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Ven wandered around the DR, slightly confused about why there didn’t seem to be anyone else around. Sure, it was late. Very late. But there’s almost always someone awake at night.
But, as confusing as it was, he didn’t mind. He wanted time and peace to think, and he now has it.
What he needed to think about: Namine.
He’d felt close to her for a while. He was protective over her. And was just generally happy to be around her. But he’d never thought of her like this before.
Ever since they went costume hunting, and he’d seen her looking at those, kinky outfits…He kept imagining her wearing them…He knew he shouldn’t think of her like that. ‘She’s my friend!’
Still, the thoughts wouldn’t stop. And worse than that were the dreams. But he could blame Vanitas for those right? Certainly, those sort of thoughts and desires weren’t coming from himself! Vanitas was just messing with him again. That had to be it.
He was so deep in his thoughts, he wasn’t paying attention to where he was walking, and before he knew it, he was standing outside someone’s door.
Now, he hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going, and every hallway looks the same in this place, but he knew exactly where he was, and whose door he was now standing in front of.
He blames Vanitas again. Just cause.
He turned, about to hurry away as fast as his legs could carry him, when he heard the door open. “…Ven?”
Damnit.
He turned to look at her with a sheepish smile. “H-hey, Namine…”
She looked confused, as he figured she should be. After all, what would he be doing wandering around outside her door in the middle of the night?
“Did you, want something?”
“Uh, no! I just couldn’t sleep. Decided to go for a walk.”
Damnit.Damnit.Damnit. This is not good. As much as he likes spending time with her, he really doesn’t need to be here considering his previous train of thought. He needs to get out of here. Now.
“Oh. Well then, do you want to come in for a while to talk?”
“Uh, sure!”
………………………………………………………..What?
AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH! He really really REALLY doesn’t need this right now! But, he follows her inside, like the good little derp he is. Even if his thoughts aren’t very good at the moment.
Namine walked over to sit on her bed, before looking up at him, and Ven gulped.
“Why couldn’t you sleep?” Ven bit his lip a little at the question, wondering how much to tell her.
“Uhh. Just..I’ve been having, weird dreams lately. I guess.”
Namine tilted her head a little, watching him, and he gulped. “What sort of weird dreams?”
He really should have seen that coming.
Ven blushed and glanced away. “Just, weird…Doesn’t matter.”
Namine frowned slightly at him, before patting the spot on her bed next to her, motioning for him to sit down. And of course, despite the sirens going off in the back of his mind, he obeyed.
Namine turned to face him once he was sitting next to her, and caused a fresh blush to make it’s way onto Ven’s face.
“Ven, what’s wrong? You can tell me.”
He gulped again, keeping his eyes focused on the wall. It was such an interesting wall. “I don’t know. I’ve just been…I don’t know.”
Namine kept that worried frown on her face, and inched a little closer so she could place a hand on his shoulder to try to get him to look at her. Which, he did, even redder than before.
“Ven…Please, talk to me?”
He just, stared at her for a moment. She wanted him to tell her what was wrong, and he hated not giving her what she wanted…But what would she think of him if he admitted how he was starting to think of her?
Slowly he reached up to push her hood back (did she even sleep in that thing?) so he could look at her properly, and he was rewarded with a slightly confused, and still worried look.
“I’m just…Starting to think a little differently. That’s all.”
“…Different, how?”
He swallowed, letting go of her hood, but leaving his hand on her shoulder. “Different, in a way, I’m not sure is, okay.”
Namine thought about this for a moment, and Ven, still not removing his hand from her shoulder, just watched her. Possibly not such a great idea, considering his new train of thoughts. He was no longer lingering on his dreams, but instead, found himself creating new fantasies in his mind. Not kinky, like before, but, sweeter. He imagined the two of them together, very much like they usually were, but, different. He imagined simply holding her close, playing with her hair, kissing her goodnight…
He hadn’t even realized that he’d moved closer, and the hand he’d left on her shoulder was now playing with her hair. Namine had noticed though.
“…Ven?”
…He blinked, and, finally noticing what he was doing, quickly moved away and off the bed.
“I’m sorry.”
Man, he was such an idiot! They were just friends. That’s all they’d ever be. He should be happy with that. The problem was, he thought of Namine as more than a friend now.
He started walking towards the door to leave, only to feel a hand take hold of his arm. “W-wait.”
Ven turned to look at Namine in surprise. She looked confused still, and Ven couldn’t help but notice that she looked cute even then.
Damn. He had to stop getting distracted by her. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to keep himself from acting on these feelings.
“…W-what?”
The worried confused frown returned to her face as she looked up at him. “You said, you’re thinking differently…Are you, thinking differently about, me?”
Ven stared at her for a long moment, before nodding. Well, it shouldn’t be much of a surprise that she figured it out, considering how he’s been acting, and what he just did.
Namine bit her lip gently, which captured Ven’s entire attention.
“…Different…How?”
He just looked at her. At her lip where she bit it. At the confusion in her eyes.
…Damnit.
He took hold of the hand that had stopped him from leaving just moments earlier and gently pulled her to him, and before his brain could catch up, he kissed her.
Ven woke up with a start. He felt hot and sweaty and Damnit why is he reacting more to that dream than the hotter ones?
“….Damnit. Vanitas would you just stop it already?! I’m about ready to give up on sleep altogether.”
Why? You liked it didn’t you? In fact, I think this one got a better reaction than the others....By the way, are you gonna take care of that? This is my body too and it’s really starting to get uncomfortable.
Ven groaned and threw the covers off before walking into the bathroom.
Man. This is so messed up…
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Yes. It is made of fail. I know.
But, as confusing as it was, he didn’t mind. He wanted time and peace to think, and he now has it.
What he needed to think about: Namine.
He’d felt close to her for a while. He was protective over her. And was just generally happy to be around her. But he’d never thought of her like this before.
Ever since they went costume hunting, and he’d seen her looking at those, kinky outfits…He kept imagining her wearing them…He knew he shouldn’t think of her like that. ‘She’s my friend!’
Still, the thoughts wouldn’t stop. And worse than that were the dreams. But he could blame Vanitas for those right? Certainly, those sort of thoughts and desires weren’t coming from himself! Vanitas was just messing with him again. That had to be it.
He was so deep in his thoughts, he wasn’t paying attention to where he was walking, and before he knew it, he was standing outside someone’s door.
Now, he hadn’t been paying attention to where he was going, and every hallway looks the same in this place, but he knew exactly where he was, and whose door he was now standing in front of.
He blames Vanitas again. Just cause.
He turned, about to hurry away as fast as his legs could carry him, when he heard the door open. “…Ven?”
Damnit.
He turned to look at her with a sheepish smile. “H-hey, Namine…”
She looked confused, as he figured she should be. After all, what would he be doing wandering around outside her door in the middle of the night?
“Did you, want something?”
“Uh, no! I just couldn’t sleep. Decided to go for a walk.”
Damnit.Damnit.Damnit. This is not good. As much as he likes spending time with her, he really doesn’t need to be here considering his previous train of thought. He needs to get out of here. Now.
“Oh. Well then, do you want to come in for a while to talk?”
“Uh, sure!”
………………………………………………………..What?
AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH! He really really REALLY doesn’t need this right now! But, he follows her inside, like the good little derp he is. Even if his thoughts aren’t very good at the moment.
Namine walked over to sit on her bed, before looking up at him, and Ven gulped.
“Why couldn’t you sleep?” Ven bit his lip a little at the question, wondering how much to tell her.
“Uhh. Just..I’ve been having, weird dreams lately. I guess.”
Namine tilted her head a little, watching him, and he gulped. “What sort of weird dreams?”
He really should have seen that coming.
Ven blushed and glanced away. “Just, weird…Doesn’t matter.”
Namine frowned slightly at him, before patting the spot on her bed next to her, motioning for him to sit down. And of course, despite the sirens going off in the back of his mind, he obeyed.
Namine turned to face him once he was sitting next to her, and caused a fresh blush to make it’s way onto Ven’s face.
“Ven, what’s wrong? You can tell me.”
He gulped again, keeping his eyes focused on the wall. It was such an interesting wall. “I don’t know. I’ve just been…I don’t know.”
Namine kept that worried frown on her face, and inched a little closer so she could place a hand on his shoulder to try to get him to look at her. Which, he did, even redder than before.
“Ven…Please, talk to me?”
He just, stared at her for a moment. She wanted him to tell her what was wrong, and he hated not giving her what she wanted…But what would she think of him if he admitted how he was starting to think of her?
Slowly he reached up to push her hood back (did she even sleep in that thing?) so he could look at her properly, and he was rewarded with a slightly confused, and still worried look.
“I’m just…Starting to think a little differently. That’s all.”
“…Different, how?”
He swallowed, letting go of her hood, but leaving his hand on her shoulder. “Different, in a way, I’m not sure is, okay.”
Namine thought about this for a moment, and Ven, still not removing his hand from her shoulder, just watched her. Possibly not such a great idea, considering his new train of thoughts. He was no longer lingering on his dreams, but instead, found himself creating new fantasies in his mind. Not kinky, like before, but, sweeter. He imagined the two of them together, very much like they usually were, but, different. He imagined simply holding her close, playing with her hair, kissing her goodnight…
He hadn’t even realized that he’d moved closer, and the hand he’d left on her shoulder was now playing with her hair. Namine had noticed though.
“…Ven?”
…He blinked, and, finally noticing what he was doing, quickly moved away and off the bed.
“I’m sorry.”
Man, he was such an idiot! They were just friends. That’s all they’d ever be. He should be happy with that. The problem was, he thought of Namine as more than a friend now.
He started walking towards the door to leave, only to feel a hand take hold of his arm. “W-wait.”
Ven turned to look at Namine in surprise. She looked confused still, and Ven couldn’t help but notice that she looked cute even then.
Damn. He had to stop getting distracted by her. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to keep himself from acting on these feelings.
“…W-what?”
The worried confused frown returned to her face as she looked up at him. “You said, you’re thinking differently…Are you, thinking differently about, me?”
Ven stared at her for a long moment, before nodding. Well, it shouldn’t be much of a surprise that she figured it out, considering how he’s been acting, and what he just did.
Namine bit her lip gently, which captured Ven’s entire attention.
“…Different…How?”
He just looked at her. At her lip where she bit it. At the confusion in her eyes.
…Damnit.
He took hold of the hand that had stopped him from leaving just moments earlier and gently pulled her to him, and before his brain could catch up, he kissed her.
Ven woke up with a start. He felt hot and sweaty and Damnit why is he reacting more to that dream than the hotter ones?
“….Damnit. Vanitas would you just stop it already?! I’m about ready to give up on sleep altogether.”
Why? You liked it didn’t you? In fact, I think this one got a better reaction than the others....By the way, are you gonna take care of that? This is my body too and it’s really starting to get uncomfortable.
Ven groaned and threw the covers off before walking into the bathroom.
Man. This is so messed up…
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Yes. It is made of fail. I know.