Breaking Point {Vy/Ky/Matt/Jeran}

Sickness, surprisingly that's the only concern left now. Somehow she's managed to redeem herself in this short time period, and it's all thanks to the amazing man beside her. There's no telling what changed his mind so suddenly, but she's certainly not going to complain. Being able to sit within a foot of him, not having to avert feared eyes directed her ways, it's more then she could ever ask for. Though if something more was wrong because of the damage she enforced, all of this could dissipate like that; which is exactly why she then questions his condition, despite hating the subject.

"Guess that's good." Vy attempts to follow with the positivity, sounds like their best option. If he's not nauseas anymore that could mean the chances of a concussion has passed, least they can hope. "We should still stay up for a little bit longer. You have to tell me if you feel sick, okay?" She attempts to get a promise from him, even if she doesn't deserve it. He does, and if it is going to get worse, she's prepared to handle it and face her consequences. Looks like she just has to keep him up for now, bringing up the conversation she'd rather avoid to do just that.

There's no telling if a similar event will occur. She didn't have control of it this time, and currently she can't prevent it. What she can do is reassure that the other females under this roof are in no danger because of her. The men however? Different story. "You don't." Vy objects as soon as Jeran mentions he must have a resemblance to the enemy they all had in the past. If Matthew stumbled upon her first, she would of reacted the exact same way. And funny enough Jeran requests going after Matt if it were to happen again. "I'll keep that in mind." She agrees with a weak smile. Sort of wish she had attacked him instead, he would of easily fought back. Everyone knows they've had plenty of encounters before. If only she had control over that though.

Perhaps there is a chance of avoiding this in the future, seeing a professional that is. There has to be a cure for everything, right? And with desperation for any kind of prevention, Vy offers that as their solution. In return an arm drapes around her to pull her closer, an embrace she assumed she'd never get again from the one she cares so deeply for. Absolutely no resistance comes from her as she sinks into his hold, more tears returning from this great relief he's generously provided. His following words are so precious, though the first part she's unable to comprehend. "You feel bad." She jokes with a hushed chuckle, curling up as close as she can to him, as if now's her opportunity to protect him.

She then goes quiet to closely listen to his caring speech of how she doesn't need a professional, that he has the best ears for her problems. He even comes with experience as he's been the best brother anybody could ask for, lucky Kyanite. If only talking about her feelings came that easy to Vy. Either way he's here for her though, with more love and acceptance then she'd ever dream of. "I do now." She answers in a whisper, hating the fact that she was too stupid to be aware of that before. Better late then never.

Suddenly Jeran declares that her apologizes aren't good enough for the damage she's done. Of course she freezes with fear of being pushed away after all the progress they've made. He surprises her to no end with a better way of making up for it. "Yes sir." She agrees with the peacekeeper mentality still plastered in her brain. Without a second of hesitation she gently brings her lips to his swollen ones, wanting nothing more then so absorb his pain away. If she could take it for herself, she would. But for now she can at least distract him.

"Thank you so much Jeran." For the first time she finally looks at him directly in the eyes. Doesn't matter if her own are puffy and red from the sorrows she's feels, if anyone has the right to see her as such, it's him. She cuddles against his chest again, extremely grateful for his comfort. "I don't know what I'd do without you." Her bottom lip gets squeezed between her teeth harshly to hold back anymore feelings. The thoughts that she could of ruined it all between the two of them, is as painful as anything else. "I'm so in love with you. I can't believe I...." She buries her face in his shirt instead of continuing with her words, he must already know.

A shrug consumes Vy's shoulders along with a bowed head when Jeran questions why she's thanking him. Obviously for being the amazing person that he is, forgiving her already though she doesn't even deserve it. There's a million reasons why she should be grateful for him, but admitting to so only evokes the horrible things she's done to him. How she's far from deserving of him. Instead of answering, she then expresses that she's just unaware of what she'd do without him. For her entire life she's been determined to never rely on someone in that way, not so much anymore now.

His comfort is unexplainable, as she's given permission to curl up close to him again. After everything...she's unable to believe he's this forgiving, yet not surprised at the very same time. This is Jeran after all. He reassures that it's all okay now, even if he'd be peacefully asleep in his own bed if it wasn't for her. A pathetic chuckle escapes her lips as if to agree, though she's very careful to not disturb this precious moment she's somehow been granted. It's almost sickening to think this horrible altercation has actually made them closer.

The truth then maneuvers from Vy's voice, sharing the overpowering love she has for Jeran. Was it present prior to this event? Certainly. But it's these very sensations that has her actually admitting to them. It's not an attempt at a better apology, it's pure honesty from a connection built over a long period of time. Whether he feels the same is just a risk she's willing to take after all of this.

He pulls her closer and wraps his arms fully around her in return, and even if he said nothing, this gesture is enough for her. Of course his precious words still preach out to comfort her even more, assuring her that he understands. It's the following statement that shocks her though, telling her that it might of been worth it given the closeness they now feel. Plenty of times they've been this near, but he's right, it's different now. Better somehow. "I will." She promises to giving him a warning if another violent bounding moment is going to occur between them.

Arms loosen from around her and lets out the warmth, Jeran doesn't move away though, only bringing her face up to see his. He tells her to not dwell over what happened, that his wounds will dissipate but his feelings for her won't. "Okay." She agrees with a small nod, before her head lands back on his chest again.

The most valuable words then fill the room, that he also loves her back. A wobbly smile comes across Vy's lips in response, not expecting that she'd be graced with such a statement already. Her head cuddles against him closer, if that's even possible, never wanting to leave this spot. Sure she may be doing a crappy job at keeping him awake, but everything might be okay now. Nothing could possibly take that away.

"Sorry." Vy jokes with a yawn of her own. "Are you feeling sick again? You can probably safely sleep if you're not. Plus i'll kill you if you don't wake up." Too early for that sort of humor? Not when it's Jeran. With her by his side now, she refuses to let anything happen to him ever again.

No jokes, that's probably best. Though it is an amazing way to lighten the moment mentally, it evokes physical pain upon Jeran's wounded face. "Okay." Vy agrees with a quiet chuckle. "Sorry." This apology is unlike the rest as a small grin still remains on her lips. The fact that she got a small laughter out of him has her satisfied, it's far from the discomfort she gave him earlier.

Sleep is long overdue after everything that happened, and permission is given from Vy as long as Jeran promises to wake up. Of course he does, with no desire to have her actually kill him. Just another joke, but it does weaken her smile from memories of what she just did. "No jokes, remember?" She forces her smirk to recollect itself upon her cheeks. Can't hold that comment against him, especially after tonight and the note that he's only kidding. Truthfully there's probably nothing he can say that'll anger her, if anything it can only make her upset with herself...such as the thought of actually taking such an amazing person's life away.

Instead of falling asleep, Jeran redirects the conversation to something else. As long as they're not discussing tonight's event, Vy doesn't mind in the least. Plus it's further reassurance that he has no severe damage. He questions if she has any plans after being a peacekeeper, a faraway thought she's never considered. "Can't say I do." She shares honestly, for his ears and no one else's. If any other person had asked her this, she'd probably come up with a bullshit. For some reason she finds the need to be nothing but truthful towards him.

"It's so far in the future." She comments with a sigh, sinking into his hold as her muscles finally relax from the change of topic. "Sort of feels like it's never going to happen. What about you?" She asks curiously, hoping that he has interesting plans since he brought it up. Is this a hint that they might actually be together at that point? Because as much as Vy doesn't want to assume, it does warm her heart tremendously.

Future planning has never been a strong quality within Vy. Before Brooklyn her only goal was getting into the Games, to either die or come home to a life of no responsibilities. Then her little one came about and neither could be an option for her any longer, the possibilities are just far too risky. She still can't stand the idea of her daughter landing in the care of Brittany. So now her only aspirations is giving Brooklyn a much better life then she ever had, and anything more just feels unreachable...such as this amazing guy providing the comfort around her, though he's only proving that belief to be wrong.

Is there more of a future for her? Because it feels even more impossible after tonight. But now with Jeran's acceptance and love, it's by far baffling.

Apparently her lack of dreaming is shocking to Jeran, though the way he puts it is quite humorous, making it sound like everyone plans twenty years in advance. "Just have to make sure Brooklyn's happy and healthy, and I really don't want to imagine her moving out. She's only two." Vy pathetically laughs, feeling a slight sting from the idea of her daughter leaving one day. Then who would she have?

Well hopefully Jeran, as she'd never oppose to such longterm company. For some reason the idea of keeping him sounds too good to be true though. Sure he's too kind to ever hurt her, but maybe that's exactly why he deserves better.

With no desire to go back into the sorrow of tonight, she gratefully distracts herself with Jeran's precious voice describing his hopes. Of course he's craving a purpose, yet to still settle down. It's exactly like him, perfect. Nothing that'll put him in danger, though still something meaningful. "That's amazing Jeran." Vy comments when he mentions becoming a medic in the Corps. It's still up in the air, but it's no secret that he has a way of patching people up...in far more ways then one.

The last of his words leaves Vy speechless. She's never been in a serious relationship, let alone been given such love. How do either of them know if it'll last or for how long? She'd like to think otherwise, especially because of who he is, but she can't stop considering how she can ruin it. Hell she came damn close to tonight. Her hands embrace one of his just to be closer and steal a bit of his warmth, while she takes a moment to figure out how to respond. "I'd like that to." She actually replies with due to the fact that it's not a lie. There's nothing she'd love more, even if she finds it difficult to imagine.

Is that all Jeran gets? An agreement that the idea of staying together sounds desirable? Well he deserves a lot more, but that's beyond the point. He should have someone more like his sister, beautiful and sweet. Not s a fighter that nearly killed him. Who is she to inform him of that though? There's even an urge in her to think otherwise, that she may actually be wrong. Yet another side of her wants him to have better.

A small chuckle and slow shake of the head arrives from Vy when Jeran mentions how long they've been together, and repeats those exact words again with emphasis behind them. Funny how they've never actually been together, yet she's closer to Jeran then any other man she's ever slept with...which is an understatement given she never cared about any of them. But does that mean they should unofficially make it a relationship? What if only pain results from all of this. Hard to belief differently after tonight.

"You're cute." Vy comments after a quick glance at his frustration. Seconds later she's curling up closer to him, with his hand still wrapped within hers to pull his hold in.

He corrects himself to make his request more understandable, and causes Vy's cheeks to light up like a tomato. Is he really asking her to be his girlfriend? Instinctively it has her cracking up, though it at leasts come out lightly. "Did I hit you that hard? Should I be worried you do have a concussion?" She attempts to play it off, though his fingertips only turn her features to face him to express his sincerity. Right, no jokes.

"I've..." Don't need to be confessing everything to him. "I'm just not really the girlfriend type. Sort of surprised you think I am." Might as well warn him, no matter how he may react. Seems like a big thing they have going for them is the honesty, feels logical to keep it up.

Wait, is she dismissing a committed relationship because of the tittle that comes with it? A chance to be loyal with the first person she's ever fell for. There's no denying the idea of Jeran with someone else is extremely painful, despite the fact she feels he's deserves it. Catch twenty-two all the way around. "But I can't imagine myself with anyone else. Haven't even had any pointless sex since I fell for you, and you don't putout easily." She has to joke in this serious conversation. "I'd love to unofficially-officially be your girlfriend." She agrees with a blush even brighter then before.