while being a part of the influencer space had its variety of perks, there was always a downside to having your entire life broadcasted for millions to see, especially at the young age of nineteen.
and today was one of those days.
y/n clocked vinnie's low spirits the minute she woke up to him already with his phone and laptop opened to different social media platforms, eyebrows furrowed as he read whatever nonsense was circulating the internet about himself.
she didn't want to leave him like this, knowing how depressed he could get after seeing his name trending once again for something he didn't say, but she couldn't miss another day of work. her boss was pissed enough with her as it is for calling in "sick" all the time, she didn't think today would be the best day to end up fired.
y/n felt like this has been occurring every other week at this point. some unnamed account would start a false rumor about vinnie, leading it to spread like wildfire. next thing you knew, the 'cancel vinnie hacker party' would be trending all over every social media for the next few days until it was eventually deemed untrue. it was a never-ending cycle that people used as a sick form of entertainment, while vinnie was left in pieces, devastated people he considered fans would instantly believe such horrible things said about him by the ever so reliable source: user123456.
she hated seeing her favorite boy like this. he was the sweetest person she had ever met. and yes while she was biased, she did not understand how some people couldn't see that. how was it that the most problematic influencers carried on untouched, while the very few genuine ones left were repeatedly ripped to shreds?
stopping at their local gas station, along with chipotle, y/n obtained some of vinnie's favorite goodies before heading home from work, to swiftly park her car in the driveway and rush into the large house.
when she made it up the stairs and to the end of the long hallway where her and vinnie's shared bedroom remained, she swung the door open to see vinnie in the very same spot she left him this morning, continuously checking his phone to see what the internet was saying about him.
some part of her hoped he or some of his dear roommates would get him out of this rut. but clearly she would need to pull out all the stops herself.
climbing into bed next to him, she threw herself on his lap, tugging the phone out of his hand and placing it out of reach.
"we're having a self care night," she announced excitedly.
although vinnie would never admit this to his friends, he loved the nights spent indulging in all sorts of pampering brought to you by his amazing girlfriend.
without letting him get a word in, she dragged him out of bed and into the bathroom to get started with their night in, free of phones, and of course, negativity.
"first off, have you brushed your teeth yet today?"
he shook his head in response, a little embarrassed considering it was already four p.m.
retrieving his blue toothbrush, she rinsed it shortly under the water prior to placing a line of minty toothpaste on it, rinsing it once more, and handing it to him.
"there, no more stinky breath. now i can kiss you," y/n giggled.
"oh shut up, don't act like you haven't had it worse," vinnie exclaimed before drawing her in for a long awaited kiss.
after a short make out session, both unable to pull away from each other, y/n opened the cabinet searching for her current favorite face mask, a hydrating clay mask from the brand youth to the people, in addition to a couple headbands. she always loved seeing her tough boyfriend wearing the plush headband donned with cat ears.
she made sure to apply his first in order to show him the correct way of doing it, knowing he tended to go a little overboard. yet to no avail, he still ended up putting too much on her face, ultimately making a mess.
"vinnie you got it in my mouth!"
"that's what she said"
"i hate you."
once the masks were finally finished being applied, y/n set the timer for fifteen minutes, reaching for vinnie's hand to walk them back into the bedroom. she grabbed the bag of chipotle she left sitting on his desk when she first arrived home, and brought it to the bed where they basically inhaled their food, attempting to not mess up their face masks.
promptly fifteen minutes later, the sound of the timer rang through the room, alerting the couple, who were now done eating and very much full, that it was time to take off the clay masks.
washing their faces clean of the green masks and patting them dry, vinnie looked in the mirror and then to his girlfriend, "are we glowing now?" he joked.
"you're always glowing, my love."
he placed a quick kiss on her lips, "so what's next, beautiful?"
"nails! c'mon let's go pick out our colors," y/n exclaimed, dragging him to where she kept all of her nail polishes neatly in a drawer.
for such a tiny girl, vinnie was shocked how easily his girlfriend was constantly able to pull him around. although in all honesty, she didn't necessarily have to drag him anywhere, he would follow her wherever she went.
"can we match?"
"of course, bubs. you pick the color," she answered.
he went with a bright red, loving the way the color looked when her hands were wrapped around his-
anyway, now that the color was picked, y/n put on one of vinnie's favorite anime and they painted each other's nails as best as they could, not caring how it looked in the end, just that they were spending time together.
letting the polish dry, the couple cuddled under the covers of their comfy bed.
not too much longer, y/n looked over at her boyfriend to notice his eyes were shut and his breathing had slowed. he had fallen asleep.
she quietly reached over to turn the television off, not wanting to wake him. and switched the led lights that were left to illuminate the room, to red.
she placed a soft kiss on his head, whispering, "i love you," before falling asleep as well.
the events of earlier today long forgotten in their minds.
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