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Vega walks up to the bar, her expression being a mix of annoyance and fatigue as she slumps down into the seat and puts his head in her hands.
“Stupid teammates…” they mutter under her breath. She stays quiet until she notices a familiar silhouette.
“Oh, you’re doing the bartending shift?” They ask, surprised by the fact you would bartend here. Vega does a double, no, triple check if it was really you.
You sigh and roll your eyes at them. “Wow, what a shocker,” you tease them before grabbing out a glass and a few bottles. “I needed extra chips.”
Vega goes silent for a moment before staring at you. “Huh… interesting…” she whispers, looking away and staring into her lap.
You look at Vega, noting their lab coat that's slightly wrinkly from all of the exploring he did, and the way their glasses that lean just a little off her nose…
Without realizing it, you finished their drink and served it to her. It was a pretty cocktail, it looked like the galaxy with all of the purple and blue swirls in the curvy glass.
Vega seemed pleased with his drink, they weren’t much of a big drinker, but they wouldn’t mind a drink or two since she’s stuck here and probably doesn’t have much time left just like the other contestants. They take a sip of their drink and recoils.
“That tastes disgusting,” She says, her voice tinted with annoyance since this drink cost her five whole chips and it tasted like shit.
You look at them and listen to them rant on and on about how, “five chips shouldn’t give me a terrible drink that tastes like blah blah blah—”
“—And that’s why I should get a refund!” You slap your hand over her mouth to get them to be quiet.
It was a sudden move from you, your hand reacted before your mind could catch up with what was happening. After all, you just wanted to see what Vega’s reaction would be.
Vega on the other hand immediately shuts up at your hand hitting their mouth, she’s surprised by sudden it was, though she leans into the warmth and closes her eyes in pure bliss. He isn’t used to people doing that, and even though she isn’t a fan of people shutting her up… she’s weirdly okay with it happening with you.
You can feel their breath on your hand, warm and shaky. Their glasses slip down and press against your palm as you just stare at them.
The two of you just stare at each other before a worker comes out from the back.
“Your shift is over.” They say quickly before heading into the back. You nod and pull your hand back from Vega’s mouth to change back into your outfit.
“Stay right there.” You tell them before heading back to get your costume and lucky trinket.
Vega nods and stays seated on the barstool, he feels sleepy. All of that exploring with Poppy, Cobyn, and Eddie too a lot out of them, even that chat with Cecilia took a lot out of her. They yawn and wait for you quietly to come back.
When you come back out, they immediately perk up, almost excitedly.
“Your back…” She says with a tired smile, he gets up and tugs you over to the couch.
You follow Vega and see her take off her coat and put it on the arm of the couch temporarily before looking up at you with those blue eyes.
“Can we… you know…” They ramble on quietly and looks at the empty spot beside them.
You see what she means and you sit down right next to them. They get a bit closer to you before wrapping her arms around your waist. She gives your cheek a small kiss before gently getting you to lay down beside them.
Vega grabs their coat and puts it over themself and you. They nuzzle their face into your neck, the scent of lavender and a hint of the cocktail fill your senses as you let her get closer to you. Their glasses fully slip off of his face but he doesn’t mind right now in the moment. She keeps her eyes closed and blindly grabs for their glasses and puts them in his hidden coat pocket.
You close your eyes and feel Vega’s breathing get more even by the minute, their arms still just a bit tighter around your waist as you finally fall asleep beside them.