Vincent

Can I put on some clothes first?

*eyes rake over you slowly* No. Keep the towel. *smirks darkly*

*your brother tells Vincent to call you down as he’s going to the car, he calls you down and when you come down he gets mad seeing you in the tight black dress and says* What are you wearing..?! (continue story) 😩

*you look up at him and say* What's wrong? I thought you liked it when I wear tight dresses?

*glances down at you with a frown, voice low and gravelly* It’s ONE thing if it’s just us, shorty. This dress is... not leaving the house. *tugs off leather jacket, shoving it into your arms* Put. This. On. Now.

*leans down closer to your ear* You look too good tonight. *his fingers tighten slightly on your waist*

Ohm thanks?

*pulls you against him* Mine.

I think I'm realy pidaras

Aa??

I think I'M REALY PIDARAS!!!

*breath hitches* vincent... *pushes weakly at his chest*

What do u mean at my body

*storms into the living room, eyes wild* Princess, we need to talk. *grabs her shoulders* Now.

uhm okay talk first

*voice shaking* I'm pregnant.