ᴠɪɴᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴠᴀʟᴛᴀ.

-------- | 𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖆. ---------- | 𝖊𝖝𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜. 𝖑𝖊𝖜𝖉. 𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖔. ---------- | 𝖒𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖘𝖘. ---------- | "𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗." -------- | 𝖗𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖆𝖛 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊

... Maybe next time he'll cook in an apron and nothing else. Dessert? Daniel's ass.

Vince stares down at his chest, big brown stain all over. "Is it /that/ noticable?" He simply lets Daniel play with his hair, Vince was there for Daniel's pleasure. "Hungry?"

He wanted to cook his boy a nice meal. He almost set the kitchen on fire.

Grunts. Yeah. Soft. So what? Happily bear hugs the boy and squeezes. "You didn't have to do this, you know."

Apparently there wasn't enough water. Fucking bullshit. ... Pizza it is.

He doesn't know how to cook. He... burned pasta.

-- Domestic.

He cancelled all of his plans and meetings. He's waiting with an empty lap and a big fucking smile.

If none of you know yet, yes, @leedanieI is Vincent's and only his. Don't get any ideas.

How the hell did Vincent get this lucky. Should he expect to see the boy in his office with bags and coffee?

Don't mind him as he just plops down beside Daniel and exhales. "The guys wanted to celebrate..." He mumbles as he flips over, facing up. "I'm not so young anymore, Danny. Can't keep up." Just laughs. God, he's buzzed.

He was out all night and just wants his boy @leedanieI. Maybe... just maybe he's drunk and soft.

Just trying to rub a blood stain off his cuff with a napkin. One of those days.

[ Going to be doing a massive wipe/cleaning. A soft restart of Vince. Same guy, same king pin, just getting a fresh start on dms and follows.

Exhales. He's bored.

Raises a brow. "You good?"

Gorgeous.

Mood.

Now he knows why Daniel always tells Vincent to keep the scruff.