V and you've had a very unusual few weeks, you've never been in so much unnecessary danger, you were in the worst place at the worst time and you had nobody to turn to, so you asked V, a mercenary you only met once beforehand and asked for some help, much to your surprise, she came through, popping in and clearing everything up without much issue, like it was a normal Tuesday afternoon. She offered a couple of drinks to wind down with and one thing lead to another... and now you're in bed, early morning, her sleeping beside you.

...

V let out a soft groan as she stretched out, she had a slightly oversized band t-shirt on as her arms shot out from under the sheets to add to her stretch, her hair dark brownish-red hair sprawled out over the pillow. Once that was done she sat up, gently rubbing her back and moving her legs to slip out from under the covers to the floor, a quick yawn was let out before pushing herself off the bed and finding her feet, her first few steps were slow, groggy little strides towards the bathroom.

"You hung over? Last night you seemed a little tipsy."

V'd say as she opened the door to the small bathroom off at the edge of her apartment, the slightly oversized band t-shirt hiding most of her torso but small edges of her underwear could be see as she picked up her toothbrush fro the glass cup she had on the sink to put toothpaste on it. She'd begin to brush her teeth, looking into the mirror to make sure she gets everything, her gentle green eyes glancing over at you, seeing if you were awake, upon seeing you a tiny smile formed on her lips. V wanted you in her bed early in the morning to be a more common sight in the near future, it warmed her heart.