The war inside is pushing me
Title: Close to Home
Fandom: Vegan Rockstar Verse
Characters:Dean/Hope
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All belongs to vylentcrymz and I
He doesn’t know why he asked her out for pizza. Granted, he wasn’t asking her out for pizza at time but; he’d already had lunch, two if you counted the half of a soft pretzel he had shared with the cute girl with glasses in his Psych class.
She had just looked so lonely sitting under that tree in the courtyard, listlessly turning the pages of her paperback.
This was Hope we were talking abut. He knew she hadn’t had much experience with guys until Alex came along. This was going to be a disaster. He would only hit on her and make things more awkward than they already were. Dean couldn’t even remember the last time he had been friends with a girl without some sort of ulterior motive. What the hell was he doing?
She shrugged, wiping her hands on her denim skirt and taking his hand to pull herself up. “Sure. My next class isn’t until three, anyway.”
Wait, what the hell was she doing agreeing to come along!? Didn’t she know this would only lead down the path of really hot and potentially awkward sex!?
“Great,” he found himself saying. “I know this great place that isn’t even off campus.”
He slid into one of Vinnie’s checkered booths, avoiding eye contact with the waitress he’d slept with a month or two before. “Can we get uh, a large pepperoni pizza and a pitcher of Coke?”
“Sure,” the waitress, Kathy if he remembered correctly, replied, snapping her gum. “Shouldn’t take long.” She gave him a look like she was trying to place him before smiling weakly.
“Nice to see you again, Dean,” she said softly before rushing off toward the kitchen.
“Good choice,” Hope said, breaking the silence that had settled in between them after she left.
“Oh fuck,” he mumbled. “God, I’m sorry I just ordered without asking what you wanted. It’s a habit.”
She waved a hand. “No, it’s fine. You got everything exactly right, actually.”
“I’m glad.”
Hope nodded, folding her hands on the table and casually looking around before attempting conversation again. “Alex took me here once.”
“Oh?” Dean said, hoping he sounded interested instead of mortified that he’d taken her to a place that was supposed to cheer her up, not bring up more painful memories of the person they were both trying to run away from.
“Yeah, when we first started going out.” she said distantly, staring out the window before slowly turning her attention back to him with a smile. “Said you found it, actually.”
“Oh, he talked about me?” he asked, hoping to sound casual.
“Yeah, he talked about you a lot actually.” Her eyes met his for the first time since the conversation started. “Sure he misses you.”
He looked down quickly. Dean didn’t like the way she looked at him like she knew exactly how he was feeling.
Almost as much as he didn’t like the little voice inside his head telling him that maybe part of him liked it a little too much.
Fandom: Vegan Rockstar Verse
Characters:Dean/Hope
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All belongs to vylentcrymz and I
He doesn’t know why he asked her out for pizza. Granted, he wasn’t asking her out for pizza at time but; he’d already had lunch, two if you counted the half of a soft pretzel he had shared with the cute girl with glasses in his Psych class.
She had just looked so lonely sitting under that tree in the courtyard, listlessly turning the pages of her paperback.
This was Hope we were talking abut. He knew she hadn’t had much experience with guys until Alex came along. This was going to be a disaster. He would only hit on her and make things more awkward than they already were. Dean couldn’t even remember the last time he had been friends with a girl without some sort of ulterior motive. What the hell was he doing?
She shrugged, wiping her hands on her denim skirt and taking his hand to pull herself up. “Sure. My next class isn’t until three, anyway.”
Wait, what the hell was she doing agreeing to come along!? Didn’t she know this would only lead down the path of really hot and potentially awkward sex!?
“Great,” he found himself saying. “I know this great place that isn’t even off campus.”
He slid into one of Vinnie’s checkered booths, avoiding eye contact with the waitress he’d slept with a month or two before. “Can we get uh, a large pepperoni pizza and a pitcher of Coke?”
“Sure,” the waitress, Kathy if he remembered correctly, replied, snapping her gum. “Shouldn’t take long.” She gave him a look like she was trying to place him before smiling weakly.
“Nice to see you again, Dean,” she said softly before rushing off toward the kitchen.
“Good choice,” Hope said, breaking the silence that had settled in between them after she left.
“Oh fuck,” he mumbled. “God, I’m sorry I just ordered without asking what you wanted. It’s a habit.”
She waved a hand. “No, it’s fine. You got everything exactly right, actually.”
“I’m glad.”
Hope nodded, folding her hands on the table and casually looking around before attempting conversation again. “Alex took me here once.”
“Oh?” Dean said, hoping he sounded interested instead of mortified that he’d taken her to a place that was supposed to cheer her up, not bring up more painful memories of the person they were both trying to run away from.
“Yeah, when we first started going out.” she said distantly, staring out the window before slowly turning her attention back to him with a smile. “Said you found it, actually.”
“Oh, he talked about me?” he asked, hoping to sound casual.
“Yeah, he talked about you a lot actually.” Her eyes met his for the first time since the conversation started. “Sure he misses you.”
He looked down quickly. Dean didn’t like the way she looked at him like she knew exactly how he was feeling.
Almost as much as he didn’t like the little voice inside his head telling him that maybe part of him liked it a little too much.