Request ⇾ Omg please do a Victor criss imagine where u guys are sorta together but he doesn’t want anyone to know so he won’t even look at her and like flirts w/ other people to cover for that but he starts to realise that it doesn’t bother her at all and he starts to like freak out????
Warnings ⇾ swearing, manipulation, hints at a blowjob??? y'all I’m sorry
A/N ⇾ I hope you like this as I’m not sure I captured Vic exactly how I wanted buut, I enjoyed writing for him and would like more bowers gang requests! so don’t be shy, I think they’re intriguing to write about!!
Victor Criss was a unique guy, to put it frank. He hardly ever spoke and when he did, it wasn’t much at that. He was quiet yet still had this flirtatious and cheeky side. Not everyone knew that, however. To the naked eye, people genuinely believed he was a mute. Apart from the disatisfactory grunts or snickers at innocent victims, he barely did speak. He barely spoke to anyone. Of course, with the exception of Y/N.
Y/N and Vic had been dating for a couple of weeks now, not that anyone besides the two even knew about it. It had something to do with the underlying fact that Victor didn’t want anyone to know. Y/N brushed it off, thinking it was because he didn’t want his venomous friends to know. Deep down, she considered the idea of him being embarrassed by her, but the soothing words he’d whisper to her late at night wiped that idea out of the question.
“Hey, baby.” Vic whispered as he snook into her bedroom.
“Hey.” She said with a short smile.
He climbed into bed with her.
“Yep. I’m fine.” She knew that he knew she was lying.
“C'mon, babe. Tell me what’s up?”
“Why don’t you want people to know about us? You’re not embarrassed of me, are you?”
The next few sentences he whispered against her neck, in between leaving wet kisses and hickeys all over her. She could feel his hot breath ooze all over her exposed skin, it was intoxicating and she wanted more.
“How could I be embarrassed of you, baby? You’re so gorgeous and sweet. And not to mention that body. You’re beautiful, baby. And you’re all mine.”
Y/N tried to ignore it and it was actually much easier than she thought, considering she wasn’t allowed to speak or even look at him while they were at school. Something about him not wanting the guys to catch on, so she did as she was told and neither looked or spoke to him during school hours.
The one thing that Y/N really did like about that whole arrangement, was, that he could flirt with whomever he chose. If she, however, even dared to look at another boy, Vic would make sure he would regret it. She once had a conversation in her chemistry class with her lab partner who, coincidentally, was a boy. The next day Y/N found out that Vic had got Henry and the rest of his goons to beat the living shit out of him. She honestly wondered how Vic convinced them to do it, albeit she presumed it didn’t take much. They were all assholes, she knew that. So while she was suffering he was nonchalantly throwing his arm around another girls shoulder, or placing his small hand on the bottom of her back. He never outright kissed any other girl, or asked her out, which is why he kept on getting away with it. It, technically, wasn’t cheating. He knew this and that’s why he would continue to do it because he knew Y/N would never call him out on it.
Victor had never really meant to fall into the cycle of playing with Y/N’s heart, he really liked spending time with her, and Y/N had ever meant to get caught in his trap. They never meant to do a lot of things, yet they still did them.
According to Henry, the best way to keep a girl on your arm was to play with her heart and Vic wanted more than anything to keep Y/N. He just didn’t want everyone knowing about their relationship. It seemed weird, he knew that and he couldn’t describe why he did to her what he did. He just kept on doing it…
That was, until one day, when he purposely tried to make Y/N jealous. He was standing by some girl, who he didn’t know the name of, and her locker. She whispered something in his ear and he smirked and began kissing her neck, leaving little trails all over her tainted skin. He wasn’t doing this because he wanted to get in her pants, the contrary actually. He wanted to make Y/N jealous. He wanted her to admit that she didn’t like seeing him with other girls. This way, he would believe he had all of the control in the relationship, which was another thing Henry had advised him to do if he ever did get into a relationship. Except, Y/N wasn’t going to fall into his little trap this time. She was better than that, if she acted like she didn’t care then maybe he would stop playing his little game? Maybe, they would finally be able to go public with their relationship, and maybe she would finally be able to enjoy school once again. So she ignored him, she laughed at her friends jokes and even contributed to the crude things they were saying. She even waved back at a boy in her geometry class, she knew that would get his attention. And so it did. Victor was so surprised he stopped leaving sloppy, meaningless kisses all over the girls neck and began pushing her away from him. From the other side of the corridor Henry, Belch and Patrick could not believe their eyes. What was he doing? Did he not want to get laid later, like they thought he did every other day? Why was he throwing away such an easy target? Victor ignored their confused and slightly angry reactions and stormed off in the other direction.
“The fuck was all that about, huh Y/N?”
She simply chose to ignore him, knowing she’d gotten what she wanted, and plastered on a sickly sweet smile, “What do you mean, Vic?” Her doe eyed expression mixed with her slight head tilt - intended to make her look more innocent - only infuriated him more.
“You know fine well what I mean.”
“No, I really don’t. But, by the way Vic, Debbie from chemistry said she’s really looking forward to seeing you later and was real confused as to why you ran off earlier in the corridor. I, personally, am real confused too. Why did you storm off in such a huff, Criss?”
He was stunned. When did she grow balls enough to make her stand up to him? He was also impressed by it and it was evident by the evergrowing tent in his trousers.
“Alright, Y/L/N, you got me. I like you a lot. I don’t want you to be waving or talking to any other guys. You’re mine, Y/N.”
He rushed over and engulfed her in a messy and forceful kiss. She quickly pushed him away.
“Sorry, Vic, but you can’t just do that. You have to agree to go public, or I’m sorry, but I’m going to stop whatever this little thing between us is. Your choice.”
“Fine, we’ll go public if you do something for me in return, we got a deal?” He said motioning to his trousers.
“Yes, i believe we do.”