Vincent/purple guy loves you (a purple guy X reader story)

Morning

Waking up the next morning, you didn't feel like moving at all. It was so warm and your body was too tired. But, you were hungry, so you had to get out if bed. Shifting slight out of arm's embrace, you managed to sneak out of bed and not wake up Vincent. Thinking over ideas for breakfast, what was something that Vincent would like. You checked the fridge first to see what you had left. There was a few things left but there was jelly and bread to make toast. You do remember him eating toast last night as dinner so, maybe he'd like it for breakfast. Placing the slices of bread in the toaster, the timer was set before you pushed the lever down. As you waited for the bread to toast up, you started on a grocery list.

When the toast finally came out, startling you a little in the process, you placed them on a plate. As you were grabbing the butter and jelly, You heard the creaks of the staircase as someone descended down them. "Good morning, sleepy head." You mumbled out softly as you turned to look at him. His violet hair was a messy mop head and his eyes were only cracked open. The image made a snort come out of you to cover behind your hand.
"You look like hell, man." You comment, getting a deep chuckle from him. "You're one to talk." His voice was much deeper, showing how tired he was still.
Handing a plate of toast to him made a small smile come from him. As he searched for a butter knife, your eyes wondered along his skin of his back and arms. There were circles and lines in a pattern, but you had no idea from what. Clearing your throat, you tapped on his shoulder which got his attention.
"What's with the pattern? Or scars?"
Vincent blinked slightly as if he was lost before he looked at his arm. "Oh. It's a long story. I rather not say, bad past." he said. You ran your finger over one softly. "Sorry for asking, eat your breakfast before it gets cold." Letting him go, he grabbed a butter knife and moved to the table.

As you read over the list, you watched him in the corner off your eye. "Do you want anything from the store?" He looked at you tiredly but he shook his head. You felt like something was bugging him by the way he looks and his actions. He wasn't as clingy as he was like last night. You signed deeply from the thought, which got Vincent's attention. "What's wrong?" He asked "Oh, I'm fine, but I was wondering if something is bothering you." he finished eatting and placed the plate in the sink. "I'm fine, just not a morning person."

You nodded slowly before heading back to your room to get ready. You heard a low chuckle from downstairs but ignored it. Picking out the clothes you wanted, you set them on your bed before you started to get undress.

Vincent sneaked upstairs and to the end of the hall quietly. He peeked in your room when you stood there naked on your bedside. A blush ran across his cheeks from the sight. As if his body was possessed, he pushed the door open and ran into the room quickly. You screeched when he scoped you up and headed to your bed. "Vincent! Get Out!" you blushed deep and squirmed in his grip. He tossed you on to the bed which you took the time to get as much clothing on. But only got a bra and panties on. He flopped down next to you, joining you in the bed.

"Don't leave me here~" He whined as you crosses your arms and glared knives at him. "Then come with me. Oh yeah, that's rights. I decided to risk my job and life style to have you." You thought for a moment as Vincent tilted his head slightly at you from the statement. He was going to say something but was distract by your stomach. He started to rub around your belly button which only made you slap his hand away. "Don't touch me, grape." You thought for a second as he hissed slightly from the slight pain. Your slaps would mostly like knock someone out if you wanted to.

After getting an idea, Vincent sat up next to you. "The only thing I can do is go to the store but leave you in the car." You said turning your attention to him. Vincent nodded slowly at the idea. "I like that. That'll work." He smiled before he waved him out of the room. "Go get dressed then!" You yelled after him just for him to come back. "I don't have any clean clothes to wear." he said crossing his arms. You went in your closet and started your search. Pulling some things out, you managed to find an oversized shirt for you. You use to wear it for bed but you got tired of it. "Wear this, your just going to be in the car so you can keep your pj pants on." Handing it to him. Vincent took it and walked off with a thank you. You both got ready, which took only 15 minutes.