Once again I'm not a good formatter! But please enjoy some vander7 again! Glad to provide for the people who gave notes before!! Enjoy!
Seven had for weeks on end suggested that they should do some sort of 'movie night' on one of their days off. Didn't he have the RFA for something like that, you know... his friends? They were colleague's not buddies, despite how they practically lived together.
It wasn't until long before the pestering got the better of him and he agreed, a few days later he was sitting on the couch in the dark arms crossed as he watched some lame movie called 'catnado' with Luciel. He nagged him about him being obviously too tired to watch the entire movie, but the other proclaimed that he would never fall asleep during such a promising movie.
Not even ten minutes later he was knocked out, head and half his body leaning on vanderwoods right side while occupying his shoulder.
Damn this guy, didn't he know he was way too close for comfort... of course he didn't. He was much too dense to figure that out... though it was possible he just didn't swing that way. He himself never thought he did before either up until now.
Upon first glance the hacker was just simply taking up space on his side, sleeping peacefully-
But when you're the person in his position that pays ever so much attention to anything this guy does its different.
No matter how much he watched behind him as he worked on his coding, no matter how many things he listed in his head not to forget about his eating habits or useless quirks. He still knew next to nothing, the way it should be.
Vanderwood stared at Luciels sleeping face as of trying to find the answers he was looking for, to piece together a past that wasn't visible to his eyes. Maybe the answer was hidden in those lashes, or maybe the glasses that rested on the tip of his nose. For some reason he was weak to the gesture of when he pushed them back up. Maybe the piece he was looking for was further down, right at his parted chapped lips. Looking back up again he wondered if it could be his eyes, that always held curiosity and sadness.
The agent blinked not once, but twice to make sure he wasn't seeing things but no- Luciels eyes were wide open and their faces were much too close. He had let his studying get the better of him. He quickly moved back and shoved him off his side with a mumble. "Can't you say something when you wake up? I thought I was gonna have to carry your heavy ass to your bed."
His heart beat was alot quicker than he thought it would be, it was practically pounding out of his chest begging to run straight out the front door. He was doing a good job of keeping his cool- in his opinion.
Seven yawned and laughed with a quick remark "I was having a wonderful dream Mary! That I was sleeping beauty and you were the princess coming to wake me up with a kiss~ it seems like you were too late to do so before I woke up! You'll get me next time!" ☆ He pushed his glasses up and moved a few strands of red hair out of face and winked while patting the side of Vanderwoods cheek lightly. "Or maybe you'd rather have a redo~"
A deathly glare broke onto the others face that made him look even more intimidating, even with the faint blush that dusted his cheeks.
The male quickly pulled away and put his hands up to surrender before scooting away, "kidding kidding!" He chuckled before going back to look at the screen, trying to remember the last thing he saw.
Meanwhile Vanderwood was clearly pouting with steam practically blowing out out of his eyes in embarrassment. Needless to say he never agreed to a movie night again.
Thats all! I'll be posting one more vander 7 before working on some vanderv... as well as angst week! Stay tuned for my small bits of writing if you want ♡