emovampboy | For Reeve

When it came to use of his phone, Vincent was very much like Cloud. He left it on, received messages and listened to or read them, but quite rarely responded. The few times he did respond tended to be if he deemed an actual answer to be required, or when from time to time Marlene got hold of Cloud or Tifa's phone and contacted him. Since it was so rare for her to do so, he always took it as a good thing to answer.

Which meant he had answered when she called him a few days after a message from Tifa asking him to come to a party for the girl, which he had ignored; his first mistake. Once answered, the girl had spent several minutes speaking to him, until suddenly springing the question of if he were coming to her party and making it quite impossible for him to really say no without seeming like a total heel, and so he agreed to go; his second mistake. And then he had made his third mistake - actually going.

At first, it really wouldn't have seemed to have been a bad idea. He knew everyone who was invited, how they acted around one another, and that Tifa would keep the whole group from going completely crazy over the course of the night, but he had not expected having to assist in breaking up one of Cloud and Barrett's squabbles when the woman had to leave for a short time to fetch something, and honestly he was glad that Reeve was invited and could help diffuse the situation with; especially when Yuffie and a very unhelpful Cid decided it would be a great idea to bet on who would win if they actually took to fistacuffs over whatever stupid thing it was this time which set them off.

All of this had left him rather done with company, and as soon as Tifa was back to be the adult in the situation, he'd snuck outside for some relative peace and quiet.

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emovampboy

"You really are a work-a-holic."

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plate_builder

"My work is all I have," Reeve shrugged. Hopefully that would change to a degree.

Which meant his agreement to go away with vincent for a while was truly a strange thing.

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emovampboy

"Mm." Vincent settles back in his chair, watching Reeve. "Come back to my hotel again tonight. Keeps you away from work a night longer."

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plate_builder

"Without the alcohol this time," Reeve agreed, smiling. "I'd rather remember our conversations."

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emovampboy

Vincent nods, returning to his water for a moment. "We could go by your place to get the cards, too."

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plate_builder

"You enjoyed my poor skills that much?" Reeve asked, either not getting or choosing not to get the implication. In this case it's the former. "Ah the waiter. Speaking of that, time for the bet to play out."

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emovampboy

"It's something innocent to do." Is that a hint of amusement hidden in Vincent's voice? Hard to say as he reaches to where he keeps his Gil, right near where he would keep his bullets and gun, though further up so the cloak covers the weapon.

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plate_builder

"And we need that?" Reeve asked, shaking his head. But he nods and stays silent while the payment is given. After that he gets to his feet. "We can fetch those cards then."

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emovampboy

"We might." Vincent muses, paying out the bill and leaving a decent tip before standing as well. "It will also be good to check on Mittens and to let you get a change of clothes."

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plate_builder

"I'll need a change of clothes?" Reeve asks, a smirk curling at his lips. "Is that an invitation to use the second bed for another night?"

Not that he will complain.

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emovampboy

"Keeps you from working." Vincent explains, before moving just close enough to Reeve that only he can hear his next words. "Or you could use mine."

Attempting to cause a heart-attack? Possibly. But definitely looking to make him awkward and ruffled.

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plate_builder

Wait... what?

No, Reeve is not awkward and ruffled, he is full on gaping at that. What was just said? His face is actually a touch red.

"Keeps me from working," he parroted back before nodding. "Shall we head out then?"

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emovampboy

Red is good enough, and Vincent just nods as he heads out in front of Reeve. Let the man decide if he were serious or just being a complete jerk... though he probably was the latter.

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plate_builder

Yes, Vincent was likely just a jerk, but Reeve was happy to, for a moment, entertain the thought. How lovely it was too. Soon he had managed to catch back up with Vincent, composed once more.

"I do appreciate you seeking to force me into a bit more time off."

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emovampboy

Honestly, Vincent would probably allow Reeve to share the bed, but the man would have to ask and somehow Vincent doubted he would. The way Reeve spoke, the man would fear going from sleeping side by side to something more.

Still, he nods at the man. "You obviously need it."

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plate_builder

Fear? No. Enjoy it too much? Yes.

"You sound like my secretary. Who you are no doubt the hero of given I took a day off," Reeve chuckled as they started back down the street.

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emovampboy

"Gives him or her a bit of time to rest or catch up." Vincent nods. "Will you need time to discuss your nighttime plans with your security?"

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plate_builder

"And you want to put up with me for the rest of the evening?" Reeve asked, just to be certain. He can let his security know when he gets to the house. They tend to melt out of nowhere then.

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emovampboy

"You act as if it is difficult."

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plate_builder

"I suppose I have to wonder how, after the day we've had, I've actually served to entertain you," Reeve admits with a shrug. "All I've done is played cards."

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emovampboy

"I didn't think a relationship meant one had to always entertain their partner." Vincent remarks, before looking seriously at Reeve. "However, I have found it interesting to learn more about you, if that helps."

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plate_builder

"I..."

Well, Vincent was smarter than Reeve gave him credit for. And Reeve perhaps a bit too in the mind set of his ShinRa days.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I had a relationship end because I was boring? I guess I worked too much. But I would be happy to tell you more about myself."

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emovampboy

"Boring?" Vincent tilts his head. "In what way?"

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plate_builder

"If I knew that I would know how to be less boring," Reeve argued, guiding them toward his apartment, turning the corner back toward it. "I decided to stop stewing over it. Seems I failed."