Reader's pov

"Move over." Someone says waking me up. Feeling around I nod to myself. Still on the bench. Must have fallen asleep while thinking. "Hmm?" "Move. Over." Opening one of my eyes I see Bo standing infront of me. "Whats the magic word?" "Move your ass." He says, starting to get slightly irritated. "My ass is magical but I do really need to be politely asked." I yawn and close my open eye. "Move your ass or I'll move it my fucking self." Bo whispers in my ear with a bit of a growl to his voice. My eyes widen in shock as he pulls away from my ear with a smirk. Quietly I move my legs and Scoot over to make room for the man. "See that wasn't so hard." Bo smirks as he sits down. "You're rude." "I think we're both rude." Bo replies.

Rolling my eyes I scoff. "Some more than others." "Oh hush. I just wanted to see if you were doin ok." Getting up of the bench I fake a gasp and smile. "The great Beauregard Sinclair cares for me enough to check on my well being. I'm honored." "The fuck did you just call me?" Bo asks furrowing his eyebrows. "Hmm? Nothing. Hey did you know that your forehead wrinkles when you're making that face? It's quite cute actually. Oh wow look at the time I should just uh." Without anymore talking I booked it back to the house.

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3rd person pov

"Fuck here comes a consequence, consequence, consequence, consequences of my actions chasing me right now." (Y/n) panicked in a sing song voice as they ran to the door. "I don't want no consequence, consequence, consequence, I don't want no consequences chasing me right now!" They continued to panic as they could here Bo coming closer. "Oh hey! You're back!" Lester smiles as the door opens. "Someone take this consequence, consequence, consequence! Someone take this consequence that's chasing me right now!" (Y/n) continued running passed Lester and towards the stairs. "What the?" Before Lester could question he turned to see his older brother running with a sadistic grin on his face. "Oh (Y/n)!" "Jesus take the consequence! Consequence! Consequence! Jesus take the consequence that's chasing me right now!!!" (Y/n) struggled to open their bedroom door due to their hands shaking in both fear and amusement. When it finally did open they shut them self inside and pressed their whole weight against the door before locking it.

"I'm gonna die!" (Y/n) laughed trying to catch their breath. "(Y/n), darlin~." She could hear Bo down the hallway. Covering her mouth (y/n) stifled their laughter and fear. "I just wanna talk." "Nah, I know that story, and it ends with me sleeping in a truck." (Y/n) told herself still laughing. Listening closely she could hear Bo's exaggerated yawn. "Well guess I'll have those honeybuns all by myself." He sighed dramatically before hearing the door creak open slightly. "Honeybuns?" (Y/n) squinted suspiciously. "Yup. I've been craving something sweet all day and there's a whole untouched box of honeybuns downstairs calling my name." Bo smirks as the face in the slight opening. "This is a trap, isn't it?" "Whaaaat? Me? Trap you? You're way too smart for that." (Y/n) knew Bo was copying the same sarcastic tone she did earlier. But alas their love for honeybuns was greater than their survival instinct.

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Reader's pov

Opening the door just a crack more I look at Bo. What a smug fucking face. "Hmmmm." I contemplated running passed him. Did that before and it didn't turn out so well. Plus it's not like he'd kill me now. His brothers like me too much. Wait! Brothers! "Vincent! Can you bring me a honeybun!" Bo stared at me as I grinned. "Aww did your plan not work?" "I'm gonna get you. And when I do, I'm gonna have looaads of fun." Bo looked me up and down as he spoke. Almost like an animal eyeing it's prey. Am I into this? No. Am I? No. Well. Before my brain could blue screen Vincent came up the stairs wearing a comfy hoodie, sweat pants, and their hair up in a messy type bun. Holding two cups of tea Vincent comes up to Bo and I. "Hmm." They hummed as they held out one cup of tea. Bo rolled his eyes and waved goodbye to me with a smirk. "Sleep good (y/n)~." Bo said as he reached his room.

Once the door closed I opened mine. "Honey." Vincent said still holding out the other cup of tea. Taking the cup from his hands I look to the masked man's face. "Wanna come in and have it with me? I think Bo and I have had enough of eachother for one night." Vincent nods before walking into my room. "Sorry I don't exactly have many places to sit. If you're comfortable with it we could sit on the bed together." I offer setting the tea down on the bedside table. "Thank you." Vincent replied. As they went to sit down it seemed like they had remembered something. "Oh, here." He reached into his hoodie pocket and pulled out two honeybuns, a jar of peanut butter, two spoons, and a sleeve of Oreos. "Marry me." I sigh with a smile as Vincent sets up the snacks on the bed. With a soft chuckle Vincent shakes his head lightly side to side before setting up pillows for himself. Watching him I could see all the differences between them and Bo. Vincent was caring, compassionate, and well slightly openly affectionate. My heart seemed be grow warmer as I watched them get situated. Few minutes ago I was running after teasing Bo, and now I was being treated like, like this, by Vincent.

Something brought me back to reality though and caused my eyes to widen slightly. Vincent had started to take his mask off. Thay warm feeling in my chest grew even more. Even though his back was to me I knew that this ment Vincent was growing more comfortable around me. Making my way over to the bed I get comfy. "Can we cuddle?" He asked keeping their back to me. "Sure thing luv." I smile as I make my way to the bed. Getting comfy I wait for Vincent to get in. They seem hesitant. "(Y/n)?" Vincent asks sheepishly. "Yeah?" "I know I showed you those pictures of me as a kid. But I'm older. I, I just don't want you to regr, to regret." He started choking back tears as he sat with his back to me. It hurt my heart to see them so worried. Softly and sweetly I hug him from behind. My hands on their chest and my head resting on their back. "I would never regret choosing to stay with you. I'd also never push you to show me your face if you didn't want to. You take as long as you'd like sugar." I could feel Vincent shaking lightly as he cried. Quickly they turned and hugged me. Holding him I felt tears coming down my cheeks as well. He's such a beautiful soul. "You wanna know something?" I ask with with soft smile as I rub their back. "What?" Vincent replies trying to catch his breath. "I already think you're amazing, and beautiful, and that's enough for me." I chuckle softly and whipe a tear off my cheek. Vincent chuckled and lifted himself to sit up. Covering his scarred side with his hand. "How'd you get so kind?" They ask with a soft smile. "Truama probably." I joke.

Aside from this morning. This is the closest I had been to seeing Vincent's face. His non scarred side was a lot like Bo but there were definite differences. Vincent had the sweetest dimple and soft kind eyes. I found myself raising my hand to his face. Softly I brushed away a tear from their cheek. My simply skipped a beat as Vincent let me hold his face. My other hand raised to their own on the other side of their face. "Pretty." I sighed looking into his eye. I could feel his free hand hold my face in an ever so gentle way. My heart just wouldn't stop beating at warp speed as our two bodies melted into another hug. "Can I stay here tonight?" Vincent whispered softly into my ear. "Mhm." I hum in response, goofy grin plastered on my face.