astarlightkindagirl

[astarlightkindagirl]

✮⋆˙Guilty, Guilty, Pleasure ✮⋆˙ | Vi x Reader ✮⋆˙

Chapter 1

Hi! before we jump in I just want to state that this is my first fic that I've written in a while- so please be graceful! Im trying my best to get back into the swing of things but its a lot different than writing lyrics. Also this fic is very self indulgent because I cant find any long Vi fics!

You had never really been one for parties. Not that you were “not like the other girls.” Trust me, you enjoyed going out and being a freak just as much as the next person, but parties? It's not really your thing, which is why it was so confusing to be at a raging house party. They said it was a celebration of the football team's big win, but honestly, it was just an excuse to throw a rager. You kept yourself tucked into the corners, away from most people, and definitely away from the punch. You were really just here for your boyfriend, “celebrating” his win, and because you didn't want to deal with the argument that came later had you missed this “celebration”. From your corner, you could vaguely see him through the sliding glass doors of some poor sods house, but what told you even more that he was out there were the increasing chants of “chug! Chug! Chug!”, because why would a college frat boy be normal about anything including alcohol? 

Okay, maybe you were a little salty, just maybe. Just maybe you were a little annoyed that you'd been dragged along to some B-rate rager when you could've stayed home, gotten some assignments done, and overall could've had a very not-salty time. You could feel your face scrunch up, you can't really help it, but the longer you spend in that corner the more your face twists into one of “I wish to go home!” annoyance just twinging at your lips. 

That is until you feel somebody lean against the wall next to you, ripping you away from your less-than-content thoughts. Turning to look at them, you immediately recognized the pink-haired girl. You’d known Vi since senior year of high school, but you'd fallen out of touch since then, “Who's left you all alone starlight?” She asks with Sauve, and honestly, I bet it worked on other girls, other girls who didn't know Vi, “Who do you think?” You replied with a bite, annoyance ebbed into your tone of voice. Despite the dim lighting, you could actually get a good look at her- she was pretty, you'd never admit it but she was super pretty, messy freckles dotted her nose and cheeks, and from there you let your gaze followed the lines of her face to the scar on her lip, all her rough aspects came together to form an art piece. She smirked at your comment, “he doesnt seem like much of a boyfriend, you're standing here alone.” she reminded me with clear sarcasm, “an astute observation” I replied a bit annoyed, “don’t snap at me starlight, id never leave you here on your own” she replied with the same sauve, you hated to admit that caused butterflies in your stomach.  

Vi was the school's local lesbian fuckboy, if you wanted a good time you sought her out. It's a part of what pushed you away from her, her smirk widened at your lack of response, “you know, we could get out of here” She said, a dangerous glint in her eyes, one that made you curious, and worst of all, not saying no.