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

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."

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plate_builder

Life, Reeve had found, had ways of going wrong, often in unexpected manners. Which meant he didn’t dare run on the assumption that things would go exactly as he wanted. It was silly.

“Of course,” Reeve smiles. his legs were already tired. He could accept this suggestion.

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emovampboy

Vincent nods, standing to go prepare the matress he uses to sleep, indicating a small box to Reeve.

"You can put anything you want to store in there. Also, I'm afraid we will have to share the bed, unless you want me to sleep on the floor."

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plate_builder

"Afraid we'll have to share the bed? My dear, I'd be half worried if you didn't offer. That said, I have brought a sleeping bag if it turns out uncomfortable for us both."

Not that he intends to be so easily driven from the other's side. But Reeve takes off his shoes, puts them by the box, and empties his pockets. Everything he's not wearing goes into it. That included, after clear heavy thought, the bangles of materia at his wrists.

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emovampboy

Maybe he would be worried if Vincent didn't ask, but he probably also knows the man is polite and thus said something relating to it.

The sleeping bag, though...

"Or we can take the sleeping bag out tonight, so we don't have to use the blankets here."

He removes his own shoes and anything else he doesn't need to rest once done setting the bed up, placing them in the same box as Reeve just had.

"Is it alright if I take the spot closest to the wall?"

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plate_builder

A sleeping bag out under the stars? Interesting. But for tonight, he wants shelter.

"Of course you can. If that makes you comfortable, then I have no reason to complain."

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emovampboy

Sleeping bags could be spread out and meant they didn't have to risk bringing anything they wouldn't want to sleep on back with them. It wasn't as if Vincent had a great deal of bedding, after all.

He nods at Reeve's response though, smiling a little. "Good. It helps me rest."

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plate_builder

"A firm wall at your back provides safety," Reeve speculates. Though he has to wonder if that means he might make VIncent uncomfortable by nature of pinning him in.

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emovampboy

"Basically." He supposes it is little surprise that Reeve would choose to speak the big reason for his choosing such a spot. "I think I became too used to confined spaces for sleep with my coffin."

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plate_builder

Ah. So a close quarters situation is good for him.

"Alright then. I shall make sure you feel properly confined."

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emovampboy

The last line gets a small raise of the brow from Vincent, and yet he doesn't say anything to it. He's already made his one shocking remark to Reeve for the day, and he isn't sure the other man could take another one.

Instead, Vincent makes sure he has removed anything he doesn't need in order to sleep, and moves towards the mattress to settle in, tapping beside him to indicate Reeve can join him whenever he is ready.

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plate_builder

Well, with that allowance Reeve goes into his pack to pull out some more comfortable clothes to sleep in. No way he wanted to sleep in things suitable to hiking.

Once he changed he moved to lie down with Vincent, smiling.

"Thank you. For all of this."

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emovampboy

Vincent just stays where he is, comfortable in his normal outfit for the moment, letting Reeve get ready to settle in.

Once the man has laid down, Vincent moves to put an arm over him, nodding softly.

"I'm glad you could make it."

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plate_builder

"I'm glad you invited me. I haven't been able to have a vacation in so long."

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emovampboy

"You need to take more of them. It's good for the health I've been told." Says the man who is always set to on, but hey, let him be a bit of a hypocrite; or don't. Either way, he asks simply. "Is this comfortable, or do I need to move my arm?"

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plate_builder

"My work rarely allows me time to make choices like that," Reeve admits. But he lets his eyes close a little.

"It's fine. I'm okay with this."

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emovampboy

"So I'll just have to continue coming to town in order to make you relax." Vincent shifts a little closer, though it is hard to tell if on purpose or to get more comfortable. "I'll make sure we are up in time to star gaze.ç

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plate_builder

“Or we can accept that I’m not prone to it,” Reeve counters, but he doesn’t mind that his bed partner is squirming.

“You’re too kind.”

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emovampboy

"No." It's meant to indicate he won't let Reeve work himself to death, without using so many words. "Wake me if you need anything."

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plate_builder

“All I need is you here,” Reeve mumbles to himself as he closes his eyes, ready to sleep.

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emovampboy

"Corny." There may be a hint of a laugh in that word, even as Vincent seems to have settled enough to rest as well.

Several hours later he'll very gently run his hand through Reeve's hair, speaking only loud enough to be heard so he doesn't startle the man awake.

"It's nighttime, Reeve."

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plate_builder

Reeve had managed to fall asleep, and those fingers in his hair earn a moan as Reeve comes awake. It takes a while for him to process where and what is going on. Once he gets it, though, he smiles.

“Stars.”

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emovampboy

Vincent seems to have no problem waiting for the other man to wake up. He gets so little sleep, it would be surprising if Reeve had woken up immediately.

So he gives it another few moments after Reeve speaks to respond. "Yes. We have an hour or so until the best view."