You Know You Love Me~ (Vincent x Scott - purplephone)

One of a kind.

(Vincent's pov)

"Do you think this one is alright?" I had picked up a nice flat pan, looked shiny and very clean.

"Vincent, for the last time, I have no idea how to cook, so I don't understand the difference between any of these pans!" Scott sounded irritated, while pointing his palm at the pans, in the shelves.

"How do you not know how to cook??!" I was surprised, isn't like cooking an essential for surviving?? "How haven't you starved to death?!" I assumed that Scott didn't live with his parents, by the time I was at his house, I didn't see any sight of other people living there.

"Well I'm sorry! My mom always made me food, and when I started working at Fazbears I got free pizza! I don't need to cook!" Scott sounded offended, so I kept quiet.

"I can teach you how to cook... If you want... " I offered him, in a quiet delicate voice, trying to sound as kind as possible.

"I'm not sure if I want to learn from a person, who just this morning, set their pan on fire." Scott smirked at me.

"Very funny. " I rolled my eyes.

Soon enough i spotted a nice pan, in my opinion, it had a great price and by the description, it seemed a perfect replacement.

I grabbed the pan, and decided that this one was it, and put in the basket.

"Hey uhmm, Vincent?" Scott
stopped and looked at me.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"Could we stop at my house? I need to feed Jerry." Scott was looking guilty for asking such a innocent question. Of course I agreed, yeah sure I hated mice, but I'm not gonna let my only friends pet die.

"Sure." I smiled at him while nodding my head.

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We headed to the check-out, I scanned the pan, and also threw in some peppermint gum, that was on display.

"Okay, got everything! Let's go?" I glanced at Scott.

"Yeah, I've had enough with malls for today." Scott started a speedy walk.

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Soon enough, we were in my car, I started up the engine, and drove out of the parking lot.

"Hey Vincent?"

"What's up?"

"uh... sorry if this is weird but.. Why are you purple..?"

After this question began an awkward silence. I don't blame him for asking that, it's normal for a person to be curious about something unusual. And yet, I have no idea how to answer.

"I uhmm.. I don't know. The doctors told me it's a rare skin condition, I think it was called Cyanosis, it's like, hm, low oxygen in your blood."

"huh.." Scott hummed.

"It's usually at some parts of the human body, like fingers and joints, but for me, it's all of my skin surface. I'm not sure why, I've had this since birth. It's supposed to be unhealthy, and should be treated, but I can't get rid of it. So I've just come to the fact to continue my life, and live with it. " I tried my best to explain.

" Does it hurt? " Scott asked.

" Not for me, no. "

" You know, you're a very bizarre person. You're purple, you're eyes are weird, and you can see more colors.. what else?! "

" I can hear dog whistles and I can see very well in the dark." I added this to my collection of weird ass things about my body.

"You know, that's all kinda explainable, except for your weird ass eyes." Scott leaned closer to my face, to explore my eyes better, while I was focusing on the road.