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 is ready to point out that kissing someone who is drunk is not exactly appropriate, when he realizes precisely what Reeve is up to - is allowed to realize - and stops.

He doesn't even pull away, or push, or anything Reeve might expect. Just lets it happen, hesitating a moment or so before returning it cautiously.

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plate_builder

A good starting point, not getting shoved away. Especially since the way they're standing he'd be shoved into the cart which means into the coffee and that would be a horrid loss. Minor compared to the softness of Vincent's lips, but a loss all the same.

Granted Reeve has no intention of letting the kiss linger too long, or get too far. Because if he does, well, he imagines he'd enjoy that too much. The fact that it was returned at all is heartening, and with that comfort he pulls back, unable to help the smile on his lips. He is, though, able to keep himself to only a low chuckle over how surprised he is to have been allowed that.

"Had I been sober, and confident, that is how you would have known. Words seem a bit... lacking when I think about you. There's no proper way to describe how you captivate me, Vincent."

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emovampboy

There was no reason to push, considering he had, in a way, started things with his comments. And it wasn't like the gesture went so far that it would make him uncomfortable enough to do so, although there is a vague sense of question if that really just happened.

There's also a small raise of the brow at the remark, and as he speaks Vincent folds his arms as he seems to do often enough. "Are you often more action than word when you like someone?"

He says no more, but there's an obvious question he's leaving out: or is it just with me?

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plate_builder

"Yes," Reeve admits with a chuckle. "For all that I'm a planner and talker with just about everything else, but in some matters, I have to keep myself from overthinking. Which I would. Have."

This whole stumbling conversation is because he's been thinking too much. "That being said, I find the lack of words more acute around you, Vincent."

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emovampboy

"Huh." Well, it's interesting information at least, and Vincent nods a little. "I suppose I'm difficult to speak with sometimes."

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plate_builder

"Everyone is difficult to speak with at one point or another," Reeve counters before returning to sit on the edge of his bed. Perhaps he should give Vincent space. But right now, he's enjoying the company while it is available to him. "But you're easier than most people I know. Except for this morning apparently."

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emovampboy

"That's..." Vincent pauses, knowing he doesn't need to say anything but he does feel like he should. "I'm not so good at things like this. Too used to being on my own."

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plate_builder

"I understand that," Reeve understands. "And I will neither be surprised nor upset if you leave town tonight. I imagine after the party you're more than excited to be away from Edge and all the noise here."

There's a warm chuckle in his voice. He's not offended. In a way he almost envies Vincent. "If I could I know I would disappear for a few days. I might consider stealing another kiss before you leave, provided it wouldn't be unwelcome."

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emovampboy

"I've rented the room another night for a reason." He remarks, before turning to grab his glass of juice and hide the faintest bit of embarrassment at the remark about another kiss. "And you've already rescheduled everything."

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plate_builder

"I could stand to have a day off," Reeve admits with a chuckle. "And little of today was amazingly important. You have no obligation to see me today either. Take the time to see Edge if you wish. Or to stealthily linger near Cid's room and laugh at his hangover."

But time with Vincent would be lovely.

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emovampboy

"I'd end up with a headache if I did that." He muses a little, turning back once he's calmed down some. "Although I admit I'm unsure what we are to do together the whole day."

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plate_builder

"Oh there are a list of things I could come up with," Reeve mumbles because he can. None of them are appropriate by any stretch. "You have no obligation to see me all day, Vincent. But I imagined I would enjoy another walk with you, far away from AVALANCHE and other obligations."

But mostly he wants to take Vincent somewhere nice. He had plans and needs time to get it set up. There are beautiful places here still, and he intends to share them.

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emovampboy

Vincent gives Reeve a deadpan look, not because he doesn't get or hasn't thought of some of those same things, but because there's no good answer to it; at least not one that comes directly to mind.

Yet he does eventually find words. "A walk is fine, but I believe what you are suggesting is a night time activity."

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plate_builder

Truly? That's how Vincent is going to protest? Reeve chuckles again, shaking his head. "No, it's not, Vincent. Passion takes place at all times, in all ways, whenever two people can't keep their hands from each other. But you strike me as a man who is capable of great restraint."

Vincent, you've opened a door here for Reeve to flirt, and he is going to walk through it.

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emovampboy

"You......" Yeah, no, he doesn't have a response to that. It's probably pretty obvious just how bad he is at this.

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plate_builder

"And to think, this isn't even me being suave," Reeve smiles, and there is a touch of mischief on his face. "Don't worry, I have no intention of prying you from those clothes. I'm a reasonable man, and I almost fear the kiss alone would have sent you fleeing. Too soon no doubt. What I want, though, is hopefully more reasonable. There's a place I go when I need to be alone, to think. I think you'd like it."

There you go, a reasonable offer.

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emovampboy

"Suave and dirty-minded are two completely separate things." Vincent wonders if Reeve would even be able to figure his outfit out. At least he knew he'd have the patience to try, not that it matters at this time. "What sort of place?"

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plate_builder

Now isn't that a good point, and again, Reeve chuckles. He doens't know that he's been this amused for a while. but somehow Vincent is achieving such.

"Nothing all that impressive," Reeve admits. "There aren't many of the places I used to go left since Meteorfall. But there are a few places, in the cliffs outside of Edge, that are peaceful. There's one with a particularly lovely view of Edge. Well, as lovely as a view obstructed by all of the construction equipment can be, and with how gray the city is, but it's still nice."

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emovampboy

"Hm... is if far?" He seems interested at least, finishing his juice before going to get another cup.

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plate_builder

"It's a decent bit away," Reeve admits. "Outside of the limits of Edge. Probably only a half hour drive if that's alright."

And if there is trouble he knows between Vincent's shooting and his magic, they'll be more than fine.

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emovampboy

"Half hour isn't much." He settles back on the bed he's chosen. "We can go after we eat. It will be interesting to see what places you relax in."

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plate_builder

"After I eat," Reeve corrects, and there is a soft understanding in his voice. He gets it. Vincent isn't hungry. Perhaps dinner dates might be out of the picture. "And this is just a place I go to get away from... everything. I don't tend to relax actually."

Who would have thought of being relaxed? "I have to stop by my place first, to feed my kitten."

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emovampboy

He does eat, but apparently not s great deal. Still, he won't correct Reeve, since it's true he isn't eating right now.

Ignoring the kitten thing, he has no issue with stopping by the other man's place, Vincent raises a brow.

"When do you relax, then?"

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plate_builder

"Does sleeping count?" Reeve asks, and he seems a bit defeated at that. "I play with my kitten."

Very little beyond that. He also reads books sometimes. Drinks alone. But it's rare. Life is a busy thing for him. And he wishes it wasn't. He wishes there was more than just the WRO. Even with more people coming in, with more divisions of labor, there always seems like too much.