Love is a Three Letter Word [You]

XVI

"Have you thought about sex?" Blavat pointed to Vincent. 

"What?" 

"Have you thought about sex?" Blavat repeated his question. "Most people turn to drugs, drinks, or sex if they're going through something rough. You don't seem the type to drink or do drugs so have you fucked anyone lately?"

"I don't want to run this risk of catching an illness or having a surprise child," Vincent replied. 

"So find a guy and use protection," Blavat shrugged. "It's not that hard. Sirius!" Blavat shouted and turned to look at his left. "Will you do me a favor and shut the fuck up? I'm trying to offer my honest advice here!" He cleared his throat and turned his attention back to Vincent. "All I'm saying is that if you want to get over your last relationship but don't want anything serious maybe you should just fuck a few people, make some bad decisions, and then look for a real partner. That's the order people usually use." 

"I don't think that is quite how that works." 

"Well, you have to start somewhere. I would offer my services but I have someone waiting for me," he sighed, resting his head against the glass. 

Vincent stared at him, watching him mutter things for a while, and then he stood up to open the door. Lau had a point. Blavat didn't appear to be much of a threat and he honestly looked interested in leaving the country. There wasn't a need to kill him or hold him here anymore. 

"Are you letting me out?" Blavat stared, not moving even though the door was open. 

"You have someone waiting for you." 

"I knew you were a romantic," he smiled, jumping up to his feet and rushing towards Vincent to hug him. "You just need a big hug and a new boyfriend! Or girlfriend! Or themfriend!" Vincent awkwardly patted Blavat on the back until he released him from the hug. 

"I'll stay in touch!" Blavat smiled. "But only by mail because I don't want our conversations watched by the FBI agents on the internet!" 

"Would you like me to escort you?" Vincent offered. 

"Sure!"

...

There was a knock on Vincent's door. He quickly dried his hair with a towel and threw on some pants before opening it. Lau stood there, gazing at his practically naked self, smirked, nodded, and gave him a thumbs up. "You're hot." 

"What are you doing here?" Vincent ignored the comment. 

"I'm here to thank you with my body," Lau outstretched his arms and smiled. 

"No thanks," Vincent stared closing his door but Lau grabbed it. 

"No! Wait, seriously, I want to thank you for letting Sky travel. Also, I need to ask a favor?" Lau laughed a bit nervously. 

"Why are you asking me favors?" 

"Because I can technically still blackmail you?" 

"I'm starting to think you really do have a knife fetish," Vincent's eye twitched. 

"Sky said you needed to relieve some tension so if you don't mind, can we please fuck?" Lau pleaded. 

"Why?" 

"I thought I made it very clear," Lau frowned. 

"Go get me food and I'll think about it," Vincent slammed the door closed on Lau's fingers and he screamed. 

"I'm not a masochist but you could really convert me!" Lau said loud enough to be heard by Vincent and then went to go get some peace offerings. He returned moments later, or, so Vincent thought, but really it was just Joker.