On My Heart (On My Block fan fiction)

Strange Encounter: Vincent's P.O.V

I wake early way too early. I usually sleep in but I could feel it.. my anxiety. I go outside with a joint in my hand and a lighter in the other I am wearing my black wife beater and old almost ruined pj bottoms. But I see him shirtless and working off some stress and by that I mean jerking one off in his shed. I get my government issued binoculars and watch me a free show through his shed window. I know I already seen and have a recording of my first show. But something about this early morning show is different. Much more animalistic.

-Hours later-

I've been watching him for hours just working out what's left of his sexual tension he had pent up inside. I also haven't even lit my joint watching him "work out" was much more.. relaxing.  He got up and started heading for the water hose. No doubt to get a drink and to wet his amazingly toned and some what tanned body.

I watched as he took a long slurping drink from it then continued to wet his body. Starting with my head bent over running the water over his shaved head. I watched as water dropped down his abs. For this one I light my joint. Then he started to rub his abs and chest as water splashed everywhere. I think he even let out a moan.

Then I hear him take a hard sniff. Probably smelling my weed. Guess I just gave myself away to the enemy. Oops.

"Yo, whoever smoking that shit better stop. I gotta check in with my parole officer tomorrow and I don't need that shit in my system.",  he yell at the people inside the house.

"Oh sorry.", I say groggily ," I smoke to relax and keep my anxiety at bay."

He smirks a little.

The smirk leaves his face making me a bit sad. I am now leaning on the fence taking a drag on my joint. My hair combed back still held by my favorite gel. I raise my eyebrows questioningly he has been staring at me creepily.

"Vincent was it?", he ask me. I nod.

"How long you've been standing there? How early have you've been awake? What time where you out here?", he ask suspiciously while his eyes narrow.

I chuckles... A tired chuckle.

"My... so many questions.",my voice becomes hoarse ," what's the matter? Afraid I'll see something... private?" I says while my eyes momentarily dart down to his junk.

He smirk.

"So does your dad know you smoke?", he ask my annoyingly.

I pretends to look around us to make sure no one is listening. "I'll tell you a secret", I motion for him to come closer, he try's a few steps still leaving less then 10 ft between us, I rolls my eyes and chuckled and motioned more hurriedly for him to get closer soon he is standing right in front of me,"My dad does know that I'm smoking pot because... he is my dealer."

He starts laughing. A weird maniacal laugh. I chuckle awkwardly. Then he steps way to close for comfort and looks at me weirdly. Almost in kissing distance and oh did my heart pitter-patter fast and hard but... to him I am an underaged minor that he seemingly wants to bang.

His hands reaches him to my face but instead of letting him seduce me. I give him a weird look and take a drag of my joint and blow it in his face. He immediately backs up and is using his hand as a fan. He looks at me angrily. Yet I just saved him from making a mistake.

"VINNY!", I hear my "dad" calling," Where are you?". Oscar just looks at me and I shrug.

"This has been... interesting but my dad is calling me so til next time", I say and fast walk back inside.

Once inside I yell back to my dad and then immediately go back to my room and take a shower. To get ready for the day even though it's around noon.

- An hour later-

We are now on our way to the city to finish some paper work at a branch of our agency here. Usually long and boring paperwork. I've been doing so much back at my old office. Being on this mission made me forget about it all.

It's just some minor paperwork and signing into our new building and office. We won't be here much but we still need an office to go to. Plus it will serve as a "place of work" for my "dad". He is going to be a construction business owner and this will be his office.

But of course he will barely be here. He'll probably just call himself a work at home dad mostly to spy on our targets. He will work the "Adult" angles and I'll work the teen angle.

We walk into the building and immediately I hear a familiar laugh. Conner. Looks like he is transfer to be of help for us. Which I am happy for he can really help me and he looks like he can play a teen also. I can really use the support my handler is ok but I need a friend. Not a coworker who is licensed not only as an agent who can kill but also as a therapist. Which is always annoying.

My face lights up as I make a beeline for my friend. He's getting chummy with a few unfamiliar people. It's odd for him to be this way so soon.

"Conner!", I accidentally scream at him while fast walking towards him. He looks at me dismissively and gives a short smile. The other agents look at me probably already judging me and seizing me up. The look away unimpressed.

"Conner, hey I didn't know you got sent here too. What are you my support agents?" I ask happily. He looks at me kind of angry and irked.

"Conner what is wrong?", I ask a little surprised.

"Follow me to your new office", he says in a mad tone. I follow him all they way upstairs to my office.

———-Authors note——

In light of S2 I have become reinvigorated to write more. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and sorry I haven't been posting. Blame my depression and lack of proper coping skills 😜
More to come I hope.