never written anything like this before so if i’ve completely fucked it up please tell me

having vi by your side constantly is definitely a perk… until she starts calling you nicknames and flustering you in public. she loves watching you nervously fidget with your fingers in an attempt to sign something back to her, but it always fails.

you’re selectively mute, so you use sign language to communicate, and occasionally your notebook, though it isn’t the most efficient for.. flirting.

you were laying leaning on vi’s side, scrolling on your phone as she did hers. you glanced over at vi’s screen for a second, catching her watching some random girl on tiktok. it didn’t bother you.. not consciously; atleast.

vi noticed the furrow in your brow and smirked. “you’re jealous, shortcake? come on. you know these girls ain’t got nothing on you, baby..”

sure. a normal sentence. if it weren’t for the nicknames. you blushed furiously, signing a sarcastic shut up as you looked back at your own phone, before hearing vi tut.

“mm-mm. come on, eyes on me, pretty girl.” vi smirked, knowing she’d get a reaction.