Here With You

You and Viv held hands on your way back to the apartment.

The two of you stayed silent for all of it. You weren’t kidding when you said you were here for her, and you didn’t want to say anything that’ll make her think you were pressuring her to talk about what’s happening with her.

Plus, it’s nice to have a quiet moment with Viv. You rarely have those since you’re always with your girlfriends when you meet her. She always has this bubbly and energetic personality when she’s around a group of people; but now that she’s alone with you, she seems content to just walk with you hand-in-hand in silence.

Maybe it’s just because she’s tired from a long day. Maybe you’re just imagining her content smile that’s making you think she’s happy she doesn’t have to have her personality turned up to eleven right now. It doesn’t really matter. You’re here to be with Viv. Whatever version she decides to show you.

In a few minutes, you’re back on the third floor of your apartment building. You haven’t let go of each other’s hands since you started walking back here, and as you stop in front of your apartment’s door, your arm stretches out towards Viv who’s still making her way to her apartment. As she feels your arm resisting to come with her, she looks back at you. You both realize you had different ideas about where this night was going to end.

“Oh. Uh~, right.” Viv says with an awkward chuckle upon realizing why you stopped walking with her. “Thanks for being someone, Junior. I can take it from here.” Viv says before letting go of your hand and unceremoniously walking away. It wasn’t the quiet and reserved Viv that told you that though, it was a lot bubblier than the person you just spent time with a few minutes ago.

“Wait—” You tried to call out to her, but she already closed the door to her apartment. “Fuck.” You say to yourself under your breath. That ended quicker than you would have wanted, but it seems your moment of hesitation to go with her was enough of an opening for Viv to end the night. Ensuring that she’ll avoid telling you what happened to her.

You take a deep breath full of regret, but also one of acceptance that you fucked that up. You decide to leave Viv alone and not **** her to come with you to your apartment to talk some more. You reach into your left side pocket to get your keys and feel nothing. You instantly pat both your sidepockets in panic. Cellphone on the right, where it usually is when you go out. You check both your back pockets after. Your wallet is in your right back pocket like usual, and nothing’s in your left back pocket like usual.

Fuuuuuuuck.

Do you wake the girls up? You shouldn’t. The entire point of not waking Tanya up earlier was to let her continue her blissful sleep. You look to your right towards Viv’s apartment door, and you wonder if this is the universe telling you something again.

You could knock on Viv’s door…

No. You should knock on Viv’s door. She needs someone. You were already that earlier. Why stop now!?

You’re still not moving though. You’re still frozen in place.

What are you waiting for!?

What if Viv just wants to be left alone now?

Jesus Christ, you’re a pussy. Just go!!

Instead of mentally slapping yourself, you actually slap yourself this time to pump yourself up to just knock on Viv’s door. She already admitted to liking you, and you did the same thing just earlier.

What’s stopping you from going to her?

What if your girlfriends interpret it the wrong way?

THEY WON’T! They all approve of you pursuing more relationships if that's what you want to do. They all approve of Viv. They all want you to stop yourself from stopping yourself too.

Go to your future fucking girlfriend and comfort her!

Your mental cheerleading finally got your body to move and walk to the front of Viv’s door. You stare at the 303 in front of her door and ask yourself if you should just knock or ring the doorbell. You decide on knocking. Maybe Viv has already fallen asleep since the time you started arguing with yourself. You might wake her up and make her irritable with the —

STOP OVERTHINKING THIS AND JUST DO IT!

You motion your hand to knock but stop yourself.

Not because you were afraid to knock. It’s because the door swung open before you could.

“Oh, Jesus Christ!” Viv reacts upon seeing you right in front of her door. “What the fuck, Junior!? You startled me.” Viv adds.

“Sorry. I was just about to knock.” You explain to her.

“Yeah, I can see that.” Viv says before glancing at your raised fist, making you drop your arm to your side immediately. “What do you want?” Viv asks you.

“I realized I left my keys and can’t open my apartment door—” you start telling her, before realizing something yourself. “Wait a minute, where are you headed off to now?” you ask her with a raised eyebrow.

“I-uh…” Viv started to stutter, and you can’t stop yourself from giving her a teasing smile. Viv just rolls her eyes, annoyed that you busted her.

“I realized I was being a bitch and was running away again. I promised myself to be more honest about my feelings for you, and what I just did was the opposite of that.” Viv admits after closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. “I wanted to apologize for running away, and I wanted to thank you properly for being here for me tonight.” Viv says sincerely, although she’s not looking at you when she says it.

“I’m not done being here for you.” You assure her.

“I thought you just left your keys?” Viv asks you.

“I wouldn’t find my keys in your apartment, would I?” You answer her with a playful smile.

“I don’t know. Maybe? I can help you go and look.” Viv answers you just as playfully. “You want to come in?” Viv finally asks, and all you could do is nod. You walk inside Viv’s apartment that is similar in layout to yours. You hear Viv close the door behind you and you turn around towards her.

“So~, where do you think your keys might be?” Viv asks with a naughty smile, before glancing towards a door that you assume is her bedroom. You notice something else too. You notice the bags under her eyes that weren’t there this morning. She looks exhausted, and her eyes don’t have the hunger you would expect from someone who wants to sleep with you. Then again, maybe you’ve just been spoiled by your girlfriends.

“Yeah. Worth a look.” You answer her playfully, not wanting to address her look of exhaustion just yet. Viv opens the door to her bedroom and closes it once you’re inside with her.

“Oh, if we’re going to look for your keys, I need to get comfortable just in case it takes all night.” Viv tells you, the innuendo not lost on you. She begins to take off her pants to reveal black cotton bikini-type panties. She also takes off her shirt to reveal a matching bra that she immediately unclasps and takes off, showing you her exposed breasts and pierced nipples.

“It seems like my keys weren’t in your bra.” You joke with her, making her smirk.

“Where else could they be hiding then?” Viv asks naughtily, before turning around and bending down with her legs still straight to give you a perfect view of her panty covered ass and pussy. “Maybe they’re here under my bedside table.” Viv says with her head still down to her knees while wiggling her ass to tempt you. You take off your shirt, shoes, and pants as quickly and as calmly as you could until both you and Viv are down to your bottoms. You poke her butt with your erection underneath your underwear.

“Are those your keys you’re poking me with, or are you just happy to see me?” Viv jokes before straightening up and turning around to look at you. You stare into her eyes, and the energy and excitement she had after you kissed earlier just isn’t there. You see someone who’s tired and going through the motions of flirting that she just seems so accustomed to.

Viv puts her hands on top of your erection. Rubbing your cockhead underneath your underwear with her fingers.

You’re aroused. Most definitely aroused. Yet, you can’t help feeling like she’s not into it.

She puts her hand behind the back of your head and pulls you into a kiss. She’s a lot more forceful, and she doesn’t let your lips linger before jumping onto you and wrapping her legs around your waist so you can carry her. She moves her head and presents her neck for you to kiss. You plant soft kisses along her neck, before laying her on top of her bed. You go back to kissing her lips, and it’s obvious that she’s not returning your advances.

You break away from her kiss, and stare deep into her eyes. She’s looking at you, but you feel like she’s looking through you. Like you’re not even there.

“Please fuck me, Daddy.” Viv pleads naughtily. The tone in her voice was weird. Almost as if it was rehearsed. She has a smile on her face, but her eyes remain unflinching. It’s weird, and you can’t shake the feeling that this isn’t what she wants. You give her the softest peck on the lips you can give, trying to be as sweet as possible, trying to transfer as much of the warmth you have in you to her. To tell her that you want this to happen… but not like this.

“No.” You tell her, as softly as you could. Not wanting to sound naughty. Not wanting to sound like you wanted her to beg some more. You wanted to make her know that she doesn’t need to do this. She doesn’t need to pretend with you.

“What?” Viv asks, her eyes finally showing emotion for the first time since you entered her bedroom.

“No, Viv. We don’t need to do this now.” You assure her, before giving her another soft peck on the lips. “You look exhausted. You look like this is the last thing you want to happen tonight, and that’s perfectly fine. You don’t need to **** yourself to want to sleep with me right now.” You tell her, and Viv is beginning to tear up again, before pulling you into another kiss. Except, this feels just like your first kiss with her. Soft. Warm. Full of emotion.

“Please don’t leave me, Jay.” Viv pleads with you, as she calls you by your name. Not Junior. Not Daddy. Not ‘daughterfucker’. It’s how you know she means it when she says she doesn’t want you to leave her alone.

“I won’t.” You assure her. “I’m here for you, remember?” You add. You go to her side and spoon her, keeping her body close to yours. “Oh, um, you should really tell your staff you’re not coming in early tomorrow. It’s almost five in the morning already.” You remind her, after seeing the time on her alarm clock.

“I already did. Before I called Tanya or Brooke. I knew I wasn’t good enough to go to work tomorrow.” Viv tells you.

“I have an alarm that’s going to go off in a few hours. I’ll just get my phone so I can turn it off and tell the girls where I am. Is that okay?” You ask her. Viv just gives you a smile and nods shyly.

You get up from the bed and get your phone from your pants. You message Tanya that you’re with Viv and that you can’t drive her to work today, and that Viv isn’t carpooling either. You also tell her that if she reads Viv’s messages to her, that she shouldn’t worry too much about Viv, and that you’re taking care of her.

Before you close your phone, you check the app to see how your relationship with Viv is doing, and if you made the right call in not pushing to sleep with her.

- Nguyen, Vivian - Affection Score: 99 (+23).

Love Score: 52 (+24)

Lust Score: ?? (Previously 61)

+50 Love Points. Total: 250 (For reaching the 50+ Love Score goal with a person)

Available points: 400 Friendship points / 250 (+50) Love points / 200 Lust points

Looks like you did the right thing. It’s nice to know your intuition wasn’t off. She’s confused about wanting to have sex with you right now. If she’s confused, it’s better to not **** it.

“Hey, um, can I borrow your shirt? It might get chilly.” Viv asks you from the bed. You grab your shirt that was on the floor and hand it to her. It’s oversized for Viv, but it looks sexy on her. You climb on the bed next to her once more and spoon her.

She turns to look at you so you’re not spooning her, but instead just hugging her, and she wraps her leg around yours. She holds your hand and intertwines her fingers with yours before resting her head on your chest. You can’t see her face anymore, but she’s taking long steady breaths through her nose based on what you can hear and feel.

You close your eyes, waiting for sleep to overcome you again.

...

“Becca likes you.” Viv suddenly says after a while. You don’t open your eyes, and you don’t move. You just say, “I know,” to Viv, confirming her statement.

“Becca and I had a fight earlier.” Viv admits. “I told her to stop whatever she has planned to chase after you because I selfishly don’t want to share someone I have feelings for with someone like her again.” Viv explains. You have a lot of questions about what she means by that, but you feel this isn’t the right time to ask Viv. You just let her vent what she needs to vent.

“I know it wasn’t my place to do that. I promised myself I wouldn’t do this again. I promised myself I wouldn’t complicate another relationship with my own selfish bullshit. I know I have no right to stop you from going after Becca. Even if you say that I did, I know that stopping you would be selfish. I’m just afraid that if you do date her, this’ll just end up like the last time and I implode and I have to move to another city again and I—” Viv started to explain before starting to panic and keep continuing until she wasn’t breathing anymore, almost like she was having a panic attack.

You stop her by hugging her tighter to comfort her. After her breathing becomes normal, you raise her head with your fingers so she’ll look at you, before giving her a soft peck on the nose and resting your forehead on hers. You go back to holding her hand afterwards and intertwining your fingers once more.

“Whatever you're worried about Viv, we’ll find a way to work it out.” You assure her. “Together.” you add before giving her an eskimo kiss. “All six of us.” you finally say. Viv looks at you, hopeful and smiling after hearing your words.

“Yes, that number includes Brooke too.” you tell her with a smile, and Viv can’t help but smile even wider. “You’re not alone anymore, Viv. You don’t have to go through your worries by yourself.” You reassure her.

“Don’t you want to know what I meant by—” Viv started asking but you cut her off with a peck on the lips.

“Tell me tomorrow. When you’re rested.” You tell her.

“I’ll be here when you wake up.”