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.

Comments

[emovampboy]

"You know, I was a teenager once." He sits down facing Reeve, that toying smirk that reaches his eyes more than his lips. "Or would you prefer the aloofness I generally give?"

[plate_builder]

A long time ago. But Reeve isn't going to say it, not in the slightest.

"I think I enjoyed some of the closeness I've had from you before. But the fact that I get to see past the aloofness is amazing."

[emovampboy]

"Don't expect it around others yet. To be honest," He sighs a little and there may be a small blush on his face. "It's still sort of odd feeling after all this time to make any remarks of that form."

[plate_builder]

"I do not expect it around others ever. I do not like publicly sharing my affections."

Public Displays weren't really his thing. But he is pleased to see the brief blush.

"If I had been expecting it, it would have earned a chuckle."

[emovampboy]

Vincent nods, giving himself a moment for the usual stoicism to return before looking at Reeve.

"Does this ever seem strange to you still?"

[plate_builder]

"Does what seem strange?"

The potential relationship? Yes. More than he can put into words. The fact that the man could care for him is... It makes his heart swell.

But if it's something else, he will have to think on it.

[emovampboy]

"Whatever we wish to call our relationship right now." Vincent makes sure he is watching Reeve, apparently ready for a conversation if it is necessary.

[plate_builder]

Relationship. Reeve smiles softly at the other man. He just calls it a potential happiness.

“That I have the luck to have a man like you? Yes, that is strange.

[emovampboy]

"Is it lucky?" He leans onto his human hand, still watching Reeve. "You have to deal with a mopey old man who isn't entirely human."

[plate_builder]

"You have to deal with a mopey young man who isn't entirely good at taking care of himself," Reeve counters. And he likes the idea of having someone more experienced and thus perhaps patient.

[emovampboy]

"So, I'm a babysitter." The tone is so level that it's hard to tell if the words are a joke or something else until he speaks again. "I suppose that makes you a nurse?"

[plate_builder]

A baby sitter and a nurse. He laughs and shakes his head. Oh dear, they both know it isn't like that.

"We're two mature men who enjoy each other's relationship. What more could you want?"

[emovampboy]

What more? Well, a lack of the awkwardness he seems to bring when in a relationship would be nice, but Vincent doesn't mention it since it is something he has to work on himself.

Which leads him to nod softly at Reeve. "I suppose that is a fair point. I also suppose we should be glad for the lack of Yuffie."

[plate_builder]

Oh Yuffie, almost catching them. He laughs and holds a hand out to the other man. Come, sit in his lap. Be close to him.

"I like your company. You like mine. That's correct?"

[emovampboy]

Vincent won't get hint if Reeve truly wants him (awkwardly) in his lap, but he does stop leaning on his hand so he can offer it to the man.

"Considering I would avoid you if I did not, that is correct.ç

[plate_builder]

Oh well. Sometimes you do the best you can do. Which wasn’t always the best. And Reeve could adapt to that. Reeve takes the hand with a soft smile.

“ANd you’re quite talented at avoiding. So I’m glad to not be on the list.”

[emovampboy]

"It's a skill." Vincent rubs a finger over whatever is availble of Reeve's hand, almost absently. "You seem to have it down with Cait."

[plate_builder]

The touch makes him smile fondly at the older man. Half-unconscious affections were definitely something that only made him more pleased by Vincent.

"That is a matter of safety. Too many attempts on my life recently."

[emovampboy]

"It's still a skill, whatever the reason." He explains. "Especially with something that isn't entirely your own body."

[plate_builder]

Oh come now, Cait Sith was a lot more an extension of Reeve than others realized.

He smiles and leans forward to kiss Vincent's hair.

"I think I'd rather be interested in your body."

[emovampboy]

The kiss to the head is a little strange to him, such a subtle gesture when added to the next words Reeve speaks. But he adjusts, smirking at Reeve.

"I thought you already were?"

[plate_builder]

"Oh, I am. On top of many things. But there's also you mind. And your smile, rare and stunning."

[emovampboy]

"Is that so?" Vincent seems to hesitate a moment, perhaps pondering something as he asks, before shifting in closer to Reeve, meeting him eye to eye. "What will you do if you find I am different than expected? I have already surprised you a few times."

[plate_builder]

“Then I will either adapt, or we might decide together that it doesn’t work,” Reeve offers with a brief shrug.

Pragmatic is something useful to have next to a sort of romantic idealism that gets him into trouble.

[emovampboy]

Vincent makes a small sound to the response, perhaps surprised at the fact the words are as serious as they are. Reeve has always seemed the type, at least in comparison to himself, to find endless optimism. The fact he admits things could go wrong? Well, it is somehow strangely comforting to Vincent, perhaps because it means he has been given permission to be a little less hidden than normal, while still having some chance not to be discarded.

Discarded? The thought will cause a small frown, but it quickly passes, Vincent instead giving Reeve a faint smile. "Let's rest for tonight."