For Reeve

[emovampboy]

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]

Well, Vincent had thought of pulling Reeve down to join him on the bed if the man didn't have to return immediately, he had rather enjoyed being near him last time he was in town, but Reeve is up too fast, meaning it will have to wait.

Besides, something to dull what remains of the pain sounds nice.

[plate_builder]

Reeve starts water boiling in his kettle before moving to sit on the bed next to Vincent, reaching out to stroke his hair.

"I'm sorry I sent you in alone."

He is either feeling better or we should check his head...

[emovampboy]

"I was the only real choice, without involving the others, who may not have wanted to leave the lives they're building."

He reaches up as Reeve strokes his hair, grabbing the man'a hand and drawing it down to bite it softly, somehow managing a smirk as he does.

"Besides, after last time, I like the idea of having you to myself."

oh we should check his head

[plate_builder]

Of course he can't hold back the hiss of pleasure at the bite. Or even the way that his body reacts with a flare of heat. But that doesn't mean he isn't thinking clearly here. Doesn't mean that Reeve doesn't pull his hand back.

"Vincent, sending backup isn't the same as giving up my time with you."

Hah!

[emovampboy]

"I know." Vincent relaxes back into the bed, watching Reeve. "Yet you would be back and forth checking on everyone, right? If others had gone and been injured."

Re: Hah!

[plate_builder]

"The others would have been reasonable and gone to a doctor if they needed it," Reeve counters as he reaches out to stroke Vincent's head once again.

[emovampboy]

"Not fond of doctors." Vincent notes, closing his eyes. "But don't worry, I'm not going to eat you."

[plate_builder]

"I want you to, Vincent. But you're hurt," Reeve reminds his partner. And then the kettle is whistling and he gets up to go prepare the tea for Vincent. "I'd rather not add to your pain."

[emovampboy]

"I'll be alright." But he doesn't move to do anything more to stop Reeve, instead staying relaxed and lying on the bed.

[plate_builder]

Soon he's returned, offering over a nice cup of tea as he settles next to his boyfriend. Boyfriend? Yeah, that works.

"Tell me what else I can do with you, dear."

[emovampboy]

Vincent sits up so he can accept the tea, sipping at it before shaking his head faintly. "I'll be fine after some rest."

[plate_builder]

"Would you like if I put you to sleep after you've had some tea? It will take me some time to get food set up for you."

He just wants to feed Vincent, to get him back to healthy. Because this man deserved not to hurt because of Reeve's decisions.

[emovampboy]

"Put me to sleep?" Well, that is confusing. "What do you mean?"

[plate_builder]

"I have sleep spells. I could give you rest," Reeve explains.

Sometimes rest is all you need.

[emovampboy]

Ah. That's true. Reeve carrying a sleep materia wasn't all too surprising, since the man seemed to specialize in support. Not that he didn't have offensive spells, just he had more supportive ones.

Still, Vincent shakes his head a little. "I should be fine to fall asleep on my own. Thank you, though."

[plate_builder]

Lots of magic, not just support. But Reeve didn't like hurting other people. At all.

"Good," Reeve smiles, reaching out to stroke his partner's hair. Beautiful and foolish, being hurt so badly. "I'll order some food if you'd like."

[emovampboy]

"I'm not all too hungry." Vincent drinks a little more of the tea, making sure to down at least half the glass, before passing the cup to Reeve. "I really just want sleep."

[plate_builder]

"Then you can sleep all you need, my dear," he says softly, taking the cup and setting it aside. Then he moves about the bed, teasing the sheets and blanket out from under Vincent to put them over him.

Sheets can be replaced. Vincent cannot.

[emovampboy]

Vincent seems just vaguely amused, moving to help by shifting so Reeve doesn't have to pull everything from under him, before grabbing at Reeve's wrist gently before he can get the older man fully covered.

"Rest with me a while."

[plate_builder]

Oh, well... Reeve smiles and nods. He gets his shoes off and lowers himself next to his boyfriend. Yes, he would love to rest here, just to be sure Vincent is okay.

Sorry for delay! Life is trying to kill

[emovampboy]

That seems to at least put Vincent at ease for whatever reason, which in part could be because he knows how rarely Reeve rests. Or perhaps he had given some deep thought to what had transpired on his last visit.

Whatever the reason, he shifts a little bit, giving Reeve enough room not to tumble off the bed, and yet also to keep their positions close before closing his eyes to try and relax into sleep.

Trust me when I say I get it

[plate_builder]

There is a beauty to Vincent, when he sleeps. A beauty in the lack of tension in the lines of his face, in the softness of his expression. Reeve wondered just how many people could ever have had a chance to see him like this? Not many, he decides. If they had, they would not have left his lover so alone.

His fingers card lightly through Vincent's hair as the man rests, hoping that the touch will soothe.

[emovampboy]

The theory seems good, yet Lucrecia had certainly left. It had been his fault, or so he would tell you, but she had left. Gone to Hojo, and created a mess the world would be recovering from for a very long time.

It's something that Reeve will find sometimes wakes Vincent, espscially when something calls it to mind, the man jerking awake after only a few hours,

[plate_builder]

Even a few hours is something. Reeve is still there, still awake, even if he has stopped stroking Vincent's hair. He does offer the other man a soft smile when he wakes.

"You're okay. You're safe. You're with me."

[emovampboy]

Vincent stared at Reeve blankly for a moment, likely orienting himself, before nodding a little as he shifted to push himself up from the bed carefully. "Sorry... I have not rested well in a bit."