☻︎𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂?☻︎ |-|Veneer/Velvet x reader|-|

• 3 "we're here!"

"You're too nice to me." You whisper happily. "It's called basic human decency," he sassed you as if you weren't just complimenting him.

He took you both to the check out so he could buy the clothes for you. You felt terrible that he felt the need to buy such expensive clothing for you. And of course, you've already expressed that he didn't need to, but two whole shopping centers later, you had a new wardrobe, and every dollar in your pocket that you originally had.

You felt bad that you hadn't even gotten him anything, but what do you get a celebrity that can get anything they want off Amazon?

Veneer said his legs were too tired to walk back to the building where they work. And currently, you sat in the back of a limousine that he called to pick you up. You had to take you shoes off and set your feet up because couldn't put your feet down with all the clothes on the ground, Veneer couldn't either. You both just sat there awkwardly reminiscing about all the fun things you said today. "Did you have to buy me so much?" You ask, referring to the several bags on the floor. Twenty-three, to be exact, each with at least with five different articles of clothing in them. "Uh, duh! You need something to wear!" He sasses you.

Anything and everything you and him said was hard to take serious because you both had your feet tucked on the middle seat between you. "Veneer?" You have a slight teasing smirk on your face that was simply too hard to hide. "Yeah?" He tilts his head ever so slightly. "I think you need some new socks." You tried not to look at the probably, once white socks that were also holed. "What do you mean? My socks are fine!" He held his one foot closer to you. "Oh gosh, get your grippers away from me...I can hear them barking for mercy." You held your face away from his dawgs and pushed his foot away from you, faking a gag. "Aw c'mon, my feet aren't that bad!" He finally retracted his foot from your face and set it down on the seat between you two. 

You know how people say there are comforting silences? I'm pretty sure those don't exist, no matter how comfortable you feel, its always awkward. Although you were happy, you wanted there to some kind of conversing between y'all. You sat up straight and cleared your throat. "I had fun today, did you?" You ask trying to make casual conversation. "Oh, absolutely! I'm so glad you let me tag along! And no offense to my sister, but I needed a break from her." He whispers as if the limo driver is able to tell Velvet that Veneer needed a break from her.  You smile a bit at his teasing attitude. 

He was effortlessly adorable, not just a bit either, he was almost perfect. Since you two were alone, Veneer took his hood down. His hair was smoothed down and he didn't have a ton of makeup on, and to be honest, you liked him more this way. He looked amazing. He looked like he was straight from a magazine, in which he might be. With his long hair in front of his face he looked...very hot...(someone stop me) how you wanted to just grab his face and- "Are you okay? You're staring into the chair like its gonna gut you while you sleep?" He leans a bit forward, exposing his back a bit, and you know his usual attire shows his back, but for some reason this made it feel...different. "Yeah, I'm okay!" You say smiling. "Okay, oh look, we're here!" You shift your attention to the building that you now live in. "Oh, I didn't even realize!" You get internally mad at yourself for not noticing, but you don't let any anger show on your face.

You both enter the building, you a few feet behind Veneer. He effortlessly got past the guards, but that seemed to be a struggle today. You forgot to get your identification card out before hand and they stopped you from entering. "Sorry, ma'm without any ID, we can't let you in," the guard said in a stern voice. "Ah sorry, I forgot." You reach for your pocket to get your ID.

BAD IDEA

⚠️MENTIONS OF STRICT FORCE!!!⚠️
With a large amount of aggression and pressure, you were pressed against the wall by a thick forearm. You cough out a wheeze, your lungs barely able to fluctuate for oxygen. "Unit 2, we got a code 4. You were stunned and still gasping and wheezing for air. "Who are you and what is your business here?!" You were asked with aggression. "I'm...their...assistant," you manage to wheeze out. "My Id...Is in...my left...back pocket," you lean your head on the wall in exhaustion, that little speaking was very difficult. He finally lets go of your chest and you gasp for full breaths of air. He grabs you shoulders, spins you, and pulls out you wallet. Still keeping a sturdy hand on your shoulder, he pulled out your ID, it stated your current occupation, Velvet and Veneer's assistant. As he was in the middle of checking your ID, Veneer came down to check on you. ⚠️STRICT FORCE PART IS OVER!!!⚠️

"(___) are you down-omg, are you okay?" He rushes over to you, you were still panting but it was a bit better now. "Yep, just peachy how are you?" You say a bit sarcastically and out of breath. The guard finally lets you go and hands back your ID. "You need to be more careful, miss." The guard says before dismissing you up the elevator.

You lean against the wall and breathe slowly because he definitely did something to your chest. If you breathe too fast then an instant pain shoots through your chest. "Why didn't you say anything? I would've came to help you!" He says guiltily as he stands next to you in the massive elevator. "I'm fine, he was just worried for you and your sister's safety," you respond in an understanding tone. He sighs knowing that you possibly got hurt because of someone who is supposed to protect them.

Veneer gripped your waist and snuggled against you as you both walk back to the building. You were both happy and content with the events of today. You chatted happily before someone decided to interrupt you two.

"Where are were you two?!" Velvet stomps her foot like an angered toddler. You just then realized you had been gone for almost 4 hours and neither of you told Velvet.

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HIIIIIIIIII, I saw a Veneer fic that siad they're trying to get at least 2,500 words per chapter, and I was like "wow I like that idea," so I want to try to make slightly longer chapters, what do yall think?