vinnie hacker one shots

tw: depression

vinnie's been in a rough spot mentally for the past 2 weeks. he streams and posts but he looks drained. i know it has to do with his family- he misses them a butt ton. it's gotten worse within the past week though. he hasn't showered, eaten a normal meal or left his room. he just scrolls on his phone, streams, and sleeps. i don't know what to do except be there for him while also allowing him to have space. i bring him snacks and just sit with him. he always locks his fingers with mine and lets his head rest in my lap. normally, it's the other way around. i take a deep breath and sit up from where i was leaning against him.

"vin?"

"hm?" he responds still zoned out.

"do you need me to do anything?"

he sits up and says, "no, y/n. just stay with me."

i nod and we both lay back down, facing each other. he brings one of his hands to my cheek and rubs his thumb across it.

"y/n you've done more than enough. you've respected my personal space over the past two weeks, you've given me comfort when i need it, but i just don't have much motivation to do anything. i want to go hang out with my friends and skate, i want to bring you out on cute dates by i just can't."

with the last word, vin's voice cracks and i see his eyes well up.

"hey, c'mere." i say, opening my arms. vinnie starts crying and i just run my fingers through his hair and rub his back.

"i'm sorry. i shouldn't be crying. i'm the one whose been ignoring you."

i shake my head and say, "no, you don't need to apologize for anything. you aren't feeling your best and that's okay. i'm glad you feel comfortable enough to tell me that you aren't feeling your best but you don't owe me an explanation. you love your family and you miss them."

vin looks up at me and says, " i really do."

i nod and he leans back into my chest.

"hey, do you wanna fly to seattle tonight ?"

he sits up suddenly and asks, "you'd do that for me?"

i smile and reply, "i love you so i'd do anything for you to feel better."

he smiles and pushes his lips against mine aggressively. he pushes me down into the bed and my hands tangle in the curls near the nape of his neck. his arm makes it's way over my leg and up my thigh before we stop for breath.

"i love you too y/n."

i smile and sit up. "let's pack and get ready."

he sits up and looks back at me smiling before heading into the bathroom.

hey y'all. i know that this isn't the most realistic situation and that everyone suffers from depression differently. just know that you should talk to someone and if you don't think there's anyone in your life to talk to, my inbox is open.

i need to focus on my own mental health as well but i will respond to messages. i love you and you are a wonderful person that deserves a happy life.

❤️ KJ