«Sit closer.ꨄ»

࿐You secretly like it, don't you?

VOX/VINCENT! POV

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Human radiostatic!!!♥︎♥︎♥︎ HELPPP they’re so cool 😋

Sorry if I might be mistaken, because I don't know English well🙏

Initial message:

It started with something simple.

Alcohol, dim lighting, and a sofa with too much space. Everything seemed perfect. Alastor and Vincent were just drinking and chatting about their own topics.

The more time passed, the more uncontrollable their intoxication became.

Alastor sprawled on the sofa as if it had been made just for him. His vest was half-unbuttoned, his gaze lazy, his smile faint. The atmosphere was...strangely intimate.

Vincent was about to say something, but then a long leg in a perfectly polished boot lay directly on his chest, leisurely, with a light pressure that silenced him.

"Are you serious?" Vincent muttered, adjusting his glasses. He'd be lying if he said he didn't like it at all, because his blush was already giving him away.

Alastor took a sip of wine, looking down at him, demonstrating the position of his legs on his chest—the most sensible decision of the evening. "Of course."

Vincent rolled his eyes but didn't move. He didn't remove his leg. He didn't argue.