and I loved you so much it was making me sick
They settle into a comfortable silence as they eat, playing footsie under the table like teenagers, and Vervain finds herself smiling despite it all. Despite the awful evening that had led to this - and whilst she didn’t go through what Zeph went through, she does know it was beyond awful. Despite sleeping on the docks, despite the rain and his hangover. And as they finish and he pushes the plates away and scoots his chair back, she raises her eyebrows in brief confusion.
Then he’s tugging her to her feet, Vai letting out a peal of laughter and setting comfortably in Zeph’s lap, arms draping around his shoulders. ”I believe you do,” she agrees with a wicked smile. ”That wasn’t what you were calling me yesterday,” she remarks, though she doesn’t let him in on that secret. Not when there are debts to claim.
And claim it she does, Vai tilting up his chin and leaning in to kiss him with the same softness, the same warmth as before. It might not be a kiss he remembers - but she certainly does.
Then he’s tugging her to her feet, Vai letting out a peal of laughter and setting comfortably in Zeph’s lap, arms draping around his shoulders. ”I believe you do,” she agrees with a wicked smile. ”That wasn’t what you were calling me yesterday,” she remarks, though she doesn’t let him in on that secret. Not when there are debts to claim.
And claim it she does, Vai tilting up his chin and leaning in to kiss him with the same softness, the same warmth as before. It might not be a kiss he remembers - but she certainly does.
