Say Uncle - A Danny Phantom-verse Fic | By : AccioLucius Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 7107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Roz didn’t speak anymore until Plasmius left her. She had a mix of feelings when he did. No, she didn’t believe him at all. But he was right, Roz couldn’t resist him. She honestly didn’t know if she would be able to stop herself if things progressed between them.
She both fell asleep and woke angry.
The sun was up and very bright. Frost sparkled on the windows like diamonds. Roz stood in front of the window and let the sun warm her up. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Vlad walking toward the house to come inside.
She suddenly didn’t want to talk to him. She didn’t quite know what to say, especially after the last text she sent him. But, she was hungry. She slowly went to the bathroom to wash up before going downstairs.
Vlad was already in the dining room reading the paper when Roz entered. She stood in the doorway a moment watching him.
“You were so eager to see me last night,” Vlad commented.
Roz seated herself at the table, noticing that Vlad did not look up at her as she did so.
“You rushed off. I wish you hadn’t.”
Vlad looked at her then. Roz’s stomach tightened so much she thought she was going to be sick. No, not sick, but it was an odd feeling.
“I mean,” she shifted in her seat, “you didn’t have to. It wasn’t a big deal.”
A quick look of sadness flashed across Vlad’s face. It was so faint that anyone else would have missed it. Not Roz, though.
“No, not like that.” She was getting mad at herself. “What I’m trying to say is that I didn’t mind you doing it.”
Before turning back to the paper, Vlad replied with a simple “ok”.
“Ok?” That’s all he had to say?
“Yes.”
“Alright…” Roz trailed off. She fidgeted in her seat. “Do you have feelings for me?” she quickly asked.
“Roslynne,” Vlad sighed.
“What?” she cut him off. “You did it for a reason. Just tell me.”
Vlad closed his eyes as he looked away from her, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I may,” he finally said quietly.
“There, that wasn’t so bad.” Roz was equally quiet. It wasn’t a surprise to her. She had been thinking about it all night. It made sense after how close they had gotten.
She left him briefly to go to the kitchen. While pouring a bowl of cereal, her conversation with Plasmius hit her like a slap in the face. Her muscles tightened and eyes widened. What if Plasmius was right? Roz didn’t see herself leaving Vlad’s home anytime soon.
“Do I sleep with Vlad??” her thoughts screamed.
“Are you alright?”
Roz jumped and turned around. She hadn’t heard Vlad come into the kitchen. “I’m fine,” she quickly told him.
Vlad quickly turned his gaze away from her as he fixed himself another cup of coffee. Roz watched him over her shoulder. Awkward images flashed through her mind. Would it really be so surprising? She was emotionally close to him, but he was also an attractive man.
It was Vlad, though. The man could have been her father.
“What?” Vlad asked her when he turned around and found her staring.
Roz blushed as she tried to act busy. “Nothing.”
She angrily wiped at her eyes as they started to tear.
Vlad and Roz stayed that way for almost a week. Staring when the other wasn’t looking and barely talking. Roz just wanted Vlad to comfort her. He always had. But who was really the one that needed comforting? If Vlad did have feelings for her, wasn’t she in a way turning him down?
She stayed in her room a lot. She didn’t trust herself to be around Vlad most of the time, not knowing what she would end up saying or doing. At one point she debated going back home. Roz pushed the thought away from her. She did not want to leave, even though her stay with Vlad had been difficult for her at times.
Roz was attached to Vlad. Since his kiss though, she couldn’t say for sure exactly how she was attached to him. Her conversation with Plasmius made her head ache. Being more than just friends with Vlad didn’t turn her off, but she wondered if she was being influenced.
She would ask Plasmius who it was she would sleep with. If it was Vlad, she would also ask if there was anything she could do to change it, but would she want to?
Plasmius had not been back, though. Roz wasn’t sure how to feel about that, either. She missed his touch, but she was glad she didn’t have to put up with his smug attitude at the time.
Roz finally cornered Vlad in the library one night. She had had enough.
“Vlad, please stop being like this. If I can’t talk to you, who can I?”
Vlad stood stiff and looked her in the eyes for the first time that week. She looked terribly sad, and it pulled at his heart.
“I’m so sorry, Roslynne,” he told her as she hugged him.
Roz fought back a sudden surge of tears when Vlad held her to him. She could hear his heartbeat quickening as she rested her head on his chest. She looked up at him with a grin, but his eyes were closed. Her stomach suddenly felt light as air.
“I was on my way to bed,” she told him, breaking the drawn out silence. “I had to see you first. This has been hard for me.”
Vlad hugged her harder then. Roz had to bite her tongue. The fact that she had been hurting this way confirmed what she was questioning herself about. She cared for Vlad. She wouldn’t share this, thought. She was too emotional still to trust herself to say more.
“I’m glad you did,” he told her quietly. “I’m a mess, Roslynne. I’m sure you know that, though.” He almost laughed despite himself.
“Because you don’t talk to me often enough. About how you’re feeling, I mean.”
Vlad did laugh lightly then. “Are you saying you’re the answer to my problems?”
Roz also laughed, but she didn’t answer. She wanted to leave this open ended for now to see how things played out. She sighed heavily as she noticed that Vlad had been softly caressing her face. A smile spread across her face. He reminded her of how Plasmius made her feel. Although, Plasmius made her feel raw, unreasoned lust. Vlad made her feelings boil to the surface.
She finally bid Vlad goodnight as her eyelids started to become heavy. She smiled all the way to her room. After preparing for bed, Roz laid in bed and watched snow fall outside her window. It made her feel peaceful, but her body felt cold as she continued to watch it. She wanted to be held again.
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