y/n shooes vinnie away.
y/n's pov
waking up i smell something sweet making me check where it's coming from. i walk downstairs and see vinnie pouring a cup of coffee next to a plate of pancakes and bacons. i lean against the staircase railing and smile to myself, watching him.
"you can cook? hmm." he jumps and turns around, "you scared me, but this is your plate." i walk over to the kitchen and sit down, vinnie doing the same. "don't you have work today?"
"mhm. i have... an hour before i need to leave." i say while scrolling through my phone. "no, no phones," my phone is taken out of my hands. "now, tell me something. keep me interested."
when was vinnie hacker interested in these things? "what do you NOT know? you know everything about me." he thinks about it for a second and shrugs, "you're not wrong. well i don't know why you decided to not turn me in."
"and i don't know why you haven't killed me yet. so i guess we both have questions for each other."
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"where's my makeup bru- IM SO SORRY!" i shut the door accidentally walking in on vinnie. "you're fine, i'm not fully naked. i'll change in the room and you can do your makeup in here," he walks out the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
my eyes travel his body, noticing the tattoos on his chest and all the others on his arms. it's a nice sight if you ask me. "stop staring and get ready for work," he snickers, snapping me out my gaze. "fuck you."
"you'd like that wouldn't you? knock the case cold and i'll give you what you want." rolling my eyes at his words, i bend down and grab my clothes off my bed but get stopped by a hand gripping my throat from behind. "what was that about?didn't i say i'd give you anything you wanted once you get rid of my case?"
i gulp as my head is slightly tilted back, nowhere to look but at vinnie. "answer, i asked you something." "let me go and let me get ready for work," i try to move my head, but instead my whole body is turned around and pushed onto the bed so he's practically hovering over me.
his eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips, his hand still wrapped around my throat. "i won't do anything if you don't want me to," he says lowly. i don't say anything indicating he can do what he pleases. slowly his lips brush over mine, feeling his tounge glide across my bottom lip.
"you have to get ready for work," he says quietly, a smirk plastered on his face. "you're so- never mind," i get up snatching my clothes as well, slightly frustrated. "you won't be so up tight later." i hear vinnie mumble under his breath.
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"i'm about to leave but do NOT forget that you need to stay in here at all times. do not answer the door for anybody. just stay quiet in here please," i remind him about the rules. his eyes are wandering around making me sigh. he's not paying attention. "HELLO? do you remember the rules vincent or not? i'm the one dismissing the case."
"that suit looks really good on you," vinnie completely changes the subject. "oh my god. you know what, just please remember. i'm not joking. i'll be back by five," i take one last look at him before walking out the door.
work
"hey y/n, we actually got something on vinnie last night. we had people follow him and seen him in the woods ... probably burying a body. but we lost him and don't know where he went," liya shows me the pictures taken. i told him to be careful. what is wrong with him?
