vanvroom·:
that one singular word, singular text, was enough for vanellope to know exactly what was being propose. she has been friends with nathan for years and sure, they more than one code word between them, ‘usual?’ was never a mystery. so vanellope grabbed a cup of coffee and two chocolate chip cookies from the shop on the way over to the practically abandoned apartment building. the brunette remembered when they found the place and decided it had the best view in all of corona - though no one would probably believe that if they told them. this place? it was theirs. she knew how to get there by heart, knew to skip the second to last stair from the top or else the wooden board would just wither away even worse, and that you had to really throw your body weight into getting the rooftop door open but she managed. “boo,” she greeted, though the creaking of the door was enough to give it away, as she made her way over to plot next to nathan against the blanket. she held up the bag of cookies, “and no - i didn’t show up empty handed,” she said with a smirk, setting down her cold brew and pushing her sunglasses up to her head. taking a moment to look out at what would soon be the setting sun, she let out a breath, fond memories coming to mind. “i’ve missed this …” it felt like it had been way too long since she and nate had been up here together, “i’ve missed you, too, yanno. and don’t make me say it twice,” she scolded, but it was all for show, the smile lightening her features gave way to that.
The sunset was Nate’s favorite part of the day, it always had been. There were only a few people in his life he liked to share these moments with, and Vanellope was one of those select few. He was zoned out on the colors that were starting to spread across the sky, but that didn’t mean he missed the creak of the rooftop door opening and closing behind him. Smiling as she greeted him with a joking scare, the blond tipped his head up to look at her as she sat down, eyebrows lifting, taking the bag she’d handed to him while she settled. “How thoughtful, gum drop.” He answered with a smile, the familiar nickname leaving him easily. Pulling one of the treats out of the bag, his head nodded while he bit into the cookie, leaning back on his cookie-less hand while his legs stretched out in front of him. “It’s been a long time, right?” Nate answered after he’d swallowed, resting the cookie on his coffee cup lid as a smile formed on his lips. “What, you don’t want to tell me how much you love me, Van? That hurts, it really does.”
