Her Precious Time (3/3)
Velvette x Fem!Reader
Fic Summary: Vox isn’t a fan of how close you and Velvette have become. He tries to convince her to leave you.
Part Three - Final Part
Part Two
Part One
“I’ve had more than enough of you.” Vox lectured as you awoke for the second time this evening. His screen was pointed toward your face and it was nauseatingly bright.
Were your faculties completely present, you would have retorted: Trust me, I feel the same. But you couldn’t move your mouth quite yet. There was a shocking lack of sensation reminiscent of when you went to the dentist when you were alive. Thankfully, it didn’t last and as Vox turned away, you regained some sense. You realized you were on the couch in his office. You were close to home. You were close to Velvette.
Vox stared at the doorway, listening intently for footsteps and when the door finally opened, you saw her.
Velvette’s presence provided protection. You were her doll, and Vox’s clammy hand on the shoulder of her model would not last long. His claws refused to rip into you no matter how much he wanted to make your bits and pieces fish food.
“Perfect, my guest of honor has arrived.” He flaunted in this new performance. The dear friend - that’s what he was. What he would always be. You rolled your eyes freely.
Velvette tapped her foot incessantly and scrolled on her phone without looking at it. “Vox, what is this about? I have a 3:30-”
“I’m SO glad you asked. You see, I have a new role for your little friend here.”
Velvette didn’t do well when interrupted, you loved that about her. Her convictions and her pride could be a fatal flaw to some. But you knew it was what made her powerful. “What are you on about?” The rhetorical question came out in a shout that sent Vox off your shoulder. “She’s just fine where she is, Vox.”
“Ah-ts-ugh, she’s your biggest distraction. She takes up all your time. Where have you been when I’ve needed you? Huh? When this company has needed you. You’ve been galavanting like Val. Well, you’re not. And this little dolly of yours has got to go. So say ‘bye bye.”
That twitching eye of hers told a story of rage and you sunk into your seat to watch the wave hit the bay. If there was one thing you had learned about the Vs, it was that they didn’t take shit, including from each other. The outbursts were simultaneously the worst and your favorite part. Your only wish was that you had a nice, large tub of buttered popcorn.
Velvette’s head nearly popped off, “What The Fuck Did You Just Say To Me?!”
“Uh- Well, I-” Vox backed up, putting space between you two - fast enough that his suit jacket swung. He cleared his throat and added a static effect, “It’s us or this thing, Vel.”
“You have got to be kidding me!” You chimed, ready for a tirade of your own. An ultimatum of all things? This was by far the most childish-
“Babe.” She silenced you and your line of thought. A smile was thrown at you; it was full of assurance - the kind you didn’t need but loved anyway. Then, she gutted Vox with a sneer, “If you think you can pull this shit on ME, you’re battier than ever.”
Flustered, he began to dig a grave. “Hey, I call the shots around here!”
A growl left her small body. “You pompous mother-ARGH!” Velvette swung a flare of hellish magic at his screen. “We are a fucking team!”
While you dodged the purple string hurled across the room, you stood up - slightly dizzy, but finally competent. Or enough to stand and speak because whatever dull look was plastered on you made Velvette shift her attention. “And what did you do to her?”
“Relax! She’s fine!”
“You knocked me out twice!”
“What?!” Her concern oozed.
“Why do you even care?! We’re the team, remember? You, Me, and Val.”
She turned her nose up then snatched your arm as possessively yet gently as she could. “If we are then you’ll get your shit together and get over whatever the fuck this is.”
Vox’s mouth was agape. You weren’t sure how he expected her to roll over. One thing was certain to you; you knew Velvette better than that.
“Let’s go.” She held you like a prize, then turned to Vox before slamming the office door. “Let me know when your ego heals, and leave my girlfriend alone.”
As you left behind the lone actor for now, Velvette cupped your jaw, safely keeping you in her soft hands. You took your opportunity to speak.
“Girlfiend, huh?”
“You didn’t know?” She smirked while dragging you to your shared bedroom.
“I don’t like to make assumptions.”
“Maybe you should start then.”
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