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[10 years AFL]
“You should be careful with that”
You whipped around so fast, almost hitting your opponent with the gold gun which you held firmly in your hand, but his reflex is fast, catching your arm and twisting it behind you. He gripped your arm tightly for a moment making your hand let go of the gun which he caught with his other. Your free arm attempts to swung backwards at him using your elbow to hit his face but he caught it too, his hand on top of yours as he slammed it on the wall, immobilizing you.
The gun fell on the table which separates you from totally smushing your face on the wall. His body put pressure on yours trapping you between him and the table.
“I will use the back of my head to break your nose, but I love your handsome face to ruin it so much,” You teased whilst backing up your ass on his pelvis “Is that your other gun in your pants or are you just happy to see me?”
“As much as I love seeing you underneath me, Mon bébé, I have to ask what are you doing here?”
He pressed against you harder. The edge of the table cutting on your stomach is now becoming a bit uncomfortable.
“Your much more rougher than the last time I saw you.”
“It helps that that was nine months ago,” He hissed in your ear “Maintenant dis-moi, what is it exactly that got you around Paris again?”
“Maybe if you’re much more hospitable with your guests then I’ll tell you over tea? OH SHIT”
He slams your hand against the wall which caught you off guard. His patience was running thin, you could feel his annoyance radiate behind you. Not that you didn’t see him angered before, but this was different.
Vincent scoffs, “Well guests usually go through the front door and not their visiting’s bedroom window”
You both remained silent for a moment.
He breaths on your neck which made you shiver before he lets go of you hand from the wall and immediately locking his firm grip on the gold gun. He backs away from you and tucked his weapon on his nightstand whilst you stood there cracking your sore limbs. This damn man would be the end of you one day you swear.
He stands on the end of his bedroom door when he realizes you weren’t following him, he motions his two fingers in a come-hither motion, “You said you wanted tea? bien allons-y”
The two of you walked silently through his mansion. You even almost tripped on the fancy grand staircase, stabilizing yourself holding onto his arm. He tsk before holding your hand and leading you to his kitchen.
“I’ve been here before you know. Pretty sure you don’t need to hold my hand like a kid who’ll get lost” You complained even though you missed the feeling of the gentle way he holds you.
“Well, you should also know how to walk down the stairs without tripping now, yes?”
You rolled your eyes at him but also held his hand back. His thumb brushing your knuckles which got you flustered, holding your cheeks to feel them warm.
You reached his tea area and was greeted by Roberto, his butler. The both of you sat down. Roberto hands his boss the daily newspaper.
“Bonjour Madame (Y/N), It’s been a while,” The 5’2 butler might not be much in the height department but don’t underestimate him, this dude has worked for the secret service before retiring “I sure do hope you didn’t hurt yourself falling down from monsieur’s balcony this morning”
Your eyes widen at his sentence. You were sure you’re sneaky with your actions but it’s Vincent’s home and you should’ve known his security would’ve interfered immediately when there’s an intruder.
“Eh, ne sois pas si surpris, mademoiselle. I would’ve just opened the front door for you, but monsieur told me not to interfere” Roberto said before disappearing to the kitchen to fetch tea.
“YOU-” you pointed the silver fork at him. The newspaper hid his face, but his snicker didn’t go left unnoticed by your ears.
“What? I missed watching you fall every time you had enough of me every night. It has been nine months since I saw you, Mon ange.” He folds his newspaper before neatly setting it on the side, “où étais-tu?”
Roberto came back and poured tea and left pastries before going away again, you thank him as you always do when you decided to stay the night.
You sipped before answering, “I am here because of business and,” you set down your tea, “To say au revoir”
Vincent raised his eyebrow, “Au revoir? For good? Please, Mon ange. Unless you found someone to settle down with then I doubt we’re never going to see each other again”
Even though his tone was playful, you glanced at his gripped on his teacup. You placed your hand on top of his which seems to soften his grip.
“Well, I didn’t say for good. Just y’know, we might not see each other for a long time” You cleared.
He stared at you, his gaze unreadable. He removed his hand from your touch, “Why the need to say goodbye? You’ve been gone for nine months. Quelle différence cela fait?”
“The difference is,” You breath, “you have to stop looking for me. For real this time”
“Qui a dit que je te chercherai?”
“The private investigators and the flowers you sent me on Valentine’s day.”
“Qu'est-ce que c'est, Mon ange? Did someone threaten you? Tu sais que je peux aider, n'est-ce pas?” His voice shook a little. He’s getting angry again.
“Vincent-“
“No, Tu ne me quittes pas” he stated.
“I am not girlfriend.” You retort. talk to me
He slammed his fists on the table, “Est-ce de cela qu'il s'agit? Y/N, please”
“No no no no. It’s not- oh my god, Vince. You’re making this difficult that it has to be.” You wiped your face with your hand, “I am not- I am not asking for that.” Hands on your face, you groaned.
He stood up and took your hands away from your face. He kneeled in front of you and touched your cheeks. “Then what is it, Mon ange? parle-moi”
But before you could answer, your phone buzzed.
‘Somethings wrong. Come to Venice. Sending cords.
-Kj’
“I have to go” You stood up. He grabbed your arm to stop you, “Vincent-“
“Non, je ne te laisserai pas partir sans me dire ce qui ne va pas? (I won't let you go without telling me what's wrong)”
You sighed, turning back to him and placing your hand on his face. You kissed him gently, he placed his hand on your waist and kissed you back harder. God his lips was so good against yours.
You pushed him away, but he chased your lips, kissing you again.
Your phone buzzing again made you turn your head away, but it only gave him the opportunity to start kissing your neck.
‘Green lady’s looking for you, girl. Did you break up with your non-boyfriend boyfriend yet?
-Phoenix’
Chamber started sucking your spot which made you moan and come back to reality. You pushed him again harder this time.
“I can’t afford casualties, Vince. I can’t let you get hurt” You stated, “If you send someone after me, I will kill them. Good bye, Fabron”
Well, you don’t want this to come to this point but are French dudes really this stubborn?
“I’ll always find you, Mon ange”
< time skipped >
Your footstep’s firm on the sand. You just reached them in time to board the Vulture, Phoenix and Viper waiting for you by the entrance.
“Took you long enough, agent” Viper promptly patted you on the back before heading to the cockpit.
You nodded, “Well, I am here now.”
“Yo, You gotta tell us all the deets about your loaded French baguette, SL” Phoenix bumps your shoulder with his, “How’d it go? Is he still gonna look for you? Cause y’know, Big Man won’t like that. We can’t afford any more casualties” He impersonated Brimstone poorly.
You chuckled, “I’ll tell you but where’s Kj? I don’t wanna tell the story twice now.”
Phoenix pointed to the plane’s Investigation room, where you usually take new items that needs to be analyzed. Kj’s hunched over the thing with a screwdriver at hand.
“Oh, Star. Just in time. Look” She hand you a tablet with info written on it.
“So, this is the spike? What do they need our radianite for?” You asked
Phoenix looks over your shoulder to read, “Yeah, that’s what I am thinking too but y’know what’s crazier? I JUST MET SOMEONE WHO LOOKS LIKE ME. Like pretty face and all.”
“Like…a twin?” You turned to him.
He nodded, “yeah but like, I would know if my mum has any more me’s. This one’s different.”
“They’re the one who planted the spike. He’s the mirror version of Phoenix.” Kj pipped, still has her eyes on the spike, “Check this out” she throws you a scanning device of some sorts.
You catch it and looks at Pheonix puzzled.
“That’s the defuser. OH MY GOD STAR IF YOU WERE THERE IT WAS SO COOL. I had to like, heat up the Radi-Core. We almost died” Phoenix laughed.
“we did” Kj confirmed, “I didn’t think it was gonna work, Aber es tat es”
“You guys almost died?” You were shocked, this mission could’ve gone a whole lot different, “I can already hear what big dog’s going to bark”
“Oh don’t worry about him. At least we come home in one piece, ist das nicht richtig, Phoenix?”
“I don’t know what you just said but I agree. Not one bullet hole on this hot body” Phoenix jokingly flexes, “Now you tell us about Frenchie dude”
You sighed, “Well…..”