"Who's the Vees?" {Requests open!}

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Velvette POV

Valentino looked down, I don't know what he was thinking but his mind was filled with guilt. I still don't fucking know what they were pissed and yelling about because Val hasn't told anything me anything yet.
They probably got overreacted over a small issue, this happens all the time anyways.
With minor disagreements to slight inconveniences; they always get pent up over something.

But.. Vox never gets that riled up into tears, Vox either puts it off or isolates himself. That makes me believe the issue is bigger than I thought. I think that someone actually screwed up this time.

I had to interrupt the silence, saving the awkwardness and shattering the silent atmosphere.
" Say Val.. "
He looked up with a curious look. Pausing his movement.
" What were you guys talking about for.. something like this to happen. "

I stretched my arms out into the air, yawning . I continued to grab a sketchbook next to me while listening. I opened it up to pages filled with dress designs, I doodled to pass the time of Val's irritating words.
" Uhh.. so like I-- "
He paused to look for the right words.
--Who honestly knows what he's going to say.

" I was trying to convince Vox into an idea and he just kept saying ' no ' or like.. ' later maybe."
I interrupted his words. It was clear what he was trying to acutally do, because right now he is covering up his words.
" Sex. "

He sat his hands down and looked at me with a disapproving frown.
" OMG. Every time I say something like this you both act like this! You fuck! Whatever! "
It kind of makes me laugh when they react like that, they always deny it but I clearly have eyes!
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Silence followed my words, he didn't want to continue anymore from my comment. " Okay sorry sorry.. continue.. please. "

He rolled his eyes away from me and finished his words.
" Okay.. so he got all pissed and annoyed at me. I do admit I was being annoying, but then he wanted to kick me off his floor and!.--"

" I don't buy that one bit Valentino. You at least admitted to being annoying; but if your just gonna continue with a little made-up story, then I'll just ask Vox myself. "

He groaned loud as he was interrupted once again. " So you trust his words more than mine?"
" -Yeah acutally I do. "
Valentino frowned even more, he was done defending himself against me.

"Thanks for supporting.. "
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" Okay but doll seriously, look! We are over it already! It'll be fine, you don't gotta ask Vox anything. "
I put my pencil down and changed my tone to a more serious sound.

" Okay stop fucking messing around! Tell me or I'm kicking you off my fucking floor. "
His eyes looked down. He didn't know how to say what happened without him sounding like a bitch.

I'm already done with Val. He always changes the situation from what truly happened to what makes him sound good. He must of screwed up bad if he keeps on covering it up like no big deal. I would normally put it off but I really can't. Something is off;
" Okay look, I said something I'm not proud of and I don't ACTUALLY mean. "

He finally caught my attention again. He might actually say the story correctly this time.
I dart my eyes to his face, smiling for a reply.
" Cool. So what is it? You can't just not say anything and not solve the problem. "

He closed his eyes and looked down to grab his glass. " I told him that our partnership was a mistake, that we should've never talked to each other.. -but wait I didn't---"