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Vance Hopper x reader 💗 (both 18)

you wake up, tired but you have to go to school. Your eyes widen, but then you realize it's a Saturday. You were gonna celebrate by jumping out of bed but you had arms around you. It's strange because you though you were the only one in your bed. You turn your head around and see.. curly blonde long hair? Who could that be? Your window is open, with a rope hanging in. Your bed is messy and you're cold. You think who it could be. You're half awake, not remembering anything or thinking straight. You then wake up fully. You realize, it's your boyfriend, Vance HopperYou don't know how to feel, you are overwhelmed with love, but you are also filled with hatred. You cannot believe he snuck in your house at night, you didn't know he was a big softie. You forgot he was sleeping and ran your fingers through his hair. He opened his piecing blue eyes. A mean look cleared his face you got a little bit scared and you let go and tried to scoot away. He held you tighter. He bit into your neck and closed his eyes again, going back to sleep. You trembled. Motherfucker's teeth are sharp. A tear whelps up in your eyes. It doesn't drop, but Vance notices, he notices everything. He pays lots of attention. He stops. He lets go, guilty  since he hurt you. You wipe your eyes and turn
Around grabbing his hand, but he pulls away. He sits up, putting back on his shirt, forgetting his hoodie. He jumped out the window, climbing the rope down. You immediately call his name, but he's gone. Fast motherfucker. You call his home phone, since he would probably be home by now since you're neighbors. Someone picks up the phone and puts it down. It was just a cycle, over and over. Calling, picking up, putting down until eventually nobody answered. You decided to go to his house. You put on a white tank top and a light blue cardigan ypu put on your dark blue ripped jeans and white air forces. You head out your bedroom door, speeding outside. You hesitate. You then get in your car and go to the market. You grab some flowers then head home. You park your car, then get out. You run to his door with the flowers in hand. You knock on the door. A blue piercing eye like Vance's peeks through the crack of the door. A angry sigh comes out, and then a slam of the door. You decide to go through with plan B. His house is one story, so you go to the window where his room is. He leaves his window open when he's mad, you don't know why but it's handy. You hop through, going out the door. Wandering through the house, you finally find him in the living room, watching the television, curled up in a ball. You walk in, putting the flowers on his knees. He doesn't un-curl. You wait, but shortly after, you give up, letting out a sin and walking to the door. Placing your hand on the door knob, and turning it just slightly. It makes a squeak. You hear a piecing

"Wait."

You flinch at the sound of his amazing voice. You stop, and go back to the living room. Vance stands up. He holds out his arms, welcoming you for a hug. You hesitate at first, but eventually you give in, hugging him. I guess we're just a perfect match.

The End.
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Creators note!
I won't be doing smut unless asked for. It might take a while because it's fooking embarrassing but some of you like it so.. clout <3 next fic will probably be a different fandom. October 2, 2022, 636 words