Mafia; Vernon x Reader

Chapter 1

You sighed, closing your notebook as class ended. This was your last class of the day and you were tired as hell. The only thing you enjoyed about that class was a certain eye candy. He would usually sit in the back of the class. You had my eye on him for a while now. You never had a conversation with him though, almost certain that you would fuck it up somehow. You knew what his name was because you had asked a friend about him, she said something like he was shady or something but she calls everything shady so you didn't entirely believe that it was true. Moving on, you walked out of class and made your way home. It was a Friday and your friend Bel had invited you to go out partying with her. I mean why not? You got home and sat around eating gross homemade nachos and watching Rick and Morty for a while until it came around time to get ready. You washed your face, and then put on a tight black dress. Look at me, living the double life, being a lazy ass and a party animal, (woo! go me). You slapped my ass whilst admiring it in the mirror before you moved on to my makeup and hair. Eventually you looked decent enough and asked your friend for directions. She said it was near your house so you walked, not like you couldn't go by car anyways because you don't have one.
cough
you're broke
cough
You put on some pumps and a large black fur coat and headed out the door. You took out your phone and put in the location into the GPS and followed it. Eventually you got there and in big flashing lights it displayed the name of the place. You showed ID and headed your way in. You looked around for Bel and her hoe friends for a bit and when you couldn't find them you sat down on a barstool and asked the bartender for a martini. You waited for about thirty minutes and they were still nowhere to be seen. About a few more hours and you were wasted. And you-
You're not a happy drunk or an angry drunk or anything like that, you're a sad drunk.
Without much will left, you made your way to the exit. You pushed the door open and resisted tears as you left. All of a sudden you were like.
Ramen? Ramen
So you made your way to a convenience store and bought some ramen. You stumbled up to the counter and said hi to the cashier, a frown on your face. His name tag said "Minghao" on it. You bought the ramen and cooked it. After it was done cooking you picked it up and left the convenience store, pushing the door open and making big steps as you left. Continuing to walk home, gently weeping as you slumped.
thump
You bumped into someone
You sobbed
"I'm so sorry I was just walking home and I-" You slurred
You looked at him.
wtf the fuck
Vernon?
What was Vernon doing here in, wait where were were you? An alleyway apparently. You don't remember going this way before. He had one arm pinning some guy to a wall and the other was holding a knife to his throat. You stepped back, only to fall down, and then to rip your dress right in the ass area. What else could go wrong?
Vernon got distracted and the guy got away.
He turned around and then back to you and his face boiled up as if he was the most angry he had ever been in his life, but how would you know, he could have been angrier once.