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]

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?"

[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.

[emovampboy]

"I'm going to regret this comment." Vincent mumbles, hoping Reeve won't hear, before speaking up so he can. "You new a release of some form."

[plate_builder]

"I know," Reeve admits with a sigh. No, he isn't going to make Vincent regret that statement. Because the man is right and Reeve isn't going to argue against a good point. One that he's heard from a number of sides. "The issue with finding the sorts of breaks I need is that when I try, something always happens. Someone calls or sends some other form of message. One of my aides knocks on my apartment door. My major benefactor sends their messengers sometimes, and that's a pain. Or there will be a damage in a Cait unit that needs addressed..."

All these things that he could say no to, but he's not that sort of man. And without someone there to force him to put things down and take time for himself, he's not likely to manage it.

[emovampboy]

"Tell them no." Simple as that, but he knows the man probably won't do anything of the form. Doesn't seem to be his style.

[plate_builder]

Really? Reeve throws his arms open. "Can't you tell, Vincent? I'm a doormat."

Which isn't exactly true. But Reeve? He can't help it. He helps people. He can't say no to helping people. Which means he doesn't help himself much. Still, he reaches back for his coffee to take another sip. Once he's lowered it he shakes his head.

[emovampboy]

"Really?" Vincent lifts his right hand, indicating Reeve to come to him, almost as if testing those words; even if they weren't fully true.

[plate_builder]

Maybe it's amusement. Perhaps it's that Reeve doesn't get what Vincent is doing. Maybe he's even amused that Vincent seems to be making a joke. There's a chance that it's something else entirely. He looks curiously at Vincent and goes closer as prompted.

"Yes?"

Good enough reason Reeve?

[emovampboy]

He hadn't actually expected it to work, but since it has...

"You should come to the Ancient Forest for a week. It's peaceful." Reaching up, knowing this is out of character but will definitely give Reeve a reason to not protest the idea, Vincent's fingers wrap around one of the straps on Reeve's unusual coat, and pulls. Right into a kiss.

[plate_builder]

Reeve is preparing a protest against this, trying to come up with an excuse to not go along with what is in many ways a truly reasonable idea for his physical and mental health. Except that this now a thing that is happening. Vincent pulling him forward and it's not like he can pull back without damaging his coat, even if he could get away. Nor would he want to in this case. Being this close to Vincent and having the man initiate a kiss is sort of shutting down his brain. Not his body. Sorry, Vincent, you started this, so you have to live with an arm wrapped around Vincent and another reaching up to just get his fingers in Vincent's hair for half a moment.

Nice. And he has no intention of breaking this kiss before Vincent does. He will take this moment for everything it's worth.

[emovampboy]

Vincent doesn't break it for a good moment, allowing those hands before slowly releasing the strap and drawing back a little.

"Think about it?"

[plate_builder]

And here Reeve was supposed to be doing the sweeping off of feet. Just look at him now, standing there for a moment, eyes closed, basking in that. Lovely.

"It would take a few days to arrange. Wherever you're staying has enough shelter for two?"

He'd need food, skip on the coffee probably.

[emovampboy]

"Of course." Difference is, Vincent wasn't trying to woo, so much as keep the man from working to death. Wooing would be impossible with a dead man. So, if he has to use a dirty trick this time...

[plate_builder]

More dirty tricks more often then. And he doesn't feel like it needs to be asked, if Vincent is serious. The man wouldn't suggest something he wasn't serious about.

"Would it be correct to assume you'd need some time to recover from all the hoopla here before you'd welcome a guest?"

[emovampboy]

"I wouldn't need much time." He sets down his empty glass. "I know you will need some time, though. So... I'll spend tonight here, then you can meet me at the outskirts of the Forest in about two weeks?"

[plate_builder]

"I can do that," Reeve agrees. "My guards are going to flip out over letting me trust myself to you for a week, far away from 'civilization'."

And Reeve? He's never been a man with that much experience in the 'wilder' part of the world. This is going to be interesting. He's willing to try something new out if it makes Vincent more comfortable. "I'll call you to confirm. I just don't know exactly where on the outskirts you would want."

[emovampboy]

"I'll leave a map." Vincent then indicates where Reeve keeps his phone. "Worst case, I'll speak with them. Or they can come along and stay in another location nearby... at least until they trust me."

[plate_builder]

"The man who arranged the team for me will assure them that I'm perfectly safe in your hands," Reeve assures Vincent with a smile. With that he finally returns to his neutral corner, meaning the bed. And he finishes his current cup of coffee.

"Are there things I should bring with me? I do not have much experience with being away from places with hotels. Or at the very least, inns."

[emovampboy]

There's obvious curiosity of who Reeve means, but he doesn't focus on it, shaking his head to the question. "Just the usual things. I have bedding and supplies."

[plate_builder]

"Vincent, I have no idea what would constitute 'the usual things'," Reeve reminds him. "The closest I've ever been to traveling as something other than a Shinra delegation was as Cait, and as you may remember he was less than useful for those sorts of things other than carrying supplies."

Truly he doesn't know what he needs. Take pity on the poor man.

[emovampboy]

"Clothes. Toiletries. That's all you really need."

[plate_builder]

"You're managing the food?" Reeve asks. The thing is, after this he's not entirely sure Vincent is ready for someone with his appetites.

[emovampboy]

"If you're worried, bring your own, but I do eat. Just not much in the mornings." He smiles a bit to reassure Reeve.

[plate_builder]

"Well, I think I'll let you make those arrangements. I'll find something to carry my clothes and other things in. Vincent... thank you," Reeve smiles. A soothing week away, there's no harm in that. And he's in for a treat because, really, Reeve hadn't seen the forest at night. He couldn't bare to watch it.

"I want to finish another pastry or two before I head out to feed my cat. Would you like to join me at my apartment?"

[emovampboy]

He nods an ok to making arrangements, but looks a tad amused at the question. "I thought the point was to spend the day together? Not much use splitting up just to meet again."