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“Keep Quiet!” – Vinnie Hacker x Reader

SUMMARY: When your friends want to play hide and seek at an abandoned hospital, your friends don’t have to convince you. Vinnie on the other hand is not as eager as you. However, you help him ease his nerves.

In other words: Sex in an abandoned hospital while you are playing hide and seek with your friends.

WARNINGS: smut ➔ unprotected sex, vaginal sex, some dirty talk, praise kink, cockblocking, cockwarming; language; mention of death; English is not my first language.

WORD COUNT: around 2,000.

“KEEP QUIET!”

You weren’t necessarily an easily scared girl. You loved horror movies and enjoyed playing horror games. So when one of your friends shot you a message asking if you want to explore some abandoned building, you were overjoyed, which couldn’t have been said about Vinnie.

“The others want to meet up,” you stated as you get up from his bed and strolled closer to his wardrobe, “at the old hospital.”

“That’s cool,” he hummed, his eyes still fixated on some TV show about cars. “Do you want me to take you?”

“Yeah,” you answered before fishing out a black t-shirt and threw it against his chest, “I mean you are invited too.”

“No thanks.” The words casually slipped from his lips as he cast a short glance at your features. A frown was sitting on your mouth.

“Please, Vinnie,” you begged before pressing a short kiss against his neck, slightly sucking on the sensitive skin. His breaths became heavier as he tried to hold back a moan. “It would mean a lot to me.”

“No, babe.” He wasn’t giving in, he learned his lesson the first time. “We were almost caught the last time... and fuck, I don’t wanna get possessed by some ghost.”

“Vin, you’re twenty. Are you really gonna be afraid of some spirits?” you asked with raised eyebrows, a teasing grin appearing on your face.

“Fuck you, I’m not afraid,” he huffed as he pulled the shirt over his head, letting it fall against his heated skin. “But if I get possessed that’s on ya.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can we go now?” you hurried him before grabbing your bag and his personal belongings.

“Yeah,” he nodded, “I just need my license.”

“It’s right here.” You hold his wallet up, slightly shaking it. He gently grabbed and slipped it into his jeans’ pocket before turning to face you.

“Let’s leave then.”

𓆩♡𓆪 • 𓆩♡𓆪 • 𓆩♡𓆪

The gravel loudly crunched under your sneakers as you got closer to the old hospital. Your friends were already there, their figures illuminated by the dim light of the phone screens.

Vinnie’s hand was tightly hugging your waist as you kept walking at a steady pace. It was quiet, only the distant voices of your friends could be heard. The silence was eerie, and you were wondering if it was really as good an idea as you thought.

The phone’s vibration snapped you out of your mind. You quickly reached into your purse, your boyfriend’s fingers still grasping onto the thin fabric of your tee as you accepted the call.

“Are you coming or not, babes?” Laila’s high-pitched voice welcomed you from the other side.

“I’m already here,” you answered.

“Oh, that’s you and lover boy in the distance?” she playfully questioned, a short chuckle following her words.

“Yep.”

“Thank God, I was afraid that we have to run again.”

“Didn’t you say that there’s no security?” you asked, your voice filling with dread. Maybe Vinnie was right and hanging out in an abandoned building wasn’t the right idea.

“There isn’t,” she started, “but you can never know.”

Her answer didn’t ease your nerves.

“Anyway, see ya soon.”

“Yeah, bye.”

The line went silent before you locked your phone and slipped it back into your purse. Not long after the call, you reached your friends, earning a bunch of ‘hellos’ and ‘heys’.

“Can we go in now? I’m getting rather cold,” Laila asked impatiently as she rubbed her arms.

“I told you to wear a t-shirt, not a tank top,” her boyfriend reminded her as he glanced at her, slightly judging his girlfriend’s clothing choices.

“Whatever,” she murmured with a slight scoff on her lips. “Can we go in now?”

“Actually, what do you guys want to do inside?” Vinnie’s question came.

“I don’t know... play hide and seek, truth or dare or explore,” Vivian shrugged her shoulders.

“Vivian, we are not a bunch of fucking ten-years-old. We are not gonna play hide and seek,” Martin remarked. His twin sister’s cheeks heated up due to her brother’s scolding.

“Then let’s raise the risks. The first one to be found will have to spend an hour in the morgue...” Laila suggested.

“That’s not so bad,” Carl cut in.

“...without a phone and alone.”

“Yeah, no thank you,” Vinnie remarked and turned around, ready to leave. He wasn’t in the mood to hide in a creepy, abandoned hospital where hundreds of people could have died. It was the reason why it was shut down after all. There were too many suspicious deaths and missing patients who were never found until this day.

“Vin, please. We can hide together, can’t we?” you asked your friends, your eyes pleading them to say yes.

“Yeah, sure. Why not?” One of the boys agreed.

“Fuck, alright. Let’s get this over with.”

Carl was the first one to step into the old building with his girlfriend beside him, and then the twins followed them, leaving you and Vinnie the last ones to get inside.

“So, are there any rules?” Your question softly echoed through the room.

“Seeker waits a minute before starts looking for the hiders. The basement is off hands,” Laila explained. “I’m not in the mood to go down into the morgue just yet.”

“Me neither... Who is gonna be the seeker?” Martin inquired.

“Me,” Vivian was quick to grasp onto the opportunity not to have to hide alone in a dusty room.

“Alright then. The one minute starts now.”

While the others mostly went in the same direction, you and your boyfriend made your way up to the second floor before finding a hiding place behind a hospital bed.

You slowly sat down, pulling Vinnie with you as you got more comfortable on the concreted floor.

“You okay?” you asked as you leaned against his shoulder and pressed a soft kiss to it.

“Yes, I’m just a little nervous,” he awkwardly chuckled as he played with his fingers.

“Well, I have a few ideas to help you ease your nerves,” you teased him as you grabbed the hem of your panties before pulling them down and tucking them into his jean’s pocket.

“What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” you mischievously asked, a sly grin making its way onto your lips.

“I’m not fucking you, babe. No way. What if somebody is watching us?”

“I thought you were into that... and it’s not like somebody is actually here.”

You straddled his thighs before you soft sucked on his neck, the sensitive skin turning red under your lips. A soft groan left his mouth as he grabbed onto your waist, his fingers gripping onto your flesh.

Your hands wandered to his pants before you pulled his zipper down, his white boxers peeking out from the dark fabric. Your digits sneaked inside and softly grabbed onto his shafts. You could feel his growing erection as you kept caressing it. Soft moans and whines left his lips as you rubbed against his thigh, your wetness damping the material.

“Fuck, babe. You are so fucking hot. Rubbing against me like a damn kitten. I wanna see you cum on my thigh.”

“I don’t think I can go on for that long without you fucking me,” you whispered into his ears before you took your shirt off and let it fall onto the concrete floor. “I want you to touch me.”

“Does my kitten want me to touch her?”

You only nodded which gave Vinnie the permission, he so desperately wanted.

His touch cooled down your heated skin as he played with your breasts. His hands gently kneaded the tissue, earning small cries from you.

“Your tits are fucking perfect, babe.”

Your nipples hardened with every stroke of his fingers.

“I want you inside me, Vinnie,” you whined as you pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock. You lined yourself against his shaft and carefully descended down his length. Your arms found a resting place around his neck, steadying yourself in his lap.

A soft hiss left your lips as your walls stretched. The burning sensation slowly died down as Vinnie’s grip on your waist guided your movements.

“Fuck, Vinnie. You make me feel so fucking good,” you whined into his ear. A groan escaped from his throat at your needy sobs, his Adam’s apple slightly moving up and down. One of his hands sneaked down to your clit, his thumb gently drawing circles on it.

“You are so fucking hot when you are riding me, babe,” he hummed softly, his voice barely audible. “I lo –.”

His words died down as he felt your body tense. He knew you enough to know that it wasn’t because you were close to cum.

“Vivian is here,” you noted. He took a glance at the entrance as the flashlight peeked through the gap between the door and the wall. “What should we do?”

You were nervous. What if Vivian found you like this? Half naked while you were riding your boyfriend.

It was your idea to have sex, but fuck, you didn’t really think this through...

“Just keep quiet, alright?” he whispered, “It’s gonna be fine. She’ll leave...”

You did as Vinnie asked and kept quiet. However, once you heard Vivian’s footsteps close to your hiding stop, your body tensed once again and your pussy tightened around his dick. A low hiss left his lips at the sudden feeling.

“Stop moving, babe,” he winced before his hands grabbed onto your hips, keeping you in one place.

“Sorry,” you muttered.

Vivian was close to the door, you were sure of it. You didn’t dare to open your eyes, not even when you could hear the creaking of the floor. You just hoped that your shadows weren’t going to betray you.

“Is somebody here?” Her high-pitched voice filled the room as she scanned her surroundings.

You were sure you were fucked, until a loud bang hit your and seemingly her ears. She quickly left the room in search of the source of the noise.

“Fuck, it was close,” Vinnie sighed as he caressed your cheeks, a tear meeting with his finger. “What’s wrong, babe?”

“Nothing,” you answered as you swept the salty drops away from your eyes. “I was just fucking nervous...”

“Well, it was your idea to fuck,” he reminded you cheekily.

“Yeah, turns out I don’t like the thrill of it as much as I thought I would,” you explained. “I’m sorry about it.”

“It’s fine. I actually liked it. It was quite hot,” he smiled at you.

“Could we stay like this? I don’t really feel like continuing it,” you confessed as you let your head fall against his chest.

“Yeah, sure.”

His hands hugged you around, pulling you even closer to his body. His heartbeat was like a lullaby to you, slowly lulling you to sleep. His fingers caressed your hair as his lips met your forehead from time to time.

“You feel so cozy around me,” he muttered, his hot breath sending pleasant shivers down your spine. “So warm. You fit me just perfect.”

The warmness that bloomed in your stomach, spread through your whole body. You were getting aroused again. His praises always had this effect on you. He knew what to say and how to say... he knew you way too well.

“And you feel so good inside me, Vinnie,” you moaned before kissing his lips. “Filling me all the way.”

“Fuck, babe, keep talking like that and I might just cum inside you.”

“Hmmm...”

The vibrating off your phone made you glance at your back, a frustrated sigh leaving your lungs. You reached for your bag and fished out your phone. You left Vinnie’s lap with a soft whine before accepting the call.

“Where are you, babe?” Laila’s voice rung out from the speakers.

“In the hospital?!” you answered slowly, not sure why she asked.

“Are you guys fucking?” she chuckled slyly. Heat rose to your cheeks as you realised that your friends were probably around her. “You freaky girl. Couldn’t wait for us to get here, huh?”

“No, what the fuck, no,” you quickly responded, only realising what she said seconds later, “Wait, what do you mean?”

“I don’t understand...”

“Did you guys just get here?” you questioned warily. This whole situation was getting freaky.

“Yeah, I mean it’s just still me and Carl... Vivian can’t come though, she got sick,” she explained.

Your head was spinning. You just fucking saw everybody an hour before, and now apparently, Vivian was sick at home.

“Laila, please, tell me you are lying to me,” you pleaded, hoping she would confess and say she was just fucking with you.

“I’m not lying, babe,” she claimed. “Are you okay?”

“Fuck, no, I’m not,” you cried out, “We came in together guys, we played hide and seek and Vivian was the seeker. You even call –, Laila, are you here? Laila?”

The line went silent and you dropped your phone back into your purse before standing up.

“We need to leave, Vinnie,” you uttered.

You quickly tug your shirt on while your boyfriend pulled his boxers and trousers on. Once you were both dressed, you grabbed his hand, leading him out of the cursed hospital room.

“What’s going on?” he asked as you descended the stars, your fingers still interwined.

“I don’t fucking know, but we need to leave,” you breathed out, the air slowly leaving your lungs. “Something’s not right.”

You hastily reached the door with Vinnie close in your heels. You turned the knob, yet it didn’t nugde. You tried it one more time, and still nothing, it was stuck.

“We are trapped, Vinnie.”

“Babe, Vinnie,” your friend’s words filled the hallway. You looked around, searching the hospital in the hazy moonlight when you caught a glimpse of her brown hair in the open window. “You can come out of here.”

You get to the window before Vinnie helped you out with Carl’s help. Your boyfriend followed your movements and finally left the creepy building.

“Are you guys okay? I tried to call you back, but it kept taking me to voicemail,” she started and stole a glance at your naked arms. “What happened to you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Your body, it’s full of scratches and Vinnie’s too.”

What the fuck had just happen?

NOTE: this fic was inspired by an asmr, but fuck, I can’t find it. I totally forget the name of the YT channel. If I ever come across it, I will be sure to drop the link for you guys.

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Can you plz do a fic where vinnie and y/n hate each other. Y/n gets in a fight with someone in the hype house(maybe Mia) and expects vinnie to be on miss side but he’s on her side. ❤️❤️❤️

𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗱

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!enemy!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: sometimes, arguments can bring out sides of people that you never even knew existed..

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, arguing/fighting, vinnie being a dick but also being somewhat sweet

𝗔/𝗡: this one is short yet it took me a while to finish, but i hope you enjoy! thank you for being so patient.

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everything was always competitive between you and vinnie and no one really understood why.

from the moment you first joined the hype house, he was distant. the last one to talk to you and the first one to leave the room and go back to his video games— but you assumed that was just how he was. as time went on, you began to realize that he just didn’t seem to like you,

and that pissed you off.

you were always a people pleaser, and while you were totally fine having someone dislike you, you needed to have an explanation as to why in order to move on. you pulled other members of the hype house to the side and individually asked them if they knew how vinnie felt about you and to your dismay, they didn’t know. you were quite shy and didn’t wanna push it so you never made any real efforts to get to know the guy, but you never excluded him the way he excluded you.

it was stupid shit too, like holding the door for everyone else but letting it close on you, and insisting on using the living room tv right when you were about to, or even taking too long in the shower knowing that you were waiting on the other side of the door. but stupid or not, it all added up and you became sick of it.

asking everyone about vinnie had led the house to believe that you were crushing on him, and being oblivious to this, you’d always be confused when you’d walk in on a conversation with the others and they’d all drop their words and become peaceful. vinnie had no idea that they thought this, and never really spoke to them about you in the first place.

you were the two individuals in the house. he’d be in his room gaming and you’d be in yours on instagram live. you liked it that way and had no intentions of changing it— but being in a constant feud with the boy for reasons unknown, was definitely impractical and you could tell that it made the others in the house uncomfortable. after living there for four months, you’d still just send him death glares from across the room and he’s mirror your actions.

you began to hate him for hating you, and the two of you became enemies.

“yo, vin! toss me that?” thomas called out, making vinnie throw a water bottle in his direction, not even waiting for you to move.

shrieking, you quickly slid out of the way, the water bottle missing you by mere centimeters.

“my bad.” vinnie chuckled.

“nice aim.” thomas joked, picking up the water bottle that had dropped to the floor.

“wasn’t aiming for you.” vinnie smirked, walking by you without even giving you a second glance and keeping his gaze on his phone. rolling your eyes, you stopped him once you saw the towel he was holding in his hand.

“hey, use the other shower!” you chased after him, your socks pounding against the stairs as you heard the familiar giggle escape the boys mouth.

“VINCENT!” you shouted, slamming your palms against the locked bathroom door. “why don’t you use the other shower?!”

“i like this one better!” he called out, the amusement seeping out from his voice and under the crack of the door. “you use the other one!”

“i can’t! all my stuff is in this one!” you whined, knowing that he was fucking with you and didn’t care about what showed he used.

“what stuff? oh this… lavender body wash?” he read out the label on the bottle, using his other hand to turn the dial to the shower.

“DON’T TOUCH THAT, THAT’S MINE!”

“hmmm, i don’t know y/n! i like lavender!” he smirked, taking his clothes off and getting into the shower.

“fucking dick…” you mumbled, walking back to your room and deciding to just scroll through tiktok while you waited for your annoying roomate to finish.

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wiping the smoggy mirror with a towel, vinnie looked himself over before emerging from the bathroom. he was met with the sound of two girls arguing. walking down the hallway with his towel hanging on his hips, he ruffled his hair as he made his way towards the sound.

“mia, that’s my fucking perfume. do you know how expensive that was?!”

“y/n, you live in the hype house! don’t even act like it’s a lot of money.” mia rolled her eyes, standing over you as you sat on the bed, your favorite perfume in your hand. “it’s marc jacobs, it’s not that expensive.”

“it’s not even about that! it’s disrespectful and i’ve been looking all over for it!” you fumed, rubbing your temples as you put the bottle down on the floor. “you literally rummaged through my room and took one of my things without asking and kept it with you for two weeks and you don’t see a problem with this?!”

“no, y/n! we live together, the guys borrow each other’s things all the time.”

“so?! don’t assume that i’m okay with it just because everyone else is! you went through my personal belongings!”

“you’re so overreacting.” mia slouched over, facepalming and ignoring everything that you were saying.

“really?! fucking ask anyone, mia. it’s plain disrespectful.”

“okay, i will!”

vinnie heard mia’s movement and quickly skipped by the room, hoping she wouldn’t see him and catch him eavesdropping— but of course— she did.

“hey, vinnie!” tapping him on the shoulder, y/n groaned.

“yeah?” the boy turned, acting as if he had no idea what was about to happen.

“come here for a second, i need you to prove my point.” mia touched his arm and led him into your bedroom, you groaning at the boys presence. “is it completely normal to borrow things from your roommates?”

“you’re just asking him because you know he disagrees with everything i say!” vinnie looked between the two girls, seeing your distress in your eyes and for the first time, not feeling that satisfaction that he felt when he caused it.

you were his to stress out, not mia’s.

“actually, mia, i think y/n is right.”

your expression dropped and mia swung her head back to face him, seeing whether he was just joking. vinnie kept his expression flat and tried his best to ignore your gaze burning holes in him.

“you can’t be serious?”

“no, really. as much as it pains me, i think she’s right. you should have asked first.” he gulped, pursing his lips together. you tried your best to ignore those signature tattoos that scattered his abs and balled your hands into fists. “plus, y/n is nice so i’m sure she would have shared if you just asked.”

mia scoffed before turning back to face you. “fine. i’m sorry, you were right. i won’t take anything from you anymore.”

not even giving you time to reply, she stomped out of the room, leaving you and vinnie alone. a moment of silence passed before vinnie awkwardly excused himself.

“wait!” you called out, seeing him peer around the doorframe of your room.

“yeah?”

“thanks….”

“don’t kid yourself, y/n. you’re still my least favorite in the house.” he lied through his teeth, walking away and into his room.

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#loving the drama way too much #haha #fic rec: vinnie hacker

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