It's Me (Vincent/Purple guy x reader)

Stupid grape!

You sigh as you sit down. The boys have showed you the entire pizzeria by now, and now its time for you to sit if they like it or not. They sit down in chairs they stole from around you. You swear if Mike makes another pun you're slapping him. You hear arguing and look around to see two kids fighting over a (favorite animatronic) plushy. You sigh and smile slightly as you get up and raid the prize corner for the same plushy.  You return and give it to one of the kids. They freeze, look up and smile at you.

kid1: Thank you miss!

kid2: yea, thanks!

The kids run off and you feel eyes on your back, you look back to see Vincent staring at you again, before moving to the kids. You catch a flash of something, but you can't place your finger on it.

mike: so (y/n), why did you choose to work here?

You shrug, thinking on the question.

(y/n): I was just bored, and needed money for my own things, so I thought it'd be cool to work here.

Mike nods and looks away and stares off at something.

Jeremy: so, tell us about your life (y/n)!

fritz: yea, we wanna know more about you!

you look around nervously but give in.

(y/n): well, i'm eighteen, I live with my parents, and i'm more of a loner, I guess that's it.

You keep your answer short and simple, to the looks of disappointment on your new friends faces.

Vincent: well, if you want you could always move in with me.

You blush and your eyes fly over to Vincent, who's leaning back in his chair, with his feet up on a nearby table, still looking towards you.

scott: I don't think she'd want to live with you.

Vincent: and why not?

scott: because you can't even find a door for one, two, she barely even knows you!

Vincent: so?

scott: so? so?!

(y/n): break it up boys! as much as I appreciate your offer Vincent, I must decline because I only met you literally an hour ago, but, if you're lonely, why don't you go find more grapes.

Scott, fritz, and Jeremy went off in "oooo's" and laughter, while mike was rolling on the ground, holding his stomach laughing. Vincent growled, not appreciating the joke. The bell to signal it was time to go home went off and everyone stood up. Fritz and scott were the first to leave, mike and Jeremy walked home, leaving you and Vincent. You went to your (f/c) car, and went to open the door when someone grabbed you from behind. You tightly grip the key and swing around punching whoever it was with the key in your hand.... Turns out it was just Vincent.

(y/n): oh no, i'm so sorry!

Vincent just chuckled and wiped the blood off the cut on his cheek.

Vincent: its fine sweet cheeks, I like it when they're able to fight anyways.

He didn't sound exactly the same, but you decide to ignore it.

(y/n): stupid grape.

Vincent: i'm not a grape!

(y/n): tell that to your skin.

He growled, making you silently laugh as you turn back around to unlock the door. He pulls on your ankle making you fall backwards and onto him. He grabs you from behind.

Vincent: mine now.

(y/n): let me go, you stupid grape! I have to go home.

Vincent: one, i'm not a grape. two, nope, you're coming with me.

(y/n): grrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaappppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeee

Vincent: oh that's it.

He lets go, and you use that chance to get up, but you're quickly pulled down again. He tickles you, making you laugh.

(y/n): grape stop!

Vincent: not until you admit i'm not a grape!

(y/n): but you are

Vincent: nope!

He tickles you more, making you go into a ball trying to avoid his attack. You elbow him in the side which makes him grab you instead, until the pain fades away. Then, he's right back to tickling.

(y/n): Grrrrrraaaaaaaaaapppppppe! sssssssssttttoooooooooppppppppppp

Vincent: admit i'm not a grape.

(y/n): fine you're not a grape.

He stops and lets you get into your car. Once inside you roll down your window and lock the doors.

(y/n): since you're not a grape, you have to be an eggplant then!

Vincent: why you-!

You quickly drive off laughing before he can finish his sentence or attack you again. All you could think of was your nicknames for him... stupid grape.