Vendetta (boyxboy)

[12]I love you.

     "Wakey wakey!" a husky voice brought Vendetta out of his dream which consisted of him at a pet store wanting to buy a giraffe. He groaned and buried himself further down under the blanket, blocking the pale sun of the winter from disturbing him. 

    He felt the blanket being slowly dragged away from him until his face was uncovered, and then something warm and wet was making its way on his face. Managing to move his heavy eyelids, he was met with the sight of a black shape. He blinked a couple of times to focus his vision and realized that the cat, Jack, was licking his face. 

     As soon as he managed to process that, he sat straight up and shoved the cat away from him, but, much to his disappointment, it swiftly landed on the ground, not the least harmed. He groaned in annoyance and was planning on continuing his sleep, but after letting his head fall back down on its initial position, he realized the pillow wasn't there anymore. He left out a loud moan of despair, his nerves having met the edge.

     He closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore the lack of pillows, until he heard the window next to the bed open. Much to his horror, the blanket on top of him was snatched away as well, leaving him under the horribly cold wind, snowflakes making their way on his bed.

     "Holly shit I'm awake close the fucking window you jackass!" he yelled loudly, curling into a ball to keep himself warm. The window was soon closed but the cold air was still there, leaving him trembling in the middle of the king sized bed. 

     "Get up now!" Vladimir insisted, grabbing him by the shoulder and shaking him violently.

    With a groan, Vendetta stretched and rolled around in the bed until he fell off with a loud thud, thud soon followed by loud laughter coming from Vlad. After standing up, he went to the bathroom and washed his face. When he got back in the room, the other villain wasn't by the bed anymore. Following the sweet smell of caffeine, Vendetta reached to the kitchen where Vlad was sitting with two cups nicely placed on the table.

     After taking a seat across Vlad and sipping from his cup, he faced the man in front of him, with a frown plastered on his face.

     "When are we gonna rob that bank exactly? " he asked bitterly.

   "Tonight. we're gonna have to sneak in here with the money after taking them, and at night time it's going to be easier." Vlad clarified, then jumped in his seat the moment Vendetta punched the table furiously.

    "Then why the actual fuck did you wake me up so early." he growled, his patience long since lost.

    "Well someone made me sleep on the couch, keeping a freaking king sized bed to themselves. Let me tell you, that couch isn't as comfortable as it looks, and I barely managed to sleep. After waking up way too early for my liking, I felt lonely and bored. So here we are." Vladimir explained with a grin, then resumed sipping his coffee.

     "You woke me up because you were bored..." 

   "Pretty much yeah. Anyway, I came up with a plan while I was suffering on that couch, sleepless and cold under the frightening darkness of the night..." he sighed dramatically. "It seems that you and Blaze have a thing together, so I was thinking you could distract him seductively while I would go and steal the money from the bank." he proposed.

    "Uh... We have been ignoring each other for a while now, I think that me randomly deciding to hump him in public would give him a clue on what would be going on." Vendetta replied, irony dripping from his tone.

     "Well yeah, you could do that or you could fight him. As long as he's distracted it'll do." Vlad shrugged.

     The villain sighed and lowered his head, staring at the black liquid in his cup. After thinking about it, he realized he over reacted at hearing that Blake was Blaze all along. He had reasons to be mad, of course, but going as far as ignoring him for good was kind of too much. And now he even teamed up with someone else against the hero. He managed to make it seem like Blaze was the victim in the situation all along...And he probably was.