Collide With the Flair of Selfish Machines

XV

(Y/N)'S POV

"I can't believe you, Tony." I heard Vic calmly say as I woke up.

"It was in the heat of the moment." Tony answered. I knew what they were talking about.

"Just give her back to me." Vic cried.

"Tony? Vic?" I woke up delicately and exited my bunk. Jaime and Mike were sleeping.

"Oh hey, (Y/N)." Tony smiled sweetly.

"What's going on?" I rubbed my eyes, only in a pair of sweatpants and a tube top.

"We're just fighting a little." Vic answered.

"No. I was going to bed." Tony left, smiling.

"Was it about the kiss?" I wondered, sitting where Tony was.

"Yeah." Vic answered, depressed.

"Awe, you're jealous and think that I'm with him." I cooed.

"(Y/N)." He gave me a stern look. 

"Sorry. I ruined your moment with Tony." I giggled.

"There's not a thing that you could do that's going to ruin my night." He smiled gently.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"For what?" He cocked his head.

"For being so dramatic all of the time."

"That would be me." He pointed at himself.

"I miss you." I whimpered.

"Same." He nodded. "It's a shame we're not together."

"I don't know if I'll be emotionally ready for a while." She told me. "You might as well forget me."

"What if I can't?" He asked me. "What if I don't want to?" Vic crept closer to me.

"I-I don't know." I leaned toward him.

"You've obviously decided there's more than me. Like Tony." He leaned his forehead on mine.

"No. That was his fault." I giggled.

"This is so hard." He complained. "I'm shaking next to you."

"Why? What is?" I was curious.

"It's hard trying to live alone." Vic mumbled.

"Then don't." That was the last thing I said.

My soft lips pressed against his. It was the first time in over a year. He tilted his head to the side and went deeper. I put my hand on his thigh as he caressed my cheek. I grabbed his hand on my face. Was I ready?