you and vi have been dating for a little over six months, you unknowingly picked up the pieces that caitlyn had shattered.

vi adored you, of course she did. but she'd been so stressed recently. she had a job in a warehouse down by the docks, and it's gotten so difficult recently. she needed cash, so she picked up as many shifts as she could get.

it'd become routine by now that vi would come over to your place after work, she basically lived there since she was there almost every day and night.

today was no different. vi's shaky fingers turned the given key in the lock of your apartment, walking in and shutting the door, of course, locking it behind her. the woman toed off her shoes by the door, making her way further into the apartment to find you, "shortcake?" she called out sleepily, her voice weaker than intended.

you'd answered and told her to come into the bedroom, already waiting in bed for her with fresh pajamas folded on the edge of the bed.

her eyes softened when she saw what you'd done for her, making her way over to you, leaning over to drop a kiss on your lips. one bandage clad hand cradled your cheek, dropping one, maybe two, maybe three short kisses to your mouth, "can i tell you something, shortcake?" she asked softly, making you hum in response.

vi trapped her bottom lip between her teeth, looking between your eyes, "i want you to take me anywhere but here," she admitted with a weak laugh, her thumb rubbing over the skin under your eye.