OOM: Suite 130

[watching_you]

Veronica leads Mills through the labyrinthine corridors of the Milliways guest area until, eventually, they reach the right hallway.

"This place can be a bit confusing at times," she offers apologetically. "Things have a tendency to move. But I'm right up here --"

She cuts off, stopping short. This hallway's not empty.

Super.

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[particularskill.livejournal.com]

At the sound, his embrace tightens around her for a moment, daring to enjoy the feel of her body along his, the warmth and softness of her, the sweetness of her mouth.

And then his kiss gentles. And ends.

He rests his forehead against hers, trying to catch his breath, his hands resting on her hips, creating distance.

When he can speak, his voice is graveled treacle. "If you need me, leave a note at the bar."

"I'll see you soon."

[watching_you]

"Soon," she agrees, emphatic.

Moving away isn't an option she is particularly keen to explore at this point in time, but she does slowly begin to detach herself from him. Finally she steps away, placing a hand on the doorknob.

"Soon."

It's the only word her brain can functionally process right at this moment.

[particularskill.livejournal.com]

He nods once, his eyes a touch haunted.

And then he turns and is gone, stalking back down the hall with a ground eating stride, not turning to look back as he ducks down the stairs.

[watching_you]

Veronica watches him go, waiting until he's out of sight before she ducks into the apartment. She kicks the door closed behind her and doesn't bother to take off her shoes before heading into the living room and unceremoniously dumping her coat, purse and flower on the coffee table.

Then she gracelessly flops onto the couch.

For a long stretch of silence she does nothing but stare at the ceiling. Eventually she raises a hand to her lips, noting with some wonder how they still tingle, experiencing the lingering ghost of a kiss.

A deep breath, and a heavy sigh.

"Oh my God."