Snowstorm

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genre - friends to lovers, stuck together, theres only one bed trope

As draining as it was, you always found each day filled with classes to be somewhat rewarding at the end of the day, even if said reward was knowing it was your last class before the weekend. as you unlocked the door to your apartment, all you could think of was spending the next two days ignoring the pile of homework and assignments you have to work on. you made a beeline straight for your sofa as you toss your bag onto your kitchen table. you relax for 30 seconds, eyes closed, soaking in the artificial light from the lamp plugged in next to you. that is, until the trill of your phone ringing snaps you out of your trance. you pick it up, not bothering to open your eyes.

"hey," you said, sounding more tired than expected. the voice on the other side sounded slightly more awake than you did. "are you done with your last class? if so what are you doing right now?" all the questions were enough to wake you up from your daze.

"i just walked in the door like 2 minutes ago, and i am actually free!" it was rare that yours and vernon's schedules matched up. between his promotions and practicing, and your university lectures and assignments, it was proven difficult to find time to spend with eachother. thats why whenever possible, you would both be open to doing the most mundane of things together. whether it be running errands or just watching some random netflix show and eating popcorn. you both found comfort in the relaxed nature of it all. it was very you.

"wanna go get coffee?" he said, already expecting a yes. and of course, he got the answer he expected. "of course i do, and im buying this time! you paid for mine last time, now its my turn." your smile could be heard through your voice. "fine, but im ordering the cheapest thing on the menu!" you rolled your eyes. vernon was always adamant on people not spending money on him, but you always evaded that rule whenever you could.

you groaned sarcastically, making vernon chuckle. "alright, im on my way now, be ready or else im never taking you anywhere ever again." you giggled as you stood up, throwing your jacket back over your shoulders. "you'd never last a week without me." you said tauntingly. vernon couldnt help but smile. your friendship had always been like this, constant teasing and sarcasm. "shut up, get ready. he said, trying to suppress the smile growing on his face. "i will, see you soooon." vernon mumbled a bye as he hung up the phone and you grabbed your phone and your wallet from your bag.

you slid into the passenger seat of vernons car and brushed the snow off of your jacket. "god, was anyone expecting this storm? its crazy out here." vernon laughed at how shocked you were that it was snowing in the middle of january. "apparently its supposed to get worse, but i wont let that get in between us seeing each other for the first time in a week." he smiled over at you as he put the car in drive and left the parking lot of your apartment complex. you looked over at him and the small smile he has on his face whenever you look at him. he always looks so content in your presence, as you feel the same in his. you watched him maneuver around the roads, mesmerized by his actions. he soon spoke, breaking you out of your daydream.

"oh, i have to stop by the practice room really quick, is that okay?" you nodded. "im just tagging along, i dont care where we end up." you said with a smile. vernon pulled into the parking lot of the building and opened his door, stepping out into the snow. he watched as you got out of his car and screwed up your nose at the fluffy flakes falling all around you, slowly getting more and more heavy as the snow piled in the streets and lots around you.

you followed vernon into the elevator as he pressed the button leading up to the floor of seventeen's practice rooms. you had been there a couple times, just for visits or bringing them snacks and drinks for motivation. the elevator ride was quiet. it was a comfortable silence, the low hum of the elevator music filling the air as you and vernon basked in each others company. the elevator beeped as the doors opened and you both walked down the hallway leading to their practice room. it was growing late, and the worsening weather outside caused the building to be somewhat of a ghost town. usually bustling with people working and hanging out, it was quiet and tranquil. you reached the end of the hallway as vernon used his keycard to unlock the door.

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