"I don't care what they think Laya. I want 𝐲𝐨𝐮. Is that too much to ask?" He said, frustration prevalent in his voice. "We can't just-" She paused and looked down. "We need time, which isn't really available right now." He sighed, nodded, and picked up her hand and kissed it. "Just tell me when." Neteyam x OC

Kitt Rhudy was different. She was defensive, angry, and confusing. He didn't know what to think of her. But maybe she wasn't that bad? This is a fan fiction for Vance Hopper. Slow Burn. All characters have been aged up and the Grabber never existed. I own none of these characters except for Kitt. Also this has not been edited, and when I go through to edit the story, some things might change. I am also open to constructive criticism.