EverymanHYBRID Imagines 2

Attraction: Vinny

Vinny sits on a couch, playing with my hair. He keeps running his hands through it and humming softly. I feel like heat is blossoming in my chest. He and I are sitting so close to each other, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him. So his proximity to me is intoxicating. And I don't overly care that it is.

He stops humming after a moment and looks at me with a look of passion in his gaze. Then he looks away, opting instead to look out the nearby window. He then clears his throat and speaks.

"You know, y/ n, I think you are gorgeous," he says matter-of-factly. "And I am wondering if you'd like to ... maybe, I dunno, go out with me?"

"Of course I will," I say. "Why didn't you ask me sooner?"

"I dunno, I guess I was nervous," he says.

"Of me?"

He shrugs. "Anyway, why don't we go for pizza?"

"Pizza sounds awesome," I say.

He smiles. "Good. Then let's go."