Breaking Point {Vy/Ky/Matt/Jeran}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Now it's sort of funny to hide away the innocent secrets they've kept before, such as Vy's undeniable attraction to Jeran. That in itself is exactly why she's so upset, for what horrible things she just did to someone she's fallen so greatly for. Perhaps she shouldn't be angry at him for fearing a similar event with Brooklyn, he just doesn't understand how impossible that scenario is. The weight below her might of been nothing similar to Jins, but it was a man's body, and that much she can comprehend from the event. Just knowing that thought has crossed his mind is what's killing her though.

Could danger to her daughter ever actually come from her hands? Never.

It's excruciating to hear that Jeran doesn't believe her. He's convinced that Brooklyn wouldn't of shown any signs if she was Vy's first victim. "If I hit her for the first time in her life, it would of been obvious." Might as well try to argue her case, though there's hardly any protest behind her voice. More along the lines of defeat as she attempts to numb this newly formed pain. Ever since Brooklyn was born, she's been determined to give that tyke a better life then she had, and violence in the primary key in that statement.

There's nothing else to say, no argument to make, or point to get across. His face is even cleared of the initial damage, giving Vy the approval to at least cope alone in the corner of the room. An apology comes forth before she disappears into the shadows, wanting desperately to hide away from anyone, especially the one she's hurt so badly. He expresses that he's unsure of what to say, which is exactly why she's decided to retreat into herself, she's just as baffled as he is.

Commotion comes from the center of the room, actually pulling Vy's eyes away from the blank wall to see what's going on. Despite his condition Jeran's decided to venture closer to her for the first time tonight. Is he not scared of her anymore? Perhaps he's not since he questions if she trusts him. "Of course I do." She answers immediately, yet quietly like all of the other times. Her voice simply refuses to go that high.

Tears jolt down her cheeks when he reassures that he still trusts her back. Why? After everything. She swiftly wipes them away before gazing over to him questionably. He request sitting next to her, and the impossible occurs as she feels a huge weight being lifted from her shoulder. Somehow he doesn't completely hate her after everything. "Then lets go to the couch." She agrees softly, maneuvering to her feet prior to supporting him back to the comfortable seating. Last thing he needs is a hard floor beneath him.

"Any nausea or anything?" She questions once they're back on the couch. Best sign of knowing of any concussion symptoms.

'Course that's not going to be the end of the difficult conversation though; and before he has a chance, she cuts back to it. "Brooklyn's far too small to be confused as Jins, so is Kyanite." She feels the need to reassure, as painful as it is to speak about. "But if it makes you feel better, I'll go see someone about it. Okay? I'm really glad you care about my daughter." It's a first to say the least, and she'd do anything to keep it that way. Her still shaky hand goes to a clear side of his face to coax. "I'm so sorry." Could say that a million times before it even makes a dent.

[*]

Jeran is bound and determinded not to make her feel horrible about this whole ordeal when he should do everything the exact opposite. He should be the one to dismiss her. He should ignore her and fear her for everything that she just put him through, yet even though he wants to, he can't. Not with Vy. Not with the one he's come to fall in love with. Accident or not, he won't hold that grudge against her, yet he may seem still a bit upset. It's almost like falling down as a kid. If you're afraid to walk, you won't go anywhere.

Try again.

Don't let one horrible incident mold his view on the blond sitting in the corner of his own home, afraid to be near to him. With every step closer though, it's giving him more and more confidence. Those tears in her eyes are for him. It's regret for what happened. It's screaming louder and louder than any verbal apology will pass through his ears. He can see how terribly sorry she is. Actions speak louder than words, in this case.

He moves up beside her, almost ready to sit down, telling her that neither of them should sleep alone tonight. Her immediate reaction is to furiously wipe away the tears cascading down her eyes and getting up to her feet. Her arm goes around his back, pleading like to get him back to the couch, and he allows it, letting his own hand go to touch her back and walk back to the couch as they bit sit down. A heavy breath escapes his lips.

"Not now. Back in the forest..." He slightly lets one side of his lip curl upward. "I didn't want to gross Dunham out, so no." He drops his hand that is holding the ice pack to his swollen eye and leans his head back against the couch.

"Brooklyn's far too small to be confused as Jins, so is Kyanite." He turns his head to her and peeks through his good eye that's slitted. He gently nods to her.

"Glad to know it's just me that resembles Jins." He makes a slight joke that's evident in his voice along with a deep chuckle. "Can you do me a favor though? Target Matthew next time, will ya? Not me. My superiors are going to have a hayday when I explain that 'you' beat me up over a nightmare... and I let you." The smile is so evident on his face despite the pain.

"But if it' make syou feel better, I'll go see someone about it. Okay? I'm really glad you care about my daughter. I'm so sorry." For once, he stays silent as her hand goes to caress his face. He even leans into her hand, enjoying the sweet touch instead of the harsh he received earlier.

His now free hand, moves around her, pulling her close to him. "I don't know why, but I feel bad that I can't protect you from your dreams. No one should have to go through that. Not Kya. Not Matthew nor you. I've got a good ear though, if you want to talk to me. No one else will understand that you go see. You're just another client. Another round of money. They will be paid to listen to you. I would be different. I've always been there for Kya when it happened. Listen to her waking up in the middle of the night crying or walk out of my room in the middle of the night to see the livingroom light on. I'll be here for you. You must know that." He whispers out, hearing how the silence in the house meant that the other three were probably asleep already.

"You're sorry won't be sufficient enough." He remarks suddenly. Instead, he places a finger at his lip. He turns to her and grins. "Kiss it and make it better."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Sickness, surprisingly that's the only concern left now. Somehow she's managed to redeem herself in this short time period, and it's all thanks to the amazing man beside her. There's no telling what changed his mind so suddenly, but she's certainly not going to complain. Being able to sit within a foot of him, not having to avert feared eyes directed her ways, it's more then she could ever ask for. Though if something more was wrong because of the damage she enforced, all of this could dissipate like that; which is exactly why she then questions his condition, despite hating the subject.

"Guess that's good." Vy attempts to follow with the positivity, sounds like their best option. If he's not nauseas anymore that could mean the chances of a concussion has passed, least they can hope. "We should still stay up for a little bit longer. You have to tell me if you feel sick, okay?" She attempts to get a promise from him, even if she doesn't deserve it. He does, and if it is going to get worse, she's prepared to handle it and face her consequences. Looks like she just has to keep him up for now, bringing up the conversation she'd rather avoid to do just that.

There's no telling if a similar event will occur. She didn't have control of it this time, and currently she can't prevent it. What she can do is reassure that the other females under this roof are in no danger because of her. The men however? Different story. "You don't." Vy objects as soon as Jeran mentions he must have a resemblance to the enemy they all had in the past. If Matthew stumbled upon her first, she would of reacted the exact same way. And funny enough Jeran requests going after Matt if it were to happen again. "I'll keep that in mind." She agrees with a weak smile. Sort of wish she had attacked him instead, he would of easily fought back. Everyone knows they've had plenty of encounters before. If only she had control over that though.

Perhaps there is a chance of avoiding this in the future, seeing a professional that is. There has to be a cure for everything, right? And with desperation for any kind of prevention, Vy offers that as their solution. In return an arm drapes around her to pull her closer, an embrace she assumed she'd never get again from the one she cares so deeply for. Absolutely no resistance comes from her as she sinks into his hold, more tears returning from this great relief he's generously provided. His following words are so precious, though the first part she's unable to comprehend. "You feel bad." She jokes with a hushed chuckle, curling up as close as she can to him, as if now's her opportunity to protect him.

She then goes quiet to closely listen to his caring speech of how she doesn't need a professional, that he has the best ears for her problems. He even comes with experience as he's been the best brother anybody could ask for, lucky Kyanite. If only talking about her feelings came that easy to Vy. Either way he's here for her though, with more love and acceptance then she'd ever dream of. "I do now." She answers in a whisper, hating the fact that she was too stupid to be aware of that before. Better late then never.

Suddenly Jeran declares that her apologizes aren't good enough for the damage she's done. Of course she freezes with fear of being pushed away after all the progress they've made. He surprises her to no end with a better way of making up for it. "Yes sir." She agrees with the peacekeeper mentality still plastered in her brain. Without a second of hesitation she gently brings her lips to his swollen ones, wanting nothing more then so absorb his pain away. If she could take it for herself, she would. But for now she can at least distract him.

"Thank you so much Jeran." For the first time she finally looks at him directly in the eyes. Doesn't matter if her own are puffy and red from the sorrows she's feels, if anyone has the right to see her as such, it's him. She cuddles against his chest again, extremely grateful for his comfort. "I don't know what I'd do without you." Her bottom lip gets squeezed between her teeth harshly to hold back anymore feelings. The thoughts that she could of ruined it all between the two of them, is as painful as anything else. "I'm so in love with you. I can't believe I...." She buries her face in his shirt instead of continuing with her words, he must already know.

[*]

Just like a kid that accidently hurt someone, making them kiss it to make it better is just a technique and one that he's all for wanting to get. With his finger placed up against his lips and telling her the comprimise to make the accident better, he waits for her to respond to him. She does so by two words 'Yes, sir'. He looks her in the eyes when she slowly starts to come to him and very gently, almost as if she'd hurt him further, places her lips against his. He returns the kiss, slightly holding her there before parting and leaning his head back from her. He doesn't let his hands move away from her at all though.

"Thank you so much Jeran." He cocks his head slightly to the right, curiosity plastering his face.

"For what?" He questions her. She looks him in the eye and he notices how much regret is in her reddened eyes. This is the reason he can't be mad at her any longer. The reason why he can't keep the blame or hold a grudge against the blond because she never meant to do it in the first place. At first, it was his only wish was to stay away from her and keep her from touching him again. It wasn't fear that he was feeling. It was the embarrassment that she could do that to him when he didn't fight back. It was worst in front of Matthew though he's the one he turned to when it happened.

Slowly, she lays against his chest and he wraps his arms around her again, leaning back and feeling exhaustion befall upon him.

"I dont know what I'd do without you." She barely says before he looks at her and her facial expression.

"It's okay, Vy." Just to make things a little worst for her, a slight joke somehow finds the surface again. "I know I'd still be asleep without you..." He gently lays his lips against the top of her head and lets his body relax with her against him. No sooner had the house become quiet, that something so loud is said.

"I'm so in love with you. I can't believe I..." He squeezes her tighter against him, interlocking his fingers and encircling her within his grasp.

"Nor can I, Vy... nor can I." He states, then continues. "... things happen for a reason. If it was to get this close to you, I might consider doing it again. Just give me a warning in advance that I can at least fight back, okay? But Vy..."

He breaks the chain around her body and gently lifts her head up by his hand under her chin. "Look at me. Don't dwell on this, okay? The wounds will heal. What I feel in my heart for you won't turn me away from you despite one bad night, okay?" He shakes his head and interlocks his fingers around her again, sighing heavily. "Love you, too."

He smirks and closes his eyes, feeling his body relax in the comfort of having Vy with him. "You're not doing a good job keeping me awake."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

A shrug consumes Vy's shoulders along with a bowed head when Jeran questions why she's thanking him. Obviously for being the amazing person that he is, forgiving her already though she doesn't even deserve it. There's a million reasons why she should be grateful for him, but admitting to so only evokes the horrible things she's done to him. How she's far from deserving of him. Instead of answering, she then expresses that she's just unaware of what she'd do without him. For her entire life she's been determined to never rely on someone in that way, not so much anymore now.

His comfort is unexplainable, as she's given permission to curl up close to him again. After everything...she's unable to believe he's this forgiving, yet not surprised at the very same time. This is Jeran after all. He reassures that it's all okay now, even if he'd be peacefully asleep in his own bed if it wasn't for her. A pathetic chuckle escapes her lips as if to agree, though she's very careful to not disturb this precious moment she's somehow been granted. It's almost sickening to think this horrible altercation has actually made them closer.

The truth then maneuvers from Vy's voice, sharing the overpowering love she has for Jeran. Was it present prior to this event? Certainly. But it's these very sensations that has her actually admitting to them. It's not an attempt at a better apology, it's pure honesty from a connection built over a long period of time. Whether he feels the same is just a risk she's willing to take after all of this.

He pulls her closer and wraps his arms fully around her in return, and even if he said nothing, this gesture is enough for her. Of course his precious words still preach out to comfort her even more, assuring her that he understands. It's the following statement that shocks her though, telling her that it might of been worth it given the closeness they now feel. Plenty of times they've been this near, but he's right, it's different now. Better somehow. "I will." She promises to giving him a warning if another violent bounding moment is going to occur between them.

Arms loosen from around her and lets out the warmth, Jeran doesn't move away though, only bringing her face up to see his. He tells her to not dwell over what happened, that his wounds will dissipate but his feelings for her won't. "Okay." She agrees with a small nod, before her head lands back on his chest again.

The most valuable words then fill the room, that he also loves her back. A wobbly smile comes across Vy's lips in response, not expecting that she'd be graced with such a statement already. Her head cuddles against him closer, if that's even possible, never wanting to leave this spot. Sure she may be doing a crappy job at keeping him awake, but everything might be okay now. Nothing could possibly take that away.

"Sorry." Vy jokes with a yawn of her own. "Are you feeling sick again? You can probably safely sleep if you're not. Plus i'll kill you if you don't wake up." Too early for that sort of humor? Not when it's Jeran. With her by his side now, she refuses to let anything happen to him ever again.

[*]

After such a horrible ordeal, Jeran's mind is telling him that sleep is what he needs, but also there's the opposite saying he needs to stay awake a little bit longer. Since his companion is letting him drift off adn become too comfortable with her in his grasp, he feels the need to mention it to her. The words are soft, and slow; dreamlike. Though he does smirk as the words escape his swollen lips. Her response is normal. An apology for this sort of night is having her reveal her deepest secrects and words she probably don't relay on a normal basis.

"It's okay." He says back to her. He listens to her yawn and right before she finishes, he's also yawning as a triggered reaction. What come from her mouth next actually brings out a painful chuckle as his lips move causing his swollen mouth to move and cause a bit of pain. "Ow. Vy... no jokes." He reaches up to his face, putting his hand to his mouth to kind of relax the muscles away from his lips and cheek. The stinging pain disappating shortly thereafter enough for him to relax.

"I will wake up, promise. If it's the last thing I do, I'll make sure to do that for you. I don't want to think of you killing me for real. ha. ha." He shakes his head slightly and then leans against the couch, flinching as the side of his face touches the object. "Hey Vy... What do you think you're going to do when you get out of the peacekeeper corps? Got any place in mind that you'll go? What you'll do?"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

No jokes, that's probably best. Though it is an amazing way to lighten the moment mentally, it evokes physical pain upon Jeran's wounded face. "Okay." Vy agrees with a quiet chuckle. "Sorry." This apology is unlike the rest as a small grin still remains on her lips. The fact that she got a small laughter out of him has her satisfied, it's far from the discomfort she gave him earlier.

Sleep is long overdue after everything that happened, and permission is given from Vy as long as Jeran promises to wake up. Of course he does, with no desire to have her actually kill him. Just another joke, but it does weaken her smile from memories of what she just did. "No jokes, remember?" She forces her smirk to recollect itself upon her cheeks. Can't hold that comment against him, especially after tonight and the note that he's only kidding. Truthfully there's probably nothing he can say that'll anger her, if anything it can only make her upset with herself...such as the thought of actually taking such an amazing person's life away.

Instead of falling asleep, Jeran redirects the conversation to something else. As long as they're not discussing tonight's event, Vy doesn't mind in the least. Plus it's further reassurance that he has no severe damage. He questions if she has any plans after being a peacekeeper, a faraway thought she's never considered. "Can't say I do." She shares honestly, for his ears and no one else's. If any other person had asked her this, she'd probably come up with a bullshit. For some reason she finds the need to be nothing but truthful towards him.

"It's so far in the future." She comments with a sigh, sinking into his hold as her muscles finally relax from the change of topic. "Sort of feels like it's never going to happen. What about you?" She asks curiously, hoping that he has interesting plans since he brought it up. Is this a hint that they might actually be together at that point? Because as much as Vy doesn't want to assume, it does warm her heart tremendously.

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Sleep isn't something that is needed at this very moment. Not when the possiblity of closing his eyes to fall asleep will lessen these moments with the blond in his arms. In truth, her being this close and with good intentions is actually something he wants to keep to himself. If he falls asleep, then just like that - it'll be over. New questions arise, but ones that have purpose behind them, if only he'd reveal the liklihood that they may stay close for the next 20 years. There's no doubt they will, but things can happen. Anything can happen when you are the capitol's law.

"Can't say I do." Is the answer firstly given to him. It's something odd to think that when they get out of the peacekeepers she really has no desire to do something new and exciting. She has no desire to really think enough ahead to secure a life for herself or for Brooklyn, whom will be well into her twenty's by the time her mom is out of the pks. The thought of it has his eyebrow raising upward.

"It's so far in the future. Sort of feels like it's never going to happen. What about you?"

He isn't entirely shocked that she feels that way. Anything, judging on tonights events and the ones that happened with his sister, can occur in a moments notice. He knows that they may or maynot have plans for the future, but he needs to know. His mind won't let him live another moment without a plan or some sort of 'something' to look forward to.

"You are joking, right? YOu have no idea what you want to do in the next twenty years? You don't want to travel the district or get a new job. Settle down with someone or help your daughter move or anything? You've really not thought past tomorrow?" His voice comes more alive now, wondering what is going through her head. "For myself, I want to settle down. I need to find a job that'll give me some form of purpose in my life. Did I mention that I'm going to become a medic for the peacekeepers? I've looked into it. Spoke to someone about it, but I've not been given an answer yet."

A gentle yawn escapes his lips, making him wince at the force of opening his mouth to release the sign of exhaustion, but he continues. "I hope they'll accept me cause they need more muscles then healers, but if I get it, I can help Ky more. I can help you and Brooklyn more, too. One day, I'd like... I'd like it if we were to stay together...."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Future planning has never been a strong quality within Vy. Before Brooklyn her only goal was getting into the Games, to either die or come home to a life of no responsibilities. Then her little one came about and neither could be an option for her any longer, the possibilities are just far too risky. She still can't stand the idea of her daughter landing in the care of Brittany. So now her only aspirations is giving Brooklyn a much better life then she ever had, and anything more just feels unreachable...such as this amazing guy providing the comfort around her, though he's only proving that belief to be wrong.

Is there more of a future for her? Because it feels even more impossible after tonight. But now with Jeran's acceptance and love, it's by far baffling.

Apparently her lack of dreaming is shocking to Jeran, though the way he puts it is quite humorous, making it sound like everyone plans twenty years in advance. "Just have to make sure Brooklyn's happy and healthy, and I really don't want to imagine her moving out. She's only two." Vy pathetically laughs, feeling a slight sting from the idea of her daughter leaving one day. Then who would she have?

Well hopefully Jeran, as she'd never oppose to such longterm company. For some reason the idea of keeping him sounds too good to be true though. Sure he's too kind to ever hurt her, but maybe that's exactly why he deserves better.

With no desire to go back into the sorrow of tonight, she gratefully distracts herself with Jeran's precious voice describing his hopes. Of course he's craving a purpose, yet to still settle down. It's exactly like him, perfect. Nothing that'll put him in danger, though still something meaningful. "That's amazing Jeran." Vy comments when he mentions becoming a medic in the Corps. It's still up in the air, but it's no secret that he has a way of patching people up...in far more ways then one.

The last of his words leaves Vy speechless. She's never been in a serious relationship, let alone been given such love. How do either of them know if it'll last or for how long? She'd like to think otherwise, especially because of who he is, but she can't stop considering how she can ruin it. Hell she came damn close to tonight. Her hands embrace one of his just to be closer and steal a bit of his warmth, while she takes a moment to figure out how to respond. "I'd like that to." She actually replies with due to the fact that it's not a lie. There's nothing she'd love more, even if she finds it difficult to imagine.

[*]

Jeran's attention to Vy's plans is doubtful. She has no plans for the future but to look at each day as if it were her own plan. What happens, happens and that's about it for her. She is living her life as normal as possible what with being a peacekeeper and having a two year old daughter. Her reinforcement of his own plans though is overwhelming how she voices it and with her tone. She calls it 'amazing', but Jeran doesn't want the praise so he just shakes his head.

Though, the topic changes suddenly with a bit of hesitation about helping his sister and Vy and her daughter. He wantsto be with her for longer then just right now. His inability to just come out and say it has Vy's cheeks reddening as he notices when he turns his head to the side and to try to look at her and to see her facial expression. Only, he can't see it just yet. Instead, he just has to listen to her answer which takes a little longer than normal and has his heart racing with a fluttering pace. His mind is racing with way to deal with the rejection that he knows is coming. His thoughts have to include that if she might feel the same about him the way he feels about her, then she would have stopped trying to kill him out in the woods. Maybe, she don't feel the sa...

"I'd like that to." A bit stunned, he merely stares at her cheek, unable to look her directly in the eyes, but her motions give him much more of a stable heart rhythm back. She grabs his hand and squeezes it, holding it close to her person. A difficult smile appears on his lips as he leans his head back and finaly relaxes.

"Hmph..."

He makes the sound obvious enough for Vy to hear. "Is that all I get? Nothing more than just... I'd like that, too?" His voice hold a humorous tone to it, evidently with a smile on his lips. "I know it's not allowed with us being in the corps, but would it be okay to unofficially ask you to be more than just my friend? I mean... how long has it been since we met? Almost a year... I think? Right? It's obvious as much as we've been together... and those times we've 'been together'..." He gets frustrated trying to think of the words.

"What I'm trying to say is... say you'll give me something to look forward to in the next twenty years? Will you unofficially - officially be my girlfriend?" He questions her and places a hand to her cheek to gently turn her face toward him.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Is that all Jeran gets? An agreement that the idea of staying together sounds desirable? Well he deserves a lot more, but that's beyond the point. He should have someone more like his sister, beautiful and sweet. Not s a fighter that nearly killed him. Who is she to inform him of that though? There's even an urge in her to think otherwise, that she may actually be wrong. Yet another side of her wants him to have better.

A small chuckle and slow shake of the head arrives from Vy when Jeran mentions how long they've been together, and repeats those exact words again with emphasis behind them. Funny how they've never actually been together, yet she's closer to Jeran then any other man she's ever slept with...which is an understatement given she never cared about any of them. But does that mean they should unofficially make it a relationship? What if only pain results from all of this. Hard to belief differently after tonight.

"You're cute." Vy comments after a quick glance at his frustration. Seconds later she's curling up closer to him, with his hand still wrapped within hers to pull his hold in.

He corrects himself to make his request more understandable, and causes Vy's cheeks to light up like a tomato. Is he really asking her to be his girlfriend? Instinctively it has her cracking up, though it at leasts come out lightly. "Did I hit you that hard? Should I be worried you do have a concussion?" She attempts to play it off, though his fingertips only turn her features to face him to express his sincerity. Right, no jokes.

"I've..." Don't need to be confessing everything to him. "I'm just not really the girlfriend type. Sort of surprised you think I am." Might as well warn him, no matter how he may react. Seems like a big thing they have going for them is the honesty, feels logical to keep it up.

Wait, is she dismissing a committed relationship because of the tittle that comes with it? A chance to be loyal with the first person she's ever fell for. There's no denying the idea of Jeran with someone else is extremely painful, despite the fact she feels he's deserves it. Catch twenty-two all the way around. "But I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Haven't even had any pointless sex since I fell for you, and you don't putout easily." She has to joke in this serious conversation. "I'd love to unofficially-officially be your girlfriend." She agrees with a blush even brighter then before.

[*]

"Did I hit you that hard? Should I be worried you do have a concussion?" Jeran only shakes his head and grins lightly to her.

"No. Vy. I don't have a concussion. Honest. Maybe you just knocked some courage and sense into me?" As much as he didn't want jokes, this one couldn't be helped and it seemed somewhat appropriate. Still, the moment runs at a high moment when he looks at her in the eyes and tries to get her to answer, but what she mentions only makes his heart drop out of pure sadness. An overwhelming sensation of cold when she mentions that isn't the girlfriend type. Was this her way of rejecting him? After everything he let slide, his eyes move away from her and to the side of the couch. Stupidity seeminly to appear on his features as he grows silent. Even his grip is lost on her as much as he was trying before, he's just barely holding on to her.

"But I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Haven't even had any pointless sex since I fell for you, and you don't putout easily."

His eyes immediatley go to her as she points out that they've not even had sex to become this close to her. It was what he was aiming for, right? Although, there are reasons for that and for why he's never 'putout', but it's merely a personal choise and the lack of the right person to be with. He's never admitted that before and refuses to unless the time comes.

"IS that a bad thing?" He says quickly before she chimes out something that he was wanting in the first place. She agrees with him and has given him the title of her boyfriend. Something that has a painful grin appearing on his face almost instantly as he wraps his arms around her and turns her face, once more, toward him to capture her lips softly, twice.

"Thank you, Vy... jokes are allowed now." He whispers into her ear and leans back trying to get comfortable. "Thanks... for not killing me tonight; although feel free to now. I'll die happy."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

It's unexplainable how Jeran manages what he does. Somehow making everything feel okay, when not long before Vy was convinced she'd never be allowed close to him again...now he's making it sound like it was meant to be. "Then I should of..." Done it sooner, but that's far too painful to say, even if it is a joke. "Too soon." She admits with a sigh, yet a smile to go along with it. If he's able to joke about it, that's good enough.

The lighthearted energy dissipates in seconds when Vy mentions that she's not the girlfriend type. Didn't think it'd be so important, though she quickly corrects herself with an addition. Just because she dislikes the name, doesn't mean she's not feeling exactly as he does. He jokingly questions if it's the lack of fully sleeping together that's a bad thing. "Terrible. How dare you want more then just sex." She sarcastically replies with a snuggle closer to get him to understand.

Honestly the least she can do is accept a silly tittle. And just as fast, the tables turn again as those comforting arms embrace her once more. Guess the commitment is important to him, and oddly enough Vy's glad it is. She doesn't want to imagine him with anyone else.

In return her chin gets lifted up by his fingers to connect their lips together. There's the tiniest taste of metal to his sweet mouth, but it's well worth it with the chance that she's absorbing his pain. She attempts to sooth him as long as she's allowed before he finally pull away for good, not just a small tease and reattaching like magnets. Still it's hard for Vy to stay away, though he does leave a large smirk in his place.

What did he say with a thanks? Her brains in a whirlwind from that unbelievable kiss, but she does pull herself around to focusing on his words and not just the sensations he causes. Though she comes in at the worst time since he's talking about his death, and that she's allowed to kill him now. "Shut up. You're not allowed to die. I don't know what I'd do without you." She demands with another yawn. A moment later she's curling up closer and resting her head against his chest again. She's determined to make sure that amazing heart continues beating, though the precious sound makes her eyes heavy enough to finally shut for the night.