You and Vincent had a…strange relationship, to say the least.

He was completely enamoured by you, while you wanted to keep things platonic.

He would always try to do things to get your attention, like today, when you walked into your room.

“Hey…~” He sat on your bed, which was covered in rose petals and surrounded by candles, with one leg up, shirtless and a grin on his face.

Dammit.