VAYNE ONESHOTS

jealous

vince x wayne

I seriously ship this shit

Vince POV

What do you do when you like your best friend?

Honestly, I've known Wayne for the longest time. He's my best friend. We even hung out every day of the week over summer.

So what am I supposed to do when I wake up one morning and suddenly like him?

That's the question I'm asking myself as I try to defend myself against Wayne in Brawl Stars. I let him beat me up over game, because he smiles in the cutest way when he wins. I gag at myself. What the fuck, Vince? That's your best friend. That's the guy you've been tight with since like, fourth grade.

That's exactly why I like him.

I've seen almost every side of him. The happy, the mad, the annoyed, the confused, the grateful. Not even me, has seen his sad side. I've seen him get hurt before, but never pure sadness. And I'm the person he trusts the most. I carry his secrets, I support him when he make stupid ass choices.

But he's straight. I know it.

"Vince, you're selling! Come on dude, keep up!!" Wayne shouts, slapping me on the shoulder. I flinch at the sudden touch, but then I snap back into the game. Wayne gets extra complainy if I don't try at this. He insists it's not fair that I let him win on purpose.

He's too cute.

*time skip to first period p.e. for wayne and vince*

Me, Wayne, and Jotham are walking together. For some ironic reason, none of the friend group is here today except for me and Wayne. Oh, and Riley, but he likes to hang with Addie for some reason. She ugly. We got a free day, but Wayne said he bruised his foot so I stayed back with him. Especially since he started whining about it when I almost refused.

"SooOOoo, Wayne, how's Niara?" Jotham asks Wayne teasingly. I can see Wayne blush a little, and tense his shoulders. My fists clench. Why the fuck does everyone think Niara likes Wayne? They don't like each other. They've never even talked."Come on, Jotham.. we're all over that." a voice says from behind me. I turn around, and Niara is giving Jotham a look that screams 'dude... what the fuck.' I couldn't agree with her more.

"Yeah. If the two of them really wanted to date, they would be tongue fucking in the backpack hallway right now." I blurt out before I can filter my thoughts. Instantly, Niara's tall Black friend laughs. Her shorter Black friend gasps, Niara tries to hold back a laugh, Jotham and Wayne are looking at me in shock, and I panic.

"Shit. I'm sorry." I mumble to Wayne, and to Niara, I give an apologetic look. She shrugs, and walks a little slower behind us.

"Uh.. Jotham.. could you excuse us for a little?" Wayne says. My throat clenches up. Shit, did I say something wrong? Well, obviously, but he didn't seem to mind so much. I think he was essentially just surprised I would lash out like that. To be honest, I'm surprised too.

Jotham shrugs. "Yeah, sure. I'll go play basketball outside..." he pretend sniffles, making a sad face. "..by myself.." he then runs outside, his twinky figure completely out of sight. "Come on." Wayne says, tugging me by my wrist to the changing rooms. We manage to get in there safely, without any coaches or students seeing us.

"What?" I snap, getting annoyed at his protective, ridiculous attitude. "Vince, what the hell? You can't say random shit like that! It's not true!" He looked genuinely sad now, like I was misunderstanding him in some way. "Yes it is! I'm tired of you always acting so cocky around her as if you don't..." I was cut off by the sight in front of me. Wayne was looking at my shoes, tears forming in his eyes. "Oh, Wayne.. come on. You-I-.." He cut me off, his voice wavering and clearly upset. "How is it that you can't take a hint?!" He yelled. I froze for a second. "What hint?" He sighed and laughed, an airy, angry laugh.

"Vince, I like you. I have for like, two years since now. Every time I start complaining or take something overly serious is because I know you're listening to me, and I like that. I would never be like that towards any other girl. I was.. I was so obvious about it. How did you not know?" My expression and body soften.

"Wayne, you like me?" I say, stepping closer to him. He looks kinda small now, basically sitting down. "Yeah.." He looks away, he's obviously shy. But I grab his chin and force him to look at me. "Did you know I like you too?" I look straight at him, watching his shy expression turn surprised in a matter of seconds. This is supposed to be an emotional moment, but he just looks so fuckable right now.

"You like me? Actually? As in you want to date me??" His questions would probably go on longer if I didn't shut his mouth with a kiss.

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haha fuck you all I ended it there

part 2 -------->

stan vayne or suck my dick