| Hold me, Kiss me
can infold bring back valko? 'cause that's literally my wolf man
for someone so burly and intimidating, valko can be so easily scared. especially now, when the two of you decided to watch that horror film everyone was raging about a few months back, in your dimly lit apartment.
unable to fit himself on the small couch without squeezing you, valko sits on the floor instead with his back pressed up on it, one of your legs dangling on his broad shoulder. honestly? he takes up a big chunk of space either way. but it's not like you're complaining since you like the warmth he offers; it reminds you that he's here, sharing the moment with you.
“holy shit!”
his loud voice startles you more than the scene playing on the screen that you yelp in your seat, clutching the pillow tighter to your chest. “what the heck, valko! you're gonna bust my eardrums at this point!” you don't even realize he's gripping your ankle with his large hand until he was tugging it on beat with his response. “but babe! she suddenly stabbed her own face with the bottle! who does that?” he whines in an exaggerated manner. as the film continues, he decides to rest his head on your thigh, nuzzling against it and even biting your skin lightly for comfort before he reluctantly let his gaze return to the tv. times like these remind you of him being like a giant wolf, albeit heavily domesticated.
you feel valko tensing up once the scene changes into something much darker than before. he's silent as the night — no more commentary exchanged between you two. the lab work he's doing on his laptop is long forgotten as he's entirely invested on the remaining minutes of the film. you watch partly amused as his head twitches here and there from the various sounds he's hearing (he's regretting setting up that surround sound bullshit), as if trying to figure out where the danger is. he gets jumpscared a few more, with you reacting to his reaction like some dumb and dumber duo. this earns him a slap on his back or even a light kick from the heel of your foot every time which he makes up by massaging your leg.
realizing that his body is still so strung up despite the rolling of the end credits, your fingers move to touch the nape of his neck before ascending slowly to scratch his scalp with your nails. valko goes pliant instantly, sighing contently from your affectionate gesture. you think it's sweet that he's affected that much from the storyline.
“i wouldn't force you in that sort of life with me if you didn't like me at all.” he says loud enough for you to hear. that makes you smile and you give him a playful response to keep the mood light. “you'd probably spend your wish on something dumb like a fire breathing dragon.” “dragons are cool though. i get to ride 'em, so it's not a loss at all.” “yeah. until the dragon eats all of your loved ones and wreak chaos on earth.” on cue, valko immediately turns around to face you, features scrunched into a horrible expression that makes you laugh.
“oh anything but that, babe! i don't think i can take it if some dragon swallowed you whole for dinner.” he protests while wrapping his long arms around your waist to embrace you. you rolled your eyes at his theatrics before adjusting the glasses on his nose. “so what are you wishing for then? if you were in that same situation at the start.” his gaze flickers up to you curiously to check if the question was serious. when he finds you waiting expectantly, valko hums in thought before he grins. “that's hard you see, 'cause i wouldn't be such a pussy like him. i'd confess my undying love to you head on.”
you groan in faux annoyance, leaning your head back on the wall as you stare up at the ceiling. he lets out a deep chuckle when you attempt to push him away from holding you. “i'd give my wish to you if i had the chance.” he says once he realizes you weren't going to be satisfied with his first answer. valko intertwines your hand with his, raising it towards his lips so he could place a lingering kiss that he knows would get your stomach fluttering. “and if i still need to be the one who has to use it up,” he carries on once he sees you attentive on him. “i'd wish for you to be genuinely happy.”
you let his sweet words simmer in the room.
giving him a soft look which he returns just as much, you ruffle his hair with your free hand fondly. “what a well-trained pup.” “hey!” the moment breaks in a flash, making valko scowl in mock offense as he moves to stand slightly to trap you between him and the couch, his earphones dangling from his collar. “one more quip from you and i'll have to mark you up.” “you're really not gonna beat the allegations if you keep saying things like tha—!” you squeal as he attacks your ticklish sides with his fingers. your shared laughter bouncing off the walls, momentarily forgetting the time as he showers kisses to your face.
“have mercy! i give up!” you yell desperately as you clutch on his sweater. he stops, leaving the two of you breathless from the aftermath. “anything nice you'd like to say to me now, baby?” valko asks mischievously, giving your sides a playful squeeze. you hold back the cheeky comment in your mind about him genuinely looking like a pup asking for a reward because he did good and opted to cater to his request. “i love you so so so so so sooo much.” you say with a big smile and then craning your neck up so you could kiss him.
valko grins once you break from it, and hides his flustered face on the crook of your neck (he's that easy to tame), careful not to hurt you both with his glasses as he inhales your scent. he embraces you tightly and it makes you laugh softly in return. noticing that he plans to lift you up from the couch, you securely wrap your arms around him. “come on, let's get to bed. we have a busy day tomorrow.” he reminds you quietly as he holds you on one arm while his other reaches down to get the remote to turn off the tv before grabbing his closed laptop. “hmmm, i can't wait to watch you sleep in the dark..” “oh ho ho, don't even think about it.”
you swore you literally hear valko growl in playful warning.
