#veneer being emotional 😨

[firstemcee]

”So, what’s really on your mind?”

Veneer x Male!Hip-Hop/Rap artist!Reader(can be read as female or gn, i jus feel like they’re male leaning. uses amab pronouns(?) or labels.)

Warnings: discussion of abusive (platonic)relationships. Reader is written to talk like how I do. No use of y/n.

wc: 822

Part 1 — Part 2 (you’re here)—

Summary: An evening stroll in a familiar park leads to running into a pop-star you’ve met before. Who knew he had so much to get off of his chest? Veneer can feel himself growing more and more fond of you as time passes.

As promised, this part focuses more on Veneer. THANK YOU SO MUCH TO THE PEOPLE WHO HELPED ME!!! 😭🫶🏽 @miralunawritez @lexischococoveredblueberries @nym-blogs @alldoll3dup

The sun, dipping below the horizon, cast rays of golden light throughout the park. You found yourself walking through the simple space, the rhythmic beats of your favorite tracks in your ears as you admired the scenery(On A Clear Day - Oliver Hart a suggestion of a song i personally really like). The park was like an escape from the chaos of the world, one of the places where you could unwind and enjoy the simple pleasures.

As you made your way along the gravel trail, you spotted a familiar figure seated on a bench. Veneer sat casually, the ‘disguise hoodie’ he wore catching the last rays of sunlight. His green lips curved into a smile as he noticed you approaching. “Hm. What’s he doing here?”

"Well, if it isn't the master of rhymes…" Veneer greeted, his voice dripping with lingering confidence from the stage. You chuckled at the title, taking a seat beside him on the bench. The various animals and sounds of the earth did well to hide the awkward silence.

"Didn't expect to see you here," you remarked, sipping on a can of cola you had brought along. Veneer raised an eyebrow, tilting his body towards your sitting figure. "Honey, I'm everywhere. It's practically a public service."

The conversation flowed smoothly as you discussed everything from music to the downsides of fame. Veneer, used to having to entertain, shared anecdotes about his various encounters, sprinkling humor into every sentence. Your easygoing demeanor complemented his flamboyant one, creating a simple yet sweet dynamic.

As the laughter and jokes continued, a subtle shift occurred. Veneer, usually guarded behind his confident persona, seemed…contemplative. The playful shimmer in his eyes just seemed to dampen as he gazed into the distance. You couldn't help but notice, having looked into his interviews and content on your own time well enough to analyze his personality.

"So, what's really on your mind?" you asked, your typically laid-back demeanor taking on a more concerned tone. Veneer let out a sigh and his shoulders slumped just a bit. "You're perceptive, aren't you?" he mused, his usual smugness replaced by vulnerability as his elbow rested on his knee and his chin in his palm.

As the park settled into a dark evening, Veneer began to unravel the layers beneath the persona he’s built up over some time. He spoke about his sister, the abusive relationship hidden behind the scenes. His words made an image of a desperate desire to keep her happy at the cost of his own well-being.

Of course, all while keeping their secret safe. Out of all the things he would tell you, that would never escape his lips.

You listened intently, the usual humor you displayed simply fading from your expression. Veneer's eyes, usually vibrant with confidence, now held a mixture of sadness and frustration. Like they were dull. "Nobody should be treated like that, man." you said, your voice firm. Veneer, for a moment, looked like he had expected harsh judgment but found understanding instead. When he looked over at you, he seemed almost defeated.

"Yeah, well, it's complicated. I just want her to be happy, you know? It's like… an unbreakable loop," Veneer confessed, his hands now resting in his lap idly. You shook your head, the sympathy in your personality seeping through. "Nah, that's messed up. You can't be sacrificing yourself like that."

The park's peace held heavy silence as Veneer processed your words. He appreciated the genuine concern, the rare moment of someone seeing beyond the thrill of meeting a popstar or the basic ten questions. "You're…cool, you know?" he admitted, a hint of admiration in his gaze.

You chuckled, trying to bring back the familiar lightness to the conversation. "I mean, I did grow up spitting rhymes in my parent's basement. Not everyone's journey involves an illegal pet monkey." Veneer laughed, the sound surprisingly genuine in comparison to what you’ve seen online. "Yeah, yeah... I guess we all have our unique paths."

The night carried on with shared experiences, personal confessions, and a newfound friendship that went far beyond the simple facts of fame and struggles. Veneer, once confined to the glossy pages of tabloids, found relief in the unfiltered authenticity of the park conversation.

As the moon arose in the night sky, casting a soft glow on your faces, Veneer couldn't deny the growing crush that had taken root. It wasn't just about the rhymes or the laid-back charm. It was the person behind the vinyl, the one who saw him beyond the carefully constructed exterior.

The park, where you found each other once again, became almost like a sacred spot for shared confessions and the beginning of an unexpected connection. The world might know Veneer as the overnight sensation alongside his sister, but in that secluded area, he was just another person seeking understanding, finding comfort in the company of someone who saw him beyond the stage lights.

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