to remind him just how much you cared for him. Honestly you were a bit scared at how those words sounded so right, and you made a mental note to think about this particular moment later.
Though Vernon could feel butterflies explode in his stomach, he assumed, for his own sanity, that you meant it in a platonic sense.
Vernon hugged you back and whispered softly, “Don’t you dare do something like this again. I could barely breathe when you did not respond to my calls.”
Vernon convinced you to take a day off the next day and you two binge-watched movies till midnight, all wrapped up in each other’s warm embrace. You two actually ended up falling asleep in that position and unbeknownst to Vernon, it was the most peaceful sleep you had gotten in the last 4 months.
Hmm looks like you adored Vernon much more than you actually realised…
should I make a sequel to this ? We could see Reader finally giving in to their feelings, taking a huge leap of faith and confess to Vernon knowing that they could never back to what it used to be, only to find out that Vernon has loved her all along 😱
I know it sounds a little cheesy but I could work on it. Lemme know your thoughts. I've been wanting to write something for so long but I've been going through a severe writing block ever since my exams ended 🥲
Adore you
Vernon x Reader
This was requested by @mintchocosan, which also happens to be my first request ever. I hope I did justice to your wonderful prompt. Hope you like it 🫶
Summary: You were recently having a terrible time. When things got too much for you and you went radio- silent, your longtime best friend, Vernon took it upon himself to become your knight in shining armour and to comfort you.
Word Count: 1755 words
Tags: best friend Vernon who has a secret crush on reader, reader having a difficult time, Vernon comforts reader, crying, slight angst and fluff
Vernon was currently lying on his bed staring right at the ceiling as if he wished to burn holes into it. If anyone saw him right now, they would probably think as if he was pondering upon a life-changing decision. Well it wasn't that serious, but he found it strange that it had already been two hours since you got off from work, but he did not hear anything from your side. No messages. No calls.
Vernon was trying to ignore that bitter feeling in his chest and the prospect of you ignoring him. Even the thought of that is enough to drive him crazy. Sure when two people have been best friends as long as they could remember, the 'ignoring thing' definitely hurts but it was even worse for Vernon since he had a crush on you. It was a secret which he was willing to take to the grave.
Realising that he was again getting lost in his memories with you, he focused back on the problem at hand. You would always call him as soon as work ended, talking about your day or about some gossip you had heard at work. You would at least text him, even if you were busy.
Vernon was getting more and more suspicious of the situation, as the clock ticked. He let out a sigh and finally called you up. He could hear the call go through but you did not pick it up. He called once more but he had no luck.
By this time, Vernon was grabbing his jacket and leaving for your house, as he texted you, "Y/n everything good? Is there something wrong?"
Fortunately Vernon had the number of the lady who lived next to you, which he got when he had ordered some books at your address but since you were running late at work and he was stuck in traffic, you sent him your neighbors' number so that she could keep the parcel.
Vernon found out that your neighbor had indeed seen you returning from work and you two greeted each other but she had noticed you looked exhausted. At this, Vernon let out a sigh of relief that you weren't in some super serious situation. Having known you for so long as well as being an innate observer, Vernon also had a bit of an idea as to why you weren't responding to his calls or texts. But he had yet to see whether he was right.
Vernon arrived at your house and looked through the windows. The lights were on! This meant that you were definitely inside. Or maybe it was a burglar who was inside. But the chances of that happening were very low, because Vernon was well aware that you were super broke. Not because you earned less, but because you had zero control over your spending habits.
Vernon immediately retrieved the spare key that he knew was lying in one of your pots of White Roses, in the garden. He unlocked the door and could hear the faint sound of the TV. The sound increased with every step he took towards your living room. When he entered, Vernon could see your comfort show still playing on the TV. Vernon could already sense that something was wrong with you.
When he slightly turned his neck, he could see you sleeping on the couch. You weren't in a comfortable position and Vernon knew you would wake up with a pain in your neck. You weren't sleeping peacefully which Vernon realised from the way your forehead was scrunched. He also saw that you were still in your work clothes. As if to confirm his suspicion, Vernon could also see a half eaten tub of almost melted, ice-cream still lying on the table in front of your sleeping figure.
It was as clear as day to Vernon, you had a terrible day. Vernon walked over to you and gazed lovingly at you. An expression he always made sure no one else could see. Before waking you up, he lightly pressed his thumbs to your forehead in an attempt to relax it.
Vernon then lightly shook your shoulders and spoke in almost a whisper, as he knew you would get startled if he spoke any louder, "y/n wake up now. We need to talk." He said with a smile which did not reach his eyes. He was upset at the thought of you being upset.
When you woke up, you were in utter shock at the person sitting beside you at the couch, "Vernon? How did you get here? Wait, why are you here? Is everything alright? Are you okay?"
Vernon could feel his heart flutter at how it was you who had a terrible day but you were still concerned about him.
"Me? Oh I'm fine. But don't you think it should be me asking that question? Your comfort show, comfort ice-cream, sleeping on the couch still in work clothes... now tell me what's wrong."
You were slightly flustered at the way Vernon was gazing so intensely in your eyes, just waiting to hear what made his best friend so sad. Vernon had mostly known you to be really strong. Even in the worst of times, you would keep a smile on your face. You would never shut yourself out, at least not to your best friend, who was there through it all. Normally you would first try to deny it but the fiery look in his eyes already told you that he wouldn't let it go.
"Well in short, my boss yelled at me because I made some mistakes in the report which I worked on till like 3 in the morning.”
“Don’t try to get clever with me, I know there’s more to it.” Vernon replied in a threatening voice as if to scare you into spilling your guts to him.
“Ugh fine. You know, sometimes I really regret being best friends with you.” , you spoke in a sarcastic tone.
You continued, “Well honestly, there’s not a single reason for this. It was a mixture of everything. Things got so hectic at work, i felt like I couldn’t breathe. I would stay up late working, and even when I would go to bed, I could barely sleep. On top of all this, every time either of my parents call me, they are always complaining about each other. I mean, I grew up in this environment so I am used to this but nowadays, it also makes me question whether love is real at all .”
From the look in your eyes, Vernon knew you were telling the truth. He thought carefully for a second and then he took your hand in his lap and said, “Okay first off, Y/n you are the strongest person I’ve seen in my entire life and the most hard working too. I’m sure your boss yelled at you in the heat of the moment. And I’m sure he appreciates you. Well it’s fine even if he doesn’t because not every person will like you. There’s nothing either I or you can do about this. But I can promise you that I will always be by your side, through all the storms and the earthquakes.” He spoke the last sentence while tightly squeezing your hand as if to emphasise it. It was safe to say that you were starting to get emotional.
Vernon then continued, “As for the second thing, you can always take a day off from work when things get too hectic. I mean you rarely ever do that. Instead you can hang out with me. Just so you know, I have a complete list of movies I need to watch with you. So just say the word, and I’ll be right there.” At the last word, Vernon softly caressed your hair. By this point, tears had started to well up in your eyes.
Vernon continued, “Now as for the third thing, we can always check out a doctor for your insomnia. I don’t think it’s something to worry about since you’ve been like this since college but we’ll do what we can right?” You nodded your head in response. Vernon also made a mental note, to go with you to a doctor on Friday.
“And finally, I have no right to say anything about your parents’ situation but I know one thing for certain. You will definitely find love in your life. I have no idea with whom or when. But I know you will. Also let me just say, the man who gets to have you would be the luckiest man on this planet.” Vernon knew he was playing around a dangerous topic which could end up revealing his ‘secret’ crush so he cleared his throat and brushed a loose stand of your hair behind your ear.
You felt beyond grateful to have someone like Vernon in your life. In a world full of boys, he was a gentleman. But above all, Vernon was both your strength and weakness.
Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, you didn’t even realise you were crying until you felt warm tears falling down your cheeks. Vernon widened his eyes in shock, “Shit, are you crying? Oh god, I swear I didn’t wanna make you cry.”
Before Vernon could panic any further, you threw your arms around his neck and buried your head in his shoulder. However, the next words that left your mouth almost made Vernon choke on his spit.
“I love you so much Vernon.”
You would have never said this so casually in a conversation but you felt like you needed to remind him just how much you cared for him. Honestly you were a bit scared at how those words sounded so right, and you made a mental note to think about this particular moment later.
Though Vernon could feel butterflies explode in his stomach, he assumed, for his own sanity, that you meant it in a platonic sense.
Vernon hugged you back and whispered softly, “Don’t you dare do something like this again. I could barely breathe when you did not respond to my calls.”
Vernon convinced you to take a day off the next day and you two binge-watched movies till midnight, all wrapped up in each other’s warm embrace. You two actually ended up falling asleep in that position and unbeknownst to Vernon, it was the most peaceful sleep you had gotten in the last 4 months.
Hmm looks like you adored Vernon much more than you actually realised…
Unexpected Gifts
Vernon x Reader
Note: It's been a really long time since I wrote something. I had a severe case of writer's block and I hope that my writing did not rust. Hope you guys have fun reading it.
Summary: After an exhausting day of work, all you expected from the rest of the day was cooking dinner, watching some show, talking on phone with your relatively new boyfriend, Vernon and then getting some sweet sleep. But an unexpected visit from the said boyfriend, who brings a thoughtful gift for you results in you opening up to him.
Word Count: 867 words
Tags: new relationship, cooking, shy reader who does not usually initiate physical contact, whipped Vernon, tons of fluff
It was an ordinary day that could easily blend in with the other days of the week, only if it weren’t for the roaring morning rain that provided much needed relief from the recent scorching weather and it was only April. Thinking about this, you let out a sigh and murmured under your breath, “we really need to do something about the global warming” and went back to chopping carrots to cook tonight’s dinner.
It had only been an hour since you returned home from work but you wanted to finish up dinner earlier so that you could relax later. You were just about to pick up some tomatoes, when you heard your doorbell ring. You hurried over to open the door . What greeted you was a pleasant surprise: Vernon standing there with a fond smile on his handsome face.
“Were you cooking dinner? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Vernon says with a slight regretful expression on his face.
“What? How did he know that I was cooking?“ You thought to yourself and when you looked down at your figure, you noticed you were still wearing your apron which had become completely messy with ingredients splattered all over it.
Beyond embarrassed, you could not bring yourself to hold eye contact with your boyfriend. You usually wouldn’t be this embarrassed in such a situation, but Vernon had a way of making you flustered around him over anything.
Clearing his throat, he asked, “Can I come in?” Shaking off your embarrassment, you smiled and nodded at him, “of course,” and then gave him some space to get in.
While Vernon was closing the door behind himself, you took the opportunity to take off that darn apron and hastily threw it somewhere he couldn’t see.
You two seated yourselves at the couch and talked for some time. You were always surprised at how conversation with Vernon always flew so smoothly. The two of you switched from one topic to another for around an hour and when things finally quieted down, Vernon placed a bag on the table which you hadn’t even realised he had brought with him since you were so invested in the conversation.
”I have been wanting to give you a present for a while now and I finally got you something.”
You were a bit surprised at his confession since you were still learning things about him as it had only been a few months since you started dating. You also tried to hold back a smile at his nervous demeanour which you found to be so endearing.
He went on,” I remembered you saying you wanted to buy a house plant since they are pretty low maintenance, so…” He pulled the plant out of the bag and continued,
“ This is English Ivy. There were tons of options to choose from and I wasn’t sure which one you’d like so I picked the prettiest one. It’s okay if you don’t like it though…” you threw your arms around him and wrapped him in a tight hug thus stopping his ramble.
Fondness, affection, love… you weren’t sure what emotion you felt for Vernon at that moment and you knew that no matter what, you could never express it in words. That’s why you showed no hesitation in hugging him.
Vernon was taken aback with your reaction at first. You were a shy person and Vernon knew that it was rare for you to initiate physical contact first beyond holding hands. But he came back to his senses and hugged you back with a hand slowly caressing your hair as if to silently tell you that he could do this as long as you wanted.
After a few minutes of you embracing him, you finally let go and gave him a short kiss. Vernon could see the sincerity in your gaze as you thanked him and felt himself get slightly emotional at how lucky he was to have you in his life.
The two of you talked for a while, knowing that your relationship had gone to the next level, with Vernon’s arm wrapped around your shoulder.
Vernon suddenly got up and said, “Gosh, I didn’t realise it had gotten so late. I should leave to let you finish dinner. “
“I had a lovely time with you,” he said with a smile as he was about to wear his shoes.
Feeling your hand around his arm, he quickly stopped what he was doing and looked at you.
“Why don’t you stay for dinner? You never got the chance to eat my food. We could also cook together which could save us a lot of time. I mean only if you have no plans, that is…” you finished with an uncertain tone in your voice.
Vernon was trying not to let it show that he could feel about a million butterflies in his stomach at how you were so upfront today.
He let out a chuckle and bent down to softly kiss your hair. With a blush looming on his cheeks, he said, “Of course, anything for my princess.”
You giggled at his cheesy nickname and said “Okay follow me to the kitchen, Mr Chwe.”
anyone got some prompts or suggestions for me to write? I’ve realised that i write much better this way. Lemme know🫶
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Unexpected Gifts
Vernon x Reader
Note: It's been a really long time since I wrote something. I had a severe case of writer's block and I hope that my writing did not rust. Hope you guys have fun reading it.
Summary: After an exhausting day of work, all you expected from the rest of the day was cooking dinner, watching some show, talking on phone with your relatively new boyfriend, Vernon and then getting some sweet sleep. But an unexpected visit from the said boyfriend, who brings a thoughtful gift for you results in you opening up to him.
Word Count: 867 words
Tags: new relationship, cooking, shy reader who does not usually initiate physical contact, whipped Vernon, tons of fluff
It was an ordinary day that could easily blend in with the other days of the week, only if it weren’t for the roaring morning rain that provided much needed relief from the recent scorching weather and it was only April. Thinking about this, you let out a sigh and murmured under your breath, “we really need to do something about the global warming” and went back to chopping carrots to cook tonight’s dinner.
It had only been an hour since you returned home from work but you wanted to finish up dinner earlier so that you could relax later. You were just about to pick up some tomatoes, when you heard your doorbell ring. You hurried over to open the door . What greeted you was a pleasant surprise: Vernon standing there with a fond smile on his handsome face.
“Were you cooking dinner? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Vernon says with a slight regretful expression on his face.
“What? How did he know that I was cooking?“ You thought to yourself and when you looked down at your figure, you noticed you were still wearing your apron which had become completely messy with ingredients splattered all over it.
Beyond embarrassed, you could not bring yourself to hold eye contact with your boyfriend. You usually wouldn’t be this embarrassed in such a situation, but Vernon had a way of making you flustered around him over anything.
Clearing his throat, he asked, “Can I come in?” Shaking off your embarrassment, you smiled and nodded at him, “of course,” and then gave him some space to get in.
While Vernon was closing the door behind himself, you took the opportunity to take off that darn apron and hastily threw it somewhere he couldn’t see.
You two seated yourselves at the couch and talked for some time. You were always surprised at how conversation with Vernon always flew so smoothly. The two of you switched from one topic to another for around an hour and when things finally quieted down, Vernon placed a bag on the table which you hadn’t even realised he had brought with him since you were so invested in the conversation.
”I have been wanting to give you a present for a while now and I finally got you something.”
You were a bit surprised at his confession since you were still learning things about him as it had only been a few months since you started dating. You also tried to hold back a smile at his nervous demeanour which you found to be so endearing.
He went on,” I remembered you saying you wanted to buy a house plant since they are pretty low maintenance, so…” He pulled the plant out of the bag and continued,
“ This is English Ivy. There were tons of options to choose from and I wasn’t sure which one you’d like so I picked the prettiest one. It’s okay if you don’t like it though…” you threw your arms around him and wrapped him in a tight hug thus stopping his ramble.
Fondness, affection, love… you weren’t sure what emotion you felt for Vernon at that moment and you knew that no matter what, you could never express it in words. That’s why you showed no hesitation in hugging him.
Vernon was taken aback with your reaction at first. You were a shy person and Vernon knew that it was rare for you to initiate physical contact first beyond holding hands. But he came back to his senses and hugged you back with a hand slowly caressing your hair as if to silently tell you that he could do this as long as you wanted.
After a few minutes of you embracing him, you finally let go and gave him a short kiss. Vernon could see the sincerity in your gaze as you thanked him and felt himself get slightly emotional at how lucky he was to have you in his life.
The two of you talked for a while, knowing that your relationship had gone to the next level, with Vernon’s arm wrapped around your shoulder.
Vernon suddenly got up and said, “Gosh, I didn’t realise it had gotten so late. I should leave to let you finish dinner. “
“I had a lovely time with you,” he said with a smile as he was about to wear his shoes.
Feeling your hand around his arm, he quickly stopped what he was doing and looked at you.
“Why don’t you stay for dinner? You never got the chance to eat my food. We could also cook together which could save us a lot of time. I mean only if you have no plans, that is…” you finished with an uncertain tone in your voice.
Vernon was trying not to let it show that he could feel about a million butterflies in his stomach at how you were so upfront today.
He let out a chuckle and bent down to softly kiss your hair. With a blush looming on his cheeks, he said, “Of course, anything for my princess.”
You giggled at his cheesy nickname and said “Okay follow me to the kitchen, Mr Chwe.”
Korean Traditional Mungbean Pancake (h.vc)
genre: fluffy
pairing: dad!vernon x reader
word count: 1k
summary: vernon’s child being daddy’s little girl ;;
author’s notes: posted separately!! take a look if you’re feeling bored LOL
MASTERLIST
Vernon’s smile never went away whenever he saw his daughter, Haneul. He sat in front of her crib cooing at his baby, wiggling his fingers in front of her face with a bright smile as she delightfully garbled at the moving object. Vernon felt his heart swell as her tiny hand wrapped around his pinky finger, a squeal emitting from Haneul in glee for catching his hand. There were two gummy smiles when you entered the room with a bowl of chopped up strawberries for Haneul.
“Haneul~ Do you want strawberries?” you say in a sing-song voice while taking a seat on the floor next to your husband. Vernon carefully took her out of the crib and placed her down next to him. Haneul took this opportunity to crawl around the living room area, Vernon watching her with a bright smile on his face.
Haneul was growing so quickly in front of your very eyes, she was already 10 months old and could crawl so fast you always had to keep an eye on her. You sometimes swore that she could teleport, finding her on the other side of the house when she was in the same room as you a few seconds before. Nonetheless, she was able to inherit Vernon’s curly hair, gummy smile, and hazel eyes which made her incredibly adorable.
“Haneul, I have strawberries for you,” you cooed at her. Haneul didn’t listen and continued crawling towards a ladybug plush laying on the floor. You and Vernon watched your child grab the ladybug and begin to babble at it, as if she was making conversation with the plushie. You tried calling for her one more time, “Haneul, mommy has strawberries for you~”
Haneul looked up at you this time but then returned back to her conversation with the ladybug. You sighed and started poking at the fruit in the bowl. Vernon grinned at your pouty behavior and put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He quickly snatched some of the cubed strawberries and popped them into his mouth, a glare being sent his way for taking your daughter’s snacks. Vernon giggled and kissed the top of your head before calling out to your daughter.
“Pancake, mommy has some food for you~” he called out, receiving an immediate response from Haneul. She quickly abandoned the ladybug and began crawling over to the two of you, a gummy smile on her chubby face as she climbed onto her father’s lap, smushing her face into his chest in an attempt of a hug. Vernon’s giddy smile met your deadpan expression as he wrapped his arms around his child making sure she wouldn’t fall, “Pancake look, mommy has strawberries for you!” Vernon gently nudged Haneul to look at the bowl in your hands, an excited squeal eliciting from the baby as she began to grab for the fruit. The two of you watched your baby chew the soft fruit, wiping away the juice that stained her face with a washcloth you had brought with you.
You then turned to look at Vernon who was adoringly watching his daughter’s tiny hands wrap around the strawberry cubes. “You know, you should probably stop calling her ‘Pancake’ before she responds to that more than her real name,” you prodded, to which he snickered to.
“Well, you’re just jealous that you’re not the only Pancake in my life,” he teased you. You flushed and rolled your eyes remembering how “Pancake” was his pet name for you after messing around with him when the two of you were still dating. A harmless joke of you spamming a certain clip of Vernon’s younger self singing Han Bok-nam’s Bindaetteok Gentleman those many years ago soon became your contact name in his phone and the nickname that he would call you if he were in a teasing mood.
You scoffed, “I’m not jealous of my daughter, Hand Soap,” silently giggling at his face contort at the mention of the old nickname, “I just want Haneullie to pay attention to mommy too.”
As if she understood what you were said, Haneul looked up at you with her big hazel eyes before climbing onto your lap. As you held her, you gently wiped her mouth as she grabbed another strawberry cube and brought it up to your mouth. You smiled and allowed her to feed you the strawberry, her juice covered hands colliding with your face making Vernon laugh at your now messy face.
You wiped yourself and her hands afterwards, carrying her to the kitchen to wash her hands. Vernon finished the remaining strawberry cubes and set the bowl in the sink after the two of you put Haneul in her little play area.
“But you know,” you started as Vernon quietly washed the dishes, “I do miss you calling me ‘Pancake’ every now and then.” You looked up at your husband who had a sickening grin on his face screaming ‘I knew it’. You immediately flushed in embarrassment and turned away to continue drying the plate in your hand.
“Awe Pancake!” your child of a husband teasingly exclaimed as he rushed to finish washing the remaining dishes in the sink. It was not even a few minutes later when you felt his arms snake around your torso and his face coming close to yours from behind, “I’ll call you Pancake from now on if it makes you happy~” He blew a small puff of air into your ear before nuzzling into the crook of your neck, you could feel his teasing grin on your skin. You flushed and scoffed while placing the plate in the cabinet above you before turning around and burying your face into his chest.
“You’re so stupid Hand Soap,” you mumbled, loud enough for him to hear it, before looking up at him and planted a chaste kiss on his grinning lips.
A small garble from your baby could be heard snapping the two of you out of your loving gaze. Hand in hand, the two of you made your way back into the living room to go watch over your baby.
All was well in the Chwe household today too.
husband!vernon, slow eater. i don't really know how to write vernon ngl. peep! come check out the others.
"sorry," as the words left your mouth, vernon's head snapped to your direction quickly. his expression morphed into something akin to bafflement.
"what for?" you looked down to your lap, where your lunchbox still remain with at least half of your food not yet touched. while vernon's (empty) lunchbox was carefully placed on the picnic mat, slightly further away from where the two of you were resting on.
"i just," you stopped your words as you took the extra time to swallow your saliva while thinking of how to properly phrase your words. "i eat very slowly, you finished your food while i still have so much to eat." picking at your fingers, you hesitantly looked back up at him.
"so? what's wrong with that?" he looked into your eyes, attempting to figure out what has gotten you so worked up about your speed in eating. it's difficult for him to understand what you feel when you don't get straight to the point. "tell me, what's on your mind?"
"i feel bad that you always wait for me because i eat slow," you tentatively spit out your thoughts, avoiding his eyes and choosing to look at the more (not really) interesting picnic mat you're sitting on.
"i don't really get what's the issue, i wait because i want to." he leans back onto his hands that were spread out behind him, "take your time, i get to watch you eat too. it makes me happy."
the way they are written do not represent how they actually are, everything is fictional.
heads up! babysitting adventures. food mentions.
you're making dinner when you start to hear something go down. vernon's sitting on the floor with your niece, who's very determined to take advantage of the fact that it's both friday and her parents aren't here.
"if you let me stay up until midnight," she raises a finger in the air. "i'll show you where mama hides the fruit snacks."
vernon gives a long hum, as if he's actually debating the deal. for a moment, you think maybe you should have brought seungkwan instead of your boyfriend. he doesn't need to sound so legit right now. "i dunno... i have a car. i could just go buy my own fruit snacks."
"but they're forbidden snacks." she puffs out her lil cheeks at him. "papa says that makes them better when he gives me some after mama said i shouldn't have anymore."
vernon's nodding along. "ah. the forbidden snacks. i get it." he lowers his voice into a stage whisper, as if you're not supposed to hear this secret, "they steal my snacks all the time."
your niece lets out the loudest gasp, already turned against you so easily. "they do?!" when you glance over, she's straight up glaring at you, and vernon's giggling and he gets her to turn around before you 'catch on.'
"they do." he gives them the most serious nod. "but i dunno... are they really that good to stay up past your bedtime?" when your niece gives him a equally serious nod, lips pressed together into the most serious face she can muster, vernon just crosses his arms. "okay. new deal... you've gotta give them your best puppy dog eyes," he nods toward you, "so that we can all go out for ice cream instead. you still gotta go to bed at ten, though."
immediately, her mind is blown. she never considered the fact that ice cream could be on the table with you two here. while the two continue to whisper, making a game plan, you already reach for your phone to get her parents' permission to spoil her more than you already do. with both her and vernon teaming up... there's no real way you can say no.
a few moments later, you feel a tug on your shirt and you turn to see your niece next to you. she looks back at vernon, who's half-hidden behind the edge of the counters, as if he's going to get away with something. he gestures for her to speak, and she does when she turns to you. "can we pleaaaaaase get ice cream after dinner?" she pauses. "i'll--i'll eat my veggies and everything! and uncle vernon will, too!" she points back at him. "he promised!"
you glance at him while you agree (with permission and the power of puppy dog eyes, you have no ability to say no) and vernon's shooting you a cocky grin. told you i'd have your back.
can i ask you a question?
"vernon, baby." you lightly whispered, trying to wake him up but not wanting to jolt him scared.
it's four in the morning, you have stuffed your brain with enough instagram reels to have sufficient understanding that this should not be the reason to wake up your boyfriend yet you just cannot stop wondering what vernon would say. he has his own insightful ways of expressing his . . feelings or well, answers.
you had laid your head on his arm, tossing and turning while he was peacefully sleeping. this made you feel slightly guilty on waking up vernon while he had a morning class within a few hours.
before you paused your action to stop shaking him and simply, ask him once he is awake in the actual morning, he had already been rubbing his eyes. "hey, yes. are you okay?" he said with his raspy voice that let you have a wider smile knowing this man, you were in the arms of, is completely utterly yours.
such realization caused you to forget the reason why you woke him up at the first place as he glanced at you, waiting for you. "hi baby," you pecked his lips once, twice and again not being able to resist his cute swollen face. "i was . . just missing you." you confessed, you did not lie about that.
you had been missing vernon since he had piled up assignments and refused to do it in your dorm as it will be less doing assignment and more doing each other, and he could not afford to retake courses if he does want to graduate this year.
"you woke me up . . to say you miss me?" he mumbled, pressing open-mouth kisses on your neck trailing down your shoulder. you bit your bottom lip to not choke a moan out for his pleasure. "do you want to go again?" he mumbled against your shoulder, his hand already dancing around your naked back, teasing his fingertips causing you to give a nervous chuckle.
you shook your head, not missing a single beat of that. "i love you but no." you laughed, slightly pushing him off from you, to lay on top of his chest where you heard his heart pacing. you closed your eyes hearing his heartbeat, feeling drowsy suddenly.
"don't go back sleeping after waking me up?" he argued, moving you to the side to spoon you from behind.
"well . . it's kind of your fault, your heartbeat feels safe." you mumbled softly, not opening your eyes.
you felt his body shake, you smiled giving yourself brownie points for making him laugh.
vernon have grown a home in you the moment he asked for your tote bag to rescue a cat from the edge of the balcony in your university. there was mixed love, concern and determination in his face that you had completely fallen in love with.
at that moment, he lightly creeped into your heart but you will not lie on how easy you made those threads in your heart to pull for him.
"vernon . ." you whispered, as you are not facing him, you felt the smooth pace of his heartbeat, he might fallen asleep, you wondered. in your surprise, he hummed softly.
he combed his fingers through your hair, moving it away to kiss your neck again. with each pecks, you felt the intensity of your heart pace back up again, clenching your hand. "you need to stop, i swear." you laughed, jokingly hitting him with your shoulder blades.
"well, you need to stop being attractive at the odd hours of the day." he fought back.
there was those witty remarks, and smile in his tone that gave you a warm feeling.
oh, oh to be in love like this.
"it's a hypothetical question, baby." you started, pulling his hand closer to your chest. vernon settled his leg over your body, enveloping your whole body.
"no, oh my god no, not those questions." he expressed, sighing out loud.
"what do you mean not those type of questions, did someone ask you before?" you narrowed your eyebrows, interrogating the man. vernon chuckled, "do you not know how popular these questions are?"
you shook your head. "do you know what i am about to ask you?"
he nodded, "of course i know."
you aggressively turned around, taking full offense on how simple and predictable he thought you were.
"no, you don't." you smiled sarcastically.
he returned the same grin back, raising his eyebrows "oh yes, i do."
"you are about to ask if i will still love you if you were a w-" he confessed only for you to cup his mouth to shut him up.
"wrong." you winked.
he was right, but you will not let him win.
"was i?" he mocked you, his words inaudible with your palm, his eyes danced around your face till it fell on your lips before kissing your palm.
"vernon, what the fuck." you screamed.
before you started fighting back, he pinned you down on the bed, caging you underneath him. there was a glimpse of mischievousness in his eyes and the cocky grin.
"oh god," you giggled, "i said no bestie."
within that, vernon attacked you with kisses pressed against your cheek, neck as it trailed down your naked cleavage.
you only throw fits of giggle along the way on how each breath of his hit your skin.
you are so, so in love with the man in your arms.
why is the thought of vernon using the pet name “babe” making me blush👎
Masterlist
ot13
Doing wintery things with you
Something to Believe In
Vocal Unit
Nothing here yet!
Hip Hop Unit
Nothing here yet!
Performance Unit
Nothing here yet!
Seungcheol
Nothing here yet!
Jeonghan
Nothing here yet!
Joshua
Nothing here yet!
Junhui
Nothing here yet!
Hoshi
Nothing here yet!
Wonwoo
Nothing here yet!
Woozi
Nothing here yet!
Dokyeom
Nothing here yet!
Mingyu
Recital Day
Minghao
Nothing here yet!
Seungkwan
Nothing here yet!
Vernon
Forced Proximity
Dino
Nothing here yet!
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Something to Believe In- Masterlist
Pairing: newsie!svt x newsie!reader
Genre: Historical romace taking place in the early 1900s.
Warnings: Strong language, implications of child labor and unfair/unsafe working conditions, violence, and bullying. (I will update when I write more lol.)
Release Date:
Started: August 30, 2024
Finished: Still in progress
Summary:
It’s 1899 after the infamous Newsboys’ Strike in which Newsies of New York City successfully negotiated fair prices of newspapers. Tensions have finally ceased between the higher ups of the newspaper company, The New York World, and the lower employees, the Newsies, who work for them selling newspapers all across the city. You’re the leader of a smaller newspaper printing company based in Gramercy selling newspapers for the Gramercy Gazette. You love your job there but since the big strike, smaller newspaper companies are combining with bigger ones like The New York World, and you fear you might have to change neighborhoods soon. Still, you continue to lead your group of newsies and do the best to protect them out on the streets of New York City.
Author's Note:
This fic was a random idea that myself and one of my friends developed recently and I decided to take the reigns and try it out. As an avid theatre person and carat, I thought the combination of Seventeen as newsies would make for an interesting story. Like imagine Seventeen wearing newsie clothes and dancing in the streets. I would pay good money to see that. But instead of begging Pledis for something that's never going to happen, you can just pop open Tumblr and read my fic for free lmao. I have never done anything like this but I love writing and I love Seventeen of course so I will try to update the parts as soon as I can. I am going to start off with a couple of parts that get the story going and then it will split off into parts that ship the reader and the individual members. Also disclaimer: this is historically accurate as I can make it but I'm no history expert. It's just supposed to be for fun. I also apologize if there are mistakes or writing errors. Anyway, I hope you enjoy as much as I've enjoyed writing it!
Links:
Prologue:
Prologue Part One: Another Day Carryin' the Banner
Prologue Part Two: Welcome to Newsies Square
Chapters:
Seungcheol (Nothing here yet!)
Jeonghan (Nothing here yet!)
Joshua (Nothing here yet!)
Junhui (Nothing here yet!)
Soonyoung (Nothing here yet!)
Wonwoo (Nothing here yet!)
Jihoon (Nothing here yet!)
Minghao (Nothing here yet!)
Mingyu (Nothing here yet!)
Dokyeom (Nothing here yet!)
Seungkwan (Nothing here yet!)
Hansol (Nothing here yet!)
Chan (Nothing here yet!)