#thanks lily for the brainrot (<3) and hi kaili…im sorry ik we’re not mutuals but if felt wrong not to tag u since it was ur post 😭💓

[bfwonu]

[1:05 a.m.]

notes: inspired by @husbandhoshi’s tags under @hotgirlwonwoo’s post. [in the voice of jeonghan] yes i’m crazy…

tags: pining best friends, reader is drunk lol, food mentions throughout

you couldn’t stop looking at him, even if you wanted to.

he’s just so pretty. and you’re also pretty…drunk. you’re pretty drunk. but whether or not you were sober has never changed the fact that vernon chwe is a pretty, pretty man.

…best friends call each other pretty, right? vernon calls you pretty all the time.

your eyebrows involuntarily raise at your own internal ramble, taken aback by your drunken impulse. before your brain can further entertain that…dangerous train of thought, the sound of your name falling from his pretty, pretty lips pulls you out of your trance.

“sorry, i just- what did you want again? your usual?”

“mhm,” you hum distractedly with a nod, your eyes still transfixed on his silhouette against the bright taco bell drive-thru menu. “please.”

he smiles, positively endeared. “you got it.”

vernon turns to tell the very patient (and probably tired) drive-thru worker your order (black bean crunchwrap, 2 cinnabon delights, and a small baja blast) just as the song on his late night driving playlist changes. daniel caesar.

through drought and famine, natural disasters, my baby has been around for me…

you hum again in approval at the sweet bass melody flowing through the speakers of his car, subconsciously swaying to the music when the vehicle stops in front of the drive-thru window.

your baby, without a second thought, equates to vernon in your head. your baby is taking your drunk ass home from some poor excuse of a frat party, although you can’t say you expected much more from pi kappa phi.

your baby is so, very pretty, you think, as he hands you a warm bag of goodness.

“thank you,” you mumble, eyes nearly fluttering shut at the smell of hot tortillas and cinnamon. “send me a venmo request, please.”

vernon lets out an amused chuckle at both the trance the food has put you in, and at your drunk self wanting to pay him a whopping $7 back for some taco bell.

“it’s okay, babe, don’t worry about it,” he assures you, which only sends you into a fit of giggles. he’s your baby, and you’re his babe. “what?”

he’s laughing with you now, not because he’s in on the punchline but because he is just so, so in love with you— he would listen to your twinkling laugh all day if it were up to him.

you finally regain just enough of your composure to deepen the timbre of your voice to mock him, “thanks, babe.”

“oooh, i see how it is-“

“love you, babe…”

he takes pause at that one, laser-focused on the road. you’re stopped at a red light, he really doesn’t need to be focusing that hard (yes he does). your eyes are still on him; you didn’t say it to get a reaction out of him, but you’re pleased with the smile creeping onto his face anyway. the playful roll of his eyes. you love him, you’re sure of it.

if you’ve got someone you like (don’t you love when i come around?), feel something that’s right, somebody just tell somebody…

a dreamy sigh escapes your lips, head rolling slowly to face forward on the headrest. boy, do you ever, and you will. eventually.

a/n (edited): aaaa i hope u enjoyed!!! i went a lil extra crazy and made vernon’s night driving playlist if anyone would like to listen/check it out! <3

#vernon fluff #seventeen fanfic #hansol fluff #this was supposed to be vernon simping for YOU but my brain just started vomiting onto the screen. i’m not even kidding #thanks lily for the brainrot (<3) and hi kaili…im sorry ik we’re not mutuals but if felt wrong not to tag u since it was ur post 😭💓 #song is ‘get you’ by daniel caesar ft kali uchis btw!! excellent song #also yes that is my taco bell order </3 #my stuff