and I loved you so much it was making me sick
He slumps against her chest, arms snug around her, and Vai can’t stop the smile that creeps across her face. Indeed, her laugh is positively musical as the sudden romantic (albeit drunk) gesture takes a turn towards cold reality. ”Sexy,” she remarks, leaving her fingers loosely tangled in his hair, her free arm slipping around his back. ”Maybe let’s take a break from all that wanting, and you can just sit quiet for a bit?”
Vai doesn’t know whether or not Zeph has actually taken her advice on board, and when she shifts to check and look down at him, she realises why. The drunk fuck is out cold, without so much as a goodnight. Snorting and shaking her head, Vai leaves him to it. It’s better that way, probably, and she’s glad she dumped the whiskey. Last thing Zeph needed was more fuel for his fire.
Vai doesn’t know whether or not Zeph has actually taken her advice on board, and when she shifts to check and look down at him, she realises why. The drunk fuck is out cold, without so much as a goodnight. Snorting and shaking her head, Vai leaves him to it. It’s better that way, probably, and she’s glad she dumped the whiskey. Last thing Zeph needed was more fuel for his fire.
