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stressed out - vinnie hacker

fluff, slight bit of angst and swearing (based around hype house show on netflix) sorry it’s only short guys :(

vinnie hacker x female reader

pic creds @vinniexhoney on instagram

you had only just stepped through the front door when you instantly felt something was off. you didn’t know what it was right then, but when you took a few more steps into the house, it became more apparent.

“i don’t talk? i’m talking right now!” vinnie’s voice was raised, seemingly arguing with someone.

“you’re always upset!” michael shouted back.

walking into the front room where everyone was, you saw your boyfriend and michael standing on opposite ends of the pool table having a shouting match with each other, the others awkwardly sitting around the room, not daring to get involved.

“what’s going on?” you cut vinnie off as he went to hurl an insult at michael, slightly scaring him by the sound of your voice.

completely ignoring your question, vinnie stormed past you to go to his room.

“you go sort vinnie out and we’ll sort michael out.” mia pleaded with you, thankful they had stopped shouting at each other.

you didn’t know what to expect when you walked into vinnies room. the two of you had only been together for the past few months and you’d never seen him this pissed off before.

“hey vin, what happened? please don’t ignore me, you know i’m here for you to talk to.”

“michael’s a fucking dick. he doesn’t understand what it’s like having to produce a shit ton of content everyday. i do tiktok, i stream, i have photo shoots and sometimes i just feel like this isn’t what i’m supposed to be doing with my life. half the time i think it’s not even worth it.” feeling a bit more calm, vinnie looked at you and opened his arms, making grabby hands for you.

“i’m sorry you feel like that vin. there’s probably not a lot i can say or do to make you feel like it is worth it when sometimes you feel it isn’t but if you really don’t want to do all this anymore you need to speak to thomas about it okay? can we cuddle for a bit and sort it all out later though? i’ve missed you.” you chuckled lightly when he nodded his head frantically.

you got into bed and he flopped on top of you, putting his weight on you. you kissed him and rubbed his back to calm him down some more.

“i’ve missed you today too baby, i’m sorry you came home to that. everything just came to a head very quickly and instead of talking about it, comments were made, therefore the argument happening.”

“it’s okay, just go to sleep for a bit. i know you must be tired but please go and talk things out with michael later on. don’t let it affect your friendship.” you didn’t like it when he got angry for any reason so you just wanted him to sort this out.

“i will.”

a/n sorry for it being so short and for the bad ending, i’m finally getting back into writing but please tell me what you think of this :) also, if you have sent me a request over the past week or so i’m not ignoring them they just aren’t loading which is a nightmare 😩

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forgetful | george clarke

the minute george stepped into the flat, he knew something was off.

"y/n? you here?" walking further into the flat, he found y/n in the kitchen making herself a cup of tea, "hey, sorry i'm back so late. we missed t-"

"don't. i can't believe you. all i asked was that you not plan to film today and i wake up to a message telling me you've gone to film a video for arthur. do you even know why i asked you to stay home today?"

he was trying to remember, really he was. but his mind was blank and the guilt began to seep in, only just noticing the tears that left stains on her cheeks.

"no. of course you don't. my parents are in town george. i planned a nice lunch, maybe go on a walk, come back to the flat for a few drinks, but all that went to shit because you left to film a stupid video and then ignored my messages all day. you know how important it is to me that you get along with my parents so having to cancel on them last minute because you weren't even here was not something i wanted to have to do." the tears in her eyes were threatening to fall again, hating how needy and pathetic she sounded.

"we can sti-" george tried, again quickly being shut down.

"no george, i'm mad at you. you don't get to say it'll be alright and that we can still do something. we're not playing happy families. you've hurt me. when we sort this out, then we organise something else."

now the guilt was in full swing and he immediately started to think of ways he could make it up to her, knowing it would take a lot of grovelling to get back onto her good side.

"i'm going to bed, i love you." a soft kiss being placed on his lips.

"i love you too." slight relief evident on his face, knowing she'll never not say 'i love you', even during an argument.

she rounded the kitchen island, starting to make her way to his room and get ready for bed. george watched as she closed the door, still stood in the kitchen, contemplating whether to follow her or give her some space.

he decided on the latter.

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it was nearing midnight when george decided he needed some sleep, and the dip in the bed as he got comfortable was enough to wake y/n, a groan leaving her lips.

"sorry. i didn't mean to wake you," she let out an agitated hum of acknowledgement and rolled over, curling into george's side, unable to resist the heat his body always provided, "still mad at me?"

"yep." she responded, accentuating the 'p'.

"okay. can we talk about it?"

"i've said my peace. you go."

"i really am sorry sweetheart, i feel awful," her nails were running along the lines and dips of his stomach, a habit he'd grown accustomed to over the several months they'd been together, "the video was planned ages ago and i didn't even realise the dates clashed. when you reminded me of 'that thing' that was happening today i thought you meant filming. i promise to make it up to you. and your parents. please say they don't hate me."

george hoped it was enough, not that he wouldn't do anything she asked to get her to forgive him, but he couldn't stand the thought of her staying mad at him.

in y/n's head, he was forgiven. during her time alone, she realised she didn't even give him a chance to explain before locking herself in his room for the rest of the night.

"i'm sorry too," george was slightly taken aback by this, unsure what she was apologising for, "i shouldn't have stormed off like that. not even letting you speak before i disappeared all night. and my parents don't hate you. we can do dinner tomorrow if that's okay with you?"

"that's more than okay. i have my whole day free to spend with you and them. we can do whatever you guys want. i love you."

"i love you. so much. even if you are forgetful."

and george stuck to his promise. safe to say y/n's parents like george more than her.

a/n have this as an 'i'm sorry i haven't posted in a while present' <3

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